100-200:<br/>101:<br/>Jenna doesn't expect the intensity of the kiss from Elsa. She closes her eyes and kisses back anyways, though they fly open as she feels an electric shock travel through her to her pussy, where it sits, quivering as it waits for instructions.<br/><br/>Jenna grinds on Jason as she is informed by Elsa of what Jason told her. She couldn't quite grasp what she was being tild, but nodded anyways. She eould learn tonight through trial and error and hopefully Jason himself. She moves his hands up, under her nightie to her breasts and then her own hands slip under his shirt and across his chest.<br/><br/>What did Ria tell her? Her Dryad was a useful tool if she accepted. And Elsa mentioned nectar and excitement for both of them. That was good enough for Jenna. She didn't even think about Elsa having to touch them at all times. It would all work out.<br/><br/>102:<br/>Elsa crossed her arms as she grabbed the hem of her nightie and pulled it off in one fluid motion. The scent of tropical flora surged for a moment as she lay down next to Jason, her head on a pillow, her arm pressed to his side, making sure she wasn't in Jenna's way, then bent her outer leg and let it fall outward before the hand on the same side started playing with her clit.<br/><br/>As the musical moans of his companion rang through his ears, he felt his cock re-harden fully and bucked his hips reflexively as he ached to be inside either, no, both of them.<br/><br/>"One thing," he panted, "her nectar comes from both her breasts and pussy. One changes you a little where they touch, the other a lot. Drink from her breast and your next orgasm won't end for six hours. Eat her out and you'll end up like her, powers and all, until sometime tomorrow. You can imagine what it'd do to me. I'm only warning you because it's very intense for a first timer."<br/><br/>He reached up and slid his hands under her nightie and gently caressed both of Jenna's breasts with a feather-like touch.<br/><br/>103:<br/>Jenna thrusts her breasts into his hands, her own pulling his shirt off. She could feel the effect of Elsa's presence on Jason, and a little to herself. She grinds against his needy cock as he bucks up against her.<br/><br/>"I don't think I will partake in her nectar so soon, but you may." Jenna tells Jason. That was just too much for her to have to handle so soon. Maybe later on, as she got more and more used to the effects of Elsa on them, she would try it. But she was happy enough to just go with the normal effects of the Dryad's presence.<br/><br/>104:<br/>Jason lifts his torso and contorts his arms enough to help Jenna get his shirt completely off.<br/>He lazily returns his hands to her chest, sliding down the silken fabric to slid his hands up under her nightie.<br/><br/>He pulls her to him until the backs of his hands are against his chest and her weight pushes her further in. A moment later he bucks his hips upwards in anticipation, lifting her.<br/><br/>105:<br/>Jenna kisses him as she is pressed against his chest. She presses her hips down and against his as he presses up against her. She was eagerly waiting for him to enter her, but he seemed to be wanting to take things extremely sloooowwww.<br/><br/>Her hands run across his bare chest as her kiss turns hungry and needy.<br/><br/>106:<br/>He wasn't slow, per se, but giving her everything she wanted, when she wanted it, would hardly goad her into taking what she was after. After all, he'd quite literally handed himself to her.<br/>He growls feverishly back at her, his hands moving to alternately dig fingertips into her back and pull on the fabric of her nightie from underneath before a tear developed.<br/>He grinned, summoning a bit more strength to rip the garment up the back from hem to neckline and taking the shoulder straps with it and Elsa purred in approval of Jenna's bare chest.<br/>A triumphant growl underscored what he said next between her showers of kisses: "Quit waiting for it and take what you need!" he bucked his hips for emphasis, hands gliding over bare skin to grip at her panties and pull at the delicate fabric. whilst fingertips pressed into her ass.<br/>His cock was aching, still rubbing against her ass, writhing atop him. He could feel the 'wall' imposed by Elsa's presence, every so often his arousal would peak, plateau and then recede from his, never giving him a 'proper' climax, not that he minded.<br/><br/>107:<br/>Jenna is surprised when he rips her nightie and panties off, and then tells her to take what she needed. Sh wasn't used to that at all.<br/>She slides his shorts and underwear down until his cock springs free. She licks the head a few times before moving so she can ride him.