“Congratulations,” came Brandr’s voice in my head. Somehow she sounded as happy as Isabella, but I inwardly cringed. How the hell was I supposed to explain that this was all a misunderstanding? And truth be told, did I even want to explain that it was a misunderstanding?
Isabella was happy. Brandr sounded happy. The world had broken, and all the old rules and laws had broken with it. What exactly was a “marriage” in this new world? Wasn’t the party already much like a marriage? Unbreakable partnership where you support, nurture, and care for each other. And, I had to admit, Isabella is a truly beautiful woman that I do care for deeply. So much has happened between us and around us already, I’d never actually considered if my feelings were simply those of a friend, a lover, or something more.
Trying to give myself some more time to thing, I decided to change the subject to business in the new world, instead of my personal life. “Thanks,” I sent back to Brandr through the party chat, “but there’s still things we need to take care of so we all stay safe. How were the halls this morning, and where’s Jello?”
“Jello is returning slowly down the other way. It should pass the goblin’s barricade to the central halls a little before noon at the rate it is traveling,” Brandr reported. “The goblins are all fine. Jello can’t force itself into the rooms, as the doorways are too small for its massive frame, so they seem fine. I think they were happy to see us this morning. Funnily enough, Isabella scared them half to death running and shouting as she did earlier.”
“How’s the two girls?” As much as I didn’t like to think about them, we did have to take care of them.
“The same. Weak.“ Brandr’s voice sounded disgusted. “They are not even being harmed now, and still they do nothing but stay there and stare blankly out the windows. I don’t think they even realize they’ve moved from where they were before. The ‘them’ that once lived, is gone. Only the flesh remains, if you ask me.”
“Does it seem like the goblins are tending to them, or mistreating them?”
“They seem fine. I don’t believe the grayskins have harmed them any throughout the night. They were feeding them some sort of fruit mush this morning, so they are making certain the weak ones are eating.”
I wish she wouldn’t refer to them as ‘the weak ones’, but I kind of understood where Brandr was coming from. I didn’t really like to think of them as ‘girls’ either, the way they were now. Currently, they really don’t seem like anything more than living corpses.
“Is Isabella OK out there with you?” I wanted to make certain she was still fine, since she hadn’t came back yet.
“She is. Currently she’s doing some sort of odd dance with the goblins. They seemed frightened and bewildered at first with her shouting, but now they’re all doing something which seems similar to a ‘wiggle-giggle conga’.
Wiggle-giggle Conga…
ONLY Isabella could teach goblins such a thing!
Shaking my head, I slowly undressed and went into the bathroom. “Brand, have you had a bath this morning? I’m getting ready to take mine, and you can join me if you want.” A few weeks ago, asking a girl if she wanted to join me in the shower would’ve been something I never could’ve did. Now, it didn’t seem that off at all; I’d adjusted to seeing them naked and being around them in situations like this wasn’t anything to worry about anymore. Having someone to help scrub your back was much more important in the new world than being embarrassed at who was doing the scrubbing for you.
“I haven’t. I’ll be there soon.”
I was already in the small shower and washing my hair when Brandr climbed into the tub behind me. Soon her soft hands were scrubbing firmly down my back. Her skin was much softer, but she was leagues stronger than Isabella and the frim pressure made me lean forward against the wall in front of me.
“Thank you. Brand.” If that ring was going to be some sort of engagement ring for Isabella (and who would ever imagine a bone ring as an engagement ring?! Mother always said you had to give a girl a diamond ring for something like that!), there wasn’t much of a way I could give the other one to Brandr like I’d intended. Why is life always so complicated?
“Are you happy with us?” As long as we were alone in here together, I might as ask about a few things that was bothering me a little.
“I am,” came her simple reply.
Nodding lightly under the shower, I smiled and lightly sighed in relief. “I’m glad to hear that.” As she was starting to ease up on scrubbing my back, I slowly straightened back up and turned around to face her. Her damp, naked form was standing just inches away from me and the little man between my legs stood up to get a better look at her.