<br/><br/>Jenna impales herself on his large cock, and settles before she starts to bounce up and down on him, breasts bouncing just as hard. Her leg is now against Elsa's not that she noticed. She was taking what she wanted like Jason urged her to do. She bit her lip as she tried to think of what else to do, how to be more sexy. Doing the work was hard, and fuck she was out of shape. Ugh she would have to work out so next time the sex would be better.<br/><br/>108:<br/>Jason bucked his hips in time with her, but the effect of Elsa's kiss was clearly wearing off on the both of them. Elsa stopped her idle pleasuring and lifted herself. She kept in skin-to-skin contact with Jason by way of her ankles as she straddled his torso, facing the encumbered and stressed Jenna. She leaned back slightly and squeezed her right breast near the nipple. It produced not milk, but a smooth, sticky substance that may as well have been honey and hefted it toward Jenna's lips. "Drink," she urged softly. "and you will remember this night forever."<br/><br/>Jason, realizing what was about to happen, stopped his motion and waited his turn, all but holding his breath in anticipation of what she was about to do, and what he was about to experience. The "Lesser Nectar" she offered would keep them awake, energized and horny well into the morning. As he waited, he made a mental note to ask Elsa to do something in the morning: order a very, very large breakfast.<br/><br/><br/>109:<br/>Jenna glances down at Jason, who seemed excited about what was to come. So she leaned forward and drank some of the nectar that Elsa was offering. It was sweet, and better than any sort of energy drink. She felt awake and super horny, though she still lacked ideas. She wishes Jason would just take over for now, she'd have to do research to know what else she could do to spice things up.<br/><br/><br/>110:<br/>One drinking the nectar was itself impressive, at least in the sense that one got a boost to all the physical needs. Inspiration, imagination, initiative, that took a mind, specifically one who thought not in words or images, but in raw emotions and sensation.<br/>Jason felt the energy surge from Jenna as her pussy both tightened around, and soaked his cock, the rippling waves of what would've been a huge orgasm if not for Elsa's helpful interference evident in how her body reacted. He, too, was drained, mentally, but knew that was about to change.<br/>He wouldn't be leading her. Nor would she be leading him. Elsa would lead for them both. She turned around, never breaking contact with either of them to keep the connection as she leaned over to give him a taste.<br/><br/>He reached his head up, wrapped his lips around one thick nipple and suckled down as much as he could, feeling the initial surge of physical clarity and undeniable sexual arousal. He inhaled sharply.<br/>Elsa came to sit on his hips, just in front of Jenna such that the taller girl's breasts were grazing her shoulders. She cooed in enjoyment of being between two people and, in a display of double-jointedness, wrapped her arms around Jenna from in front and held her tight. Once she was in strong contact with the both of them and her nectar infused them both, she closed her eyes in concentration and hummed, cooed and purred in time with her motions, using her vocal patterns to set a rhythm.<br/><br/>The images came first, of Jenna riding Jason hard and fast, with a boundless, endless energy, each downstroke an orgasm unto itself. The image projected into their minds became clearer by the second. Elsa began to rock upwards and down, back and forth as jenna had tried to do before running out of steam, cueing the less-experienced girl to move with her though a surge of mental energy and the pleasure that came with it, compelling Jenna to squeeze with her pussy in time to her larger motions. The rhythm started slow, favoring long, sensual strokes and broad motions, less the 'firecracker' she felt the girl had expected, and more something with the power and inevitability of a runaway freight train that first had to beat inertia.<br/><br/>As the time between strokes began to decrease, Jason's cock surged in girth a half inch and curved slightly as it found Jenna's G-spot. He let out a guttural roar, arching his back as the sensations pushed him over an edge, only for Elsa to grab him at the last moment. He looked up, past Elsa to Jenna with a visceral fire in his eyes and his hands reached out, grabbing the girl's hips and digging his fingers in as an orgasm slammed through him, but its usual results weren't felt.<br/><br/>They 'danced' for several long, sensual minutes, The Dryad using Jason's cock, held perpetually at the very peak of an orgasm, throbbing with each heartbeat and twitching in time with her own movements to properly stimulate Jenna,<br/><br/>Elsa, herself wasn't escaping unaffected either. The longer they went, the slicker her body became and the sweeter the air got as she lost herself in their combined emotions.<br/><br/>Only once had her movement gotten Jenna to the same edge as she'd held Jason on did she let go of them both., a tidal wave of raw sexual energy bottled up inside of her was released to both of them, freeing them from her edging 'prison'.<br/><br/>Jason had spent those minutes breathing sharply, holding on to as much of Jenna as he could and then...<br/><br/>Then his mind went blank as a tsunami erupted from his balls and traveled up his shaft into Jenna.<br/><br/>111:<br/>Jenna watches him suckle from Elsa’s breasts, jealous as she wanted to be the one to feel that sensation. He seems filled with energy just as she had been, and she can’t be too mad now. She sees Elsa press into her front and hold her, than hears the melody the Dryad was making.<br/><br/><br/>Jenna doesn’t even question the images that fill her mind, but just starts following them. She becomes grateful as she is shown what to do and helped to do it properly. The rhythm was set by Elsa, but Jenna happily went with it, determined to make Jason feel the same pleasure she was feeling.<br/>The pace was slow to begin with, but very much enjoyable.<br/><br/><br/>Jenna moans as she feels Jason’s cock start to hit just the right spot inside of her. She grabs his arms as he holds her hips, watching as an orgasm hits, though isn’t allowed to complete itself. He thrusts up as she comes down, competing against each other as Elsa makes sure they both get to experience an orgasm at the same time.<br/><br/><br/>Jenna feels the effect they have on the Dryad, and is happy to have been a cause for her to be feeling so good. She momentarily wonders what it would be like if Jason’s dryad was here helping out as well.<br/><br/><br/>Jenna feels the release from Elsa holding them back, and oh was her orgasm intense. Her pussy throbbed and clenched around Jason’s cock as he gets his release and fills her up. Her head is thrown back as she moans with pleasure, lost in the moment of the best sex she has had in her life.<br/>Nothing else mattered, nothing except for her, and Jason, and Elsa, who helped them reach this high.<br/><br/>112:<br/>Her initial task finished, Elsa guided Jenna to a gentle stop as her orgasm faded. Far from satiety, the feelings remaining in Jenna and Jason were of total and complete need for each other.<br/><br/>Elsa side-stepped to the left, keeping herself in contact with them as she moved behind Jenna, straddling Jason's legs. Her warm hands grasped Jenna's hips and pushed up and away from her as Jason, having caught his breath by now, reached up, abs tightening, to grab Jenna's breasts, covered in a thin, salted-sugary layer of her and Elsa's combined sweat, to his mouth as the Dryad nudged her forward. He kissed and licked her left breast, moaning with delight as his mouth watered in response to the candy-like essence before finding her nipple and gently alternating between gently sucking and nibbling around it.<br/><br/>113:<br/>Jenna leans down with the guidance of Elsa and Jason, moaning happily as Jason gives her breast the attention she desired. She runs her hands through his hear to encourage him to continue to kiss and suck on her breast. She was still horny as hell, but right now this wasn't too bad.<br/><br/>114:<br/>Elsa's gentle guidance of Jenna's movements did have one side effect after a few moments: Jason's cock slipped loose from Jenna's pussy. Whatever sound it might have made on its own was buried behind Elsa's purr of delight at it's much-wider girth.<br/><br/>She lowered her head, all but pushing the top of her head between Jenna's legs to get to his cock, excitedly lapping up the liquid proof of their pleasure like a hungry cat presented with cream.<br/><br/>With a few extra inches to work with Jason more fully relaxed, one hand roughly kneading Jenna's unoccupied nipple, the other pressing between her shoulder blades as he suckled with a practiced motion that said he'd done it before.<br/><br/>Once Elsa announced her first task complete with a satisfied giggle she proceeded to slide his entire oversized head effortlessly between her lips, licking at it's underside and intent on causing another simultaneous orgasm, this time for herself.<br/><br/>It was moments after the enthusiastic slurping sounds filled the air that two of Elsa's nimble fingers slid into the hungry void that was Jenna's pussy, her thumb playing with the girl's clit.