She looked down, saw my erect manhood, and calmly reached down and draped the soapy washcloth over it. Turning her back, she leaned forward much as I had and sent me a thought of, “My back, please.”
How the heck could both of these girls accept a stiffened and erect man so calmly around them, and act like it wasn’t anything to be bothered by? Using my erect manhood as a towel rack! Who did such things? Even now, I couldn’t understand some of the things the two of them seemed to take as natural in this new world.
Slowly, I picked up the washcloth, and then I took the remaining step forward and pressed my chest and front firmly against her back. Gently, I reached around, wrapped my arms around her torso, and started to rub up and across her breasts. “I think I’ll start here first, if you don’t mind.” If they could act outrageously, as if it was common, I could as well!
“Why would I mind if my lord helped cleanse me? I’m simply happy to be here with you.”
“Is that the truth?” I asked. Brandr’s breasts were softer than a microwaved marshmallow, but her nipples stiffened and were erect at the first touch of my hands and the washcloth, which really wasn’t so surprising since I had raised their sensitivity a few times. “Stuck with a perverted guy who might toss you down and take advantage of you at anytime. A guy who alters you to make you make milk, and who changes the very makeup of your body just to make your boobs bigger and who turns your nipples in his plaything…
“Are you truly happy here?” I asked again.
“I am,” came back her soft reply once more. “Father had always told me that one day I would meet a man whom I couldn’t defeat with my sword, and you are that man. I could strike you down a hundred times, but never would I defeat you. Even if it was because of the changes in the world, you are a man whom I cannot ever truly defeat. Father told me there would be a man whom my blade could not defeat, and that he would be a good man who would lead me to see the true happiness and joy that this world has to hold.
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“That man is you.” Her gentle voice sounded strong and certain in my head. “From the moment you met me, you have thought of my happiness. The name you gifted me for my destiny was based on helping me find happiness. I am no ’Flea-bitten Whore’, though you could have named me as such. Even tempted with the ultimate power, you resisted. You could have altered me to make me into anything that you wished me to be—even to the point of making me as those in the other room, but you did not do so.
“Perhaps you did make my chest larger and my tips more sensitive – but compared to what may have been, you did nothing. The Lady told me I could put my trust and faith in you, and she was correct. What man would not bask themselves in the deep waters of temptation? I truly expected you to take full advantage of all those cheat points that we had allocated for your use.
“Instead, you spent them thinking of me, thinking of us, instead of thinking of yourself. You altered my bones with the intentions of helping me improve my fighting skills and myself. You altered my hair so that it could not knot or tangle – a small change, but one that I appreciate in this new world where it is hard to tend to such things now. The milk, though a surprise and a change which Isabella still finds much amusement in, was made with the intention to help us all resist the pangs of hunger again. Very little did you do for yourself. Instead, you altered me with thoughts of what I might wish, or what we all may need. That shows me that father was correct: The man whom I cannot defeat with my blade is, indeed, a good man.”
I was actually starting to blush slightly. I’m glad her back was to me, to be honest. Brandr straightened up and pressed her back more firmly against my chest and then raised her arms up and behind her head to stroke my hair slightly. I had a perfect reach around her front to wash and feel any part of her I wanted at the moment.
“Do you think any woman would dislike the touch or warmth of a good and decent man in this new world? One who would think of them and nurture them instead of simply attempt to take advantage of them?” Brandr actually made a slight snorting sound. “If there is such a woman out there, she is a fool. I, my Lord, am not a fool. I am grateful for your kindness, your concern, and your guidance. Had Isabella not gotten the luck of the draw and met you before me, I would strive to become more than just thy blade. Given the chance, I would have become thy woman fully.”
“But the fates did not choose to grant me such luck. The Lady was before me, and I will not disrupt what came before. I will be thy blade and I will do my utmost to serve thee properly and without regret. I shall….”