<br/><br/>She balanced well enough that her other hand reached down to finger herself and the shadow of a very long, very powerful orgasm soon lit up both Jenna and Jason's mind's eyes, cascading over them like a waterfall.<br/><br/>It had been perhaps two minutes since they'd first orgasmed as warm, thick ropes of cum again erupted from Jason and the bed shuddered madly as what was once a couple aided by a supernatural girl was, for that brief instant, one orgasming organism<br/><br/><br/>115:<br/>Jenna had leaned forward and after a few moments felt Jason's cock slip out of her. Sad, but it happened. She is surprised by Elsa's eagerness to get to it, and where exactly her head is placed.<br/><br/>Her attention goes back to Jason as he suckles and kneads her breast, obviously talented in the skills. She moans in enjoyment and encouragement.<br/><br/>She vaguely hears Elsa start to suck in Jason's cock, before she feels the intrusion to her pussy. She squeals and wiggles before settling down to let the Dryad do as she wished, as it felt oh so good.<br/><br/>Everything was going good, until they all orgasmed at the same time, a heavenly accomplishment. Jenna shudders as waves of pleasure rupple through her, and she can feel the effect on the other two as well.<br/><br/>116:<br/>Jason drifted down from the latest orgasm and smiled to himself. He was still horny, and he could tell by the look in Jenna's eyes, so was she, even as Elsa continued to work her digital magic and the effects bled through to her own mind.<br/>"I take it, Elsa that you'll need no further coaxing to use some of your essense on both of us, hm? Just a touch for her, though."<br/><br/>Elsa needed no encouragement as she lifted her head off his cock at last and licked her lips. "Of course," she purred. She gasped an instant later as the hand that was pleasuring herself plunged deep for a moment before pulling away coated in something akin to thick honey. She repositioned herself just enough to rub most of it on his cock and balls, before sliding the hand up into Jenna as it traded places with her other hand in a smooth motion such that nothing would be missed.<br/><br/>Jason felt a rush of energy, but not one tinged with pleasure. Need was one word, hunger, another. His balls warmed under Elsa's touch and began to swell, and his cock did the same, lengthening and thickening beyond what even the most genetically-gifted male could hope to have as her free hand and lips went back to work on it. The tingling sensation didn't do anything to slake Jason's hunger. His breath quickened and his heart raced. In his head he knew this was going to be fulfilled soon, but he had to, no, Needed. to take the girl whose eyes he was staring into at this moment. She was going to be his.<br/>A leg twitched as he tried to move, but Elsa's shifting told him she wasn't done working her magic yet. He needed to mount her. Use her.<br/><br/>At the same moment Elsa's two fingers inside Jenna became three, then four, the girl's pussy stretching inside her, making itself more elastic. And the need. the all-consuming void that was already there intensified by the moment to the point of distraction that even Jason could feel a shadow of. He knew, and Elsa knew, that where her magic would stop making tehir physical bodies reflect the growing needs inside them, would be the point their collective frustrations threw Elsa off the bed.<br/><br/>117:<br/>Jenna was very horny still, and was wanting so much more. She listens as Jason makes a comment about just a little of Elsa's essence for her.Good idea in her opinion.<br/><br/>She couldn't see what it was that Elsa was doing, but could feel it. A small change of hands, two finger back inside her, with some sort of thick fluid. It was a strange feeling, but not unpleasant. It fired up her needs, wants and desires, ramping up her energy level even higher. She could feel Jason below her breathing heavier, then she felt Elsa's fingers start to stretch her pussy, something she didn't think was possible.<br/><br/>Jenna stares down into James' eyes, wanting to fuck so badly. Amy position at all, all of them.<br/>She just wanted to feel him inside her, filling her with his cock, and with his seed.<br/><br/>118:<br/>Jason bucked his hips again, a groan escaping his lips as he felt himself swell beyond the limits of what was possible for a mere mortal like him. He took in several large breaths, trying to contain himself, letting Elsa's magic work through him. The need intensified from a primitive need, to an all-encompassing fire before too long and, in a bout of frustration and a burst of strength his normal self would find intimidating... he sat up, grabbed Jenna, lifted her clear off of him, shoving Elsa unceremoniously tumbling off the edge of the bed as he stood, man-handling Jenna like a sack of flour, his hands moving from holding her ribs to her hips such that her ass was thrust high in the air for him, her arms splayed out in front of her cradling her chest against the bed.<br/><br/>He needed no additional leverage or gui, and rammed a cock as thick and as long as his forearm slid balls-deep in a single smooth motion into Jenna's newly-elasticized pussy whist stretched and rebounded around it as he bottomed out, his enormous balls slapping between her legs.<br/>His breathing was ragged, but steady as he got lost in the sensations. He needed her. Needed to fill her. He bend his legs, arching his hips away from her for an instant as the head of his member almost slipped free before another fast twitch of his arms and legs again slammed their hips together in another powerful thrust. It was only after the third mega-thrust that he changed his hand position, bending slightly over her to put his hands on her shoulders, hands dangerously close to choking her as he pulled her down, his thrusts trading stroke length for speed and depth.<br/><br/>119:<br/>Jenna wasn't feeling the effects like Jason was, and was surprised when Jason lifts her up and tosses Elsa on the floor. She was worried about the girl, but didn't have any time to process the thought. She was unceremoniously dropped on the bed, her ass in the air and her chest and face against the bed. Hell Jason was getting rough. She moves onto her forearms so she can breath.<br/><br/>Just as she got settled, Jason's huge cock rammed into her. She let's out a moan as it fills her stretching her pussy as it entered her, his balls hitting her thighs. Oh fuck, that felt so good..... She was soon moaning louder as she wanted more, moving one of his hands around to play with her massive breasts. She forgot all about Elsa being thrown off the bed, or anything else that had happened. Her focus was her needy and throbbing pussy that was being stretched by Jason's massive cock that drilled into her relentlessly.<br/><br/>120:<br/>As she moved his hands to her breasts he needed no further prompting to lift her body clear off the bed, wedging her torso between his elbows and roughly grabbing her breasts to move her up and down the length of his cock with an animalistic aggression he'd be surprised at if he could think. Nothing mattered except filling her. It took only a few minutes for the first orgasm to credendo over him, a pint's worth of hot seed surging into Jenna's stretched pussy. he didn't even slow down, he merely roared in triumph as his cock got even harder as round two wore on.<br/>More minutes passed and his relentless fury slowed. He spun her around, Elsa stepping in to move her legs about as he turned her around in the span of three long, slow strokes until Jenna's back was cradled in his hands. He pushed her to his own chest, bouncing her with his hips and hands.<br/><br/>Elsa, meanwhile, was observant more than anything. One hand was perpetually pleasuring herself, the other caressing his body, or Jenna's here and there as they went.<br/><br/>121:<br/>Jenna is surprised to be lifted off the bed, she was horny, but not as much as Jason was. She feels him using his hold on her breasts to thrust her up and down on his cock.<br/>And then he was cumming in her, and she feels him fill her up with his seed. But it doesn't stop there. He keeps going, thrusting into her again and again. Elsa helps her as he spins here while they fuck, until they are chest to chest. She leans in and kisses him as he kkeeps pounding into her, feeling the occasional brush of Elsa's hand across her body.<br/><br/>122:<br/>Jenna is surprised to be lifted off the bed, she was horny, but not as much as Jason was. She feels him using his hold on her breasts to thrust her up and down on his cock.<br/>And then he was cumming in her, and she feels him fill her up with his seed. But it doesn't stop there. He keeps going, thrusting into her again and again. Elsa helps her as he spins here while they fuck, until they are chest to chest. She leans in and kisses him as he kkeeps pounding into her, feeling the occasional brush of Elsa's hand across her body.<br/><br/>123:<br/>Jenna didn't cum anymore, but that was okay. Twice in one night was a surprise itself. She curls up and sleeps as she is moved and bathed, full of memories, cum and maybe even ideas. She would not be too terribly surprised to find them in her own bed in the morning, she was learning things could be very weird, but very much normal.<br/><br/>Jenna stirs in the morning, body aching like she got ran over by a truck. She doesn't want to move, but she has to because her throat feels like sandpaper. She sits up, rubbing her eyes and taking the cup gratefully before she starts to drain it of it's contents. She had sat up to be facing Jason, not that she even was looking his way. She stumbles out of bed when the cup was empty, needing the bathroom.