Isabella came pouncing into the bathroom at that point and disrupted whatever she was going to say with a squeal! In a moment, she was packed into the bathroom with us, and bouncing back and forth against both Brandr and me. “Blabittdy blib a dooty” was about all I could make out of her excited babble. With a tug and a pull, she tried to yank us out of the bathroom, slipped, and flopped onto the floor with a loud thud. I was a little worried that she might’ve hurt herself, but Isabella bounced back up and was tugging away just a blink of a second later.
Finally, I let go of Brandr and let myself be tugged out of the shower. I didn’t know what was going on, but I still made certain to take a moment and turn off the water before I let Isabella drag me out into the main room. Isabella had a grip on Brandr’s hand and tugged on her as well, so she also followed just a few steps behind.
As we approached the couch, I noticed my coveralls tossed haphazardly on the coffee table, and Isabella rushed over, grabbed something up from the table, and dashed back to us. “Me. Pants clean. This find!” Her words were such a jumbled mess, and she was speaking in fragmented sentences and I couldn’t follow along with her at all. It took a moment before I even realized what she was holding in her hands – it was the other bone ring which I’d had in my coveralls.
Oh! OH! OH BLOODY HELL!!
I felt like running off and hiding. When she calms down, she’s going to kill me! I hadn’t had a chance to tell her that it was a misunderstanding, and I hadn’t really even had a chance to determine for myself if I even wanted it to be a misunderstanding. It’s not like I didn’t want to be with her…
“Me. Mine. You!” Isabella was bouncing in front of Brandr, grabbed her left hand, tugged it up, and slid the ring upon her finger.
“US!!” Suddenly Isabella leaned forward and planted one of her ‘let me taste your tonsils’ kisses on Brandr. When she released her, Brandr’s face looked just as shocked and confused as mine usually did after an Isabella tongue attack!
I had the briefest of instants to smile and enjoy the moment before Isabella turned and leaped into my arms and started covering me in kisses with such force that I was knocked down and onto the floor. “ALL US ONE,” Isabella yelled happily and then proceeded to kiss and rub over my body in a sudden tornado of passionate kisses.
I still had the erection from in the shower, and Isabella straddled my waist and sat firmly down upon it. Soon she was bouncing up and down on me and her warm insides wrapped around my manhood and enveloped me in the bliss that was her. I had finally lost my first completely, and there was no denying that now!
And, much to my shock, Isabella didn’t stop there! She tugged on Brandr and pulled her down to join us, and kissed and stroked her just as heavily as she was kissing and stoking on me. I think Brandr was just as shocked as I was, but my mind was blanking out from the pleasure and passion that was being directed and overflowing through my groin, and I lost myself in a haze of carnal pleasure.
The next several hours were a blur of intimate intertwining of bodies, sweat, and passion between the three of us. Brandr was up on me for a while, and then I was mounting her. Isabella was all over the both of us. Bodies, limbs, lips and kisses flowed freely and all of us got wrapped completely in the moment. My volcano exploded and then exploded again and again and again! The horrors of the world disappeared completely, and for a few blessed moments, there was only the three of us indulging in all of our wildest passions.
As we finally wound down to an exhausted snuggle together, Isaballa gently kissed me and then Brandr a few last times. “We’re all married now. I’m so happy. Thank you Drake. You found the perfect answer…”
She was starting to drift off to sleep and I was left wondering , ‘The perfect answer?’ I didn’t even know what the question was!
All I know is that I’m apparently truly married now – to BOTH girls! Whether that’s going to lead to heaven or hell in the future, I can’t deny that the last few hours was a divine experience that I wouldn’t mind repeating.
Mother, it looks like I’ve finally became a man. And twice over to boot! Today was the shortest day of the year, the Winter Solstice, the day I got engaged once, then twice, and then married…
It truly was a sacred day!