<br/><br/>124:<br/>Jason sat up, drank up, staggered his way to his own bathroom and took a long, much-needed shower. Elsa tended to Jenna and encouraged the girl to do the same before disappearing.<br/><br/>By the time both of them were out of the shower Elsa had conjured up a breakfast fit for royalty: piles of pancakes, eggs, bacon and steaming hot carafes of coffee. Jason wandered to the kitchen, attracted by the odor of food, with only a bathrobe about himself. Elsa was already at the table, wearing an apron and little else, eating her way through a stack of pancakes taller than her head. "Good morning, Master Jason," she said between bites. "As promised, breakfast!"<br/><br/>Jason smiled, accepting a plate piled high with bacon, sat down and eyed the door to Jenna's room, already having planned their first real day out.<br/><br/>125:<br/>Jenna takes her own steaming shower with little encouragement. Oh, was she sore all over. Now all she could think about was a nice massage.<br/><br/>Her shower lasted quite a bit longer, they didn't seem to run out of hot water, so she basked in it. She finally forces herself out of the bliss and finds a bathrobe to pull on. She then makes her way to the table where she begins feasting on bacon, bacon and more bacon, occasionally adding a pancake in the mix. She drinks water, not really caring for the taste of coffee. She didn't notice anyone else at the table or greet them, she was focused on shoveling food in her mouth.<br/><br/>126:<br/>II: Freya's Tavern<br/><br/>The morning past. While Jason was technically on leave he was never one to take it well. He'd decided he'd take her out for the evening once the later afternoon rolled around. He'd told her to dress to 'go out' and otherwise left Jenna and Elsa alone, returning to his old quarters to retrieve his personal effects. In their haste to set the two of them up, they'd not scheduled for a move, nor was he really prepared for one. It took him the better half of the day, even after such a massive breakfast, to haul even a bedroom's worth of personal items across town given he had to get creative and borrow the pallet-sized cart Ria used to move bulk materials in and out of her shop. It also gave him ample opportunity to arrange their evening away from prying eyes.<br/>It gave the two women time to get to know each other and Elsa took the opportunity to show off her skills at various board games whilst deflecting any questions asked about where they were going or what, exactly they'd be doing.<br/>'He has a good plan' was all she'd admit to with a mischievous smile.<br/><br/>It was three before Jason returned with the last of three loads of stuff, the last pile of boxes containing old movies, books, and his wall decor, some of which had clearly not been packed properly. He rolled it into his room, already packed with more boxes he'd need to unpack (he hated unpacking!), wiped the sweat from his brow and smiled at the two girls on the couch. Elsa hadn't bothered getting out of the apron all day, and had a map of the city on the table in front of them. Even this many years on, he still didn't know why they went the sensible route and laid the city out like New York. But, he had to admit, the ring of nearly-unbroken parkland that made it so everywhere you went you were no more than three blocks from some park or another was certainly a nicety.<br/><br/>"So," he said, leaning against the doorframe. "We," he gestured to Jenna," have a date tonight. I managed to get us a table at Freya's. It's, ah..." his voice trailed off for a moment, "it's, well," his voice trailed off, "it's one of the more upscale establishments here, but it'll give you a good idea what we're all about. It's the kind of place you dress up to go to."<br/><br/>127:<br/>Jenna hadn't understood what took him so long with moving things around, and why she couldn't be told what is was that they would be doing. She lost almost every board game, which she soon got bored of. She wanders around their apartment, bored out of her mind.<br/>When Elsa wasn't looking, she slipped out the door and down the stairs, escaping to the nearest park. Which luckily wasn't all that far away. She laid back in the grass, enjoying the warmth of the sun as she slowly dozed off. Elsa found her and dragged her back to the apartment, ignoring her protests. Which was where Jason found them at 3.<br/><br/>Elsa was showing her the map of the city, and she was looking at all of the parks that were available, oh she couldn't wait to go see them! She looks up at a sweaty but still hot James as he starts to speak. A date was nice, at Freya's? Nice name, but the place sounded more and more suspicious as he described it. She only had the one fancy dress, so of course she would be wearing it. Was this really a good idea?<br/><br/>128:<br/>Elsa scowled in near-disapproval at Jenna's lack of response, then stood and smiled at Jason. "She'd love to go out, she already took it upon herself to visit the park," her toine was full of disapproval, but she wasstill grinning as if she unofficially approved.<br/>Jason quirked an eyebrow at Jenna, then managed a smile. "Really. Hm, well we'll forgo formal charges this time," he said with a chuckle, "no paperwork before dinner. Let's say we head out in 20? We'll take a walk through the park on the way."<br/><br/>129:<br/>"Formal charges?" Jenna looks scared when that is mentioned. She didn't think heading out to the park was that big of a deal... but apparently it was. FUCK! She slouches down on the couch, ignoring the rest of what he said in favor of seeing what exactly she did wrong.<br/><br/>130:<br/>Jason winced and all but ran over to her. "Oh! Shit," he knelt beside her, "sweetie, I... it was just a bit of cop humor, I..." he grumbled as Elsa beat him to her side and locked her in a protective embrace. "I forgot that you..." His voice trailed off and he sat on the floor, defeated. "That it might strike a nerve," he said flatly to his knees.<br/><br/>131:<br/>Jenna watches how Jason reacts, how he looks as panicked as she felt, and as he tried to explain what he meant. Else hugs her, leaving him on the floor. She wasn't really in trouble, he looked so sad that he made her feel that way. She reaches out and strokes his hair. "i'm not in trouble." She says slowly, tasting the words in her mouth.<br/>She pets his hair. "I will have to get used to the way things are now." She says softly. Jenna felt bad for making Jason feel bad.<br/><br/>132:<br/>Jason rsted a hand on her shoulder, which is all the twitchy Elsa would let him do as she hugged Jenna protectively. "We both will," he sais softly, internally slapping himself for making such an off the cuff and very inappropriate, for the company, remark. "I should have known better. Do you forgive me?"<br/><br/>133:<br/>Jenna untangles herself from Elsa and slides into his lap. "Of course i forgive you. It's not your fault." She kisses him tenderly. "Now, shall we get ready for a fun night out?" She asks with a smile, waiting for him to reply. She hoped she didn't upset him too much.<br/><br/>134:<br/>His reply was to reach out and gently cup her face bfeore pulling her in for a wordless, apologetic kiss. He broke it after a moment and Elsa stood down the planet-busting death glare she'd been throwing at him.<br/><br/>135:<br/>Jenna smiles and kisses back happily, pleased that things were back to normal. She springs up and heads to her room to get ready, dragging Elsa along by the arm.<br/><br/>136:<br/>Elsa gasped as she was carried away, or nearly so, and Jason disappeared into his room to finish getting ready.<br/>When they reached her room Elsa finally spoke. "He... he's really sorry," she whispered.<br/><br/>137:<br/>"Yes he is." Jenna is grinning and hums softly as she messes with the tablet and stones, trying to remember how to work everything. Really, you think there would be an easier way to go about it than this.<br/><br/>138:<br/>Elsa grabbed the tablet and placed the stones firmly in Jenna's hands. "We need to get you an AURA," she said, tapping the side of her head near one eye. "augmented reality, it's all up here," she flew through the prompts and options and set the little black dress to render on Jenna's body and let out a soft 'hmmph' as the goo did its thing, giving the girl both the dress and the red lips and eyeshadow to go with it in the span of a few seconds.<br/>"THere, who needs 20 minutes?" Elsa chirped.<br/><br/>139:<br/>"Me, still have to do my hair." Jenna says. She wasn't thrilled about the idea of something in her eye. She starts on her hair. Elsa was nice at times, but seemed too comfortable with the technology.<br/><br/>140:<br/>Elsa blinked in confusion, having forgotten such a thing. The girl's shimmering purple locks were, in Elsa's opinion, already quite nice. Then again, most dryads like her had naturally-wavy, wild hair that needed little tending and that's how they liked it.<br/>She let Jenna to her own devices and returned to the living room where Jason waited, dressed in pressed dress slacks and a dark red dress shirt, his black shoes polished to a mirror finish. Elsa stopped in her tracks as she admired how his form filled out the well-tailored outfit and smiled at him.<br/>"Have fun tonight," she mused, going back to her usual housework. "Will you be bringing someone new home?"<br/>Jason gave her a wicked grin, "Oh, perhaps," he said, looking out the window at the streets below. "you'll have to ask Alyssa," he said as he waited for his date to be ready.<br/><br/>141:<br/>Jenna spends 20 minutes being frustrated. She comes out to the living room, hair so not how she wanted it. Elsa would be happy with how it was, but Jenna had tried to put it up. Every time she tried, it failed epically. So here she was, in the living room, fuming. She didn't even look at the one person who would make her feel better. She slouches down on the couch. If she looked up at Jason, she would have felt better just by how good he looks.<br/><br/>142:<br/>Jason saw Jenna pace in and outof her room and on the third time finally intercepted the poor girl after she slouched on the couch. He knelt in front of her, looked her in the eyes, brushed a strand of vibrantly-colored hair from her face and said. "you look fantastic," and gently gripped a hand before standing back up to beckon her to her feet.<br/><br/>143:<br/>Jenna looks up and into his eyes as he says she looks fantastic. She didn't think so, but he looked very nice. She nods and stands when he gently tugs her to her feet. "You look wonderful." She tells him, letting him lead her out the door and down to the front of the building. As they walked, she felt better.<br/><br/>144:<br/>It took a brief hop on a stretcar to get where they were going, but the place was easy to see coming. Freyas was for all intents and purposes, a major landmark at a major intersection with brightly-lit signs proclaiming live music was afoot. A velvet rope snaked out an 'in' door and along the building with a very large, very attentive, very sharply-dressed man standing guard as if the place was soon to be expecting a crowd.<br/><br/>Jason stepped up. "Jason Rsines," he said to the bouncer, who stepped aside wordlessly and opened the door.<br/>Jason ushered Jenna inside ahead of him.<br/><br/>Past a small vestibule guarded by a dryad at a hostess' stand was the restaurant. The main level ended abruptly in a horshshoe balcony lined with tables and looked out 20 feet below to a dance floor spanning the width of the lower level with a stage at the open end of the balcony, a jazz quartet playing a cover of a mid-2000's alt-rock song led by a crooning redhead in a slinky dress to a few dozen onlookers standing with cocktails on the dance floor. The whole place was decked out in rustic wood and looked much older than it was. Opposite the stage above where they stood was a balcony, the steps leading up to it guarded by another man in black. Jason stepped up to him and again said his name. The second man stepped aside and again Jason beckoned Jenna up the stairs. "Shall we?" he asked.<br/><br/>The restaurant wasn't full by any means, the low din of conversations muffling the music slightly. Most of the patrons were pairs of men and women, but there were a few solo people, mostly women, making the rounds at either of the lower level's bars. Most of them had a glowing wristband showing a handful of colors and strategically placed unobtrusive signs showed the keys to the colors.<br/><br/>The upper level had larger tables, its own, smaller bar, couches and more comfortable places to sit and was definitely the 'VIP' area. A uniformed dryad, dressed in a white dress with a royal-purple satin sash about her waist, the whole thing looking rather medieval, save for the tablet in her hand, greeted Jenna first. "Welcome, Miss Alyssa, to Freya's," she motioned to a couch, "may I get you or your companion anything?<br/><br/>145:<br/>Jenna follows Jason, looking around at the scenery. Their destination was nothing she expected, a large, brightly lit place that looked like should have had a huge crowd in front of it. There was even a velvet rope and a guard. She winks at the man as she passes, he was nice looking. Jenna walked ahead of Jason, swaying her ass as she did so.<br/>Her jaw drops as she sees the whole restaurant. It was incredible! it looked old, it had a band and a dance floor, and places to eat and watch the dancers below. She was suddenly nervous about the cost.<br/><br/>Jenna head up the stairs at Jason's request. She looks down over the restaurant, figuring it was early, and later on everything would pick up to full swing. She tries to read one of the signs that explained the bracelets she spotted on some women's arms, but she was ushered along and didn't get the chance. Well, that just meant Jason would have to explain them to her.<br/><br/>She sees the upper level and she stops breathing. This was crazy expensive, and she looks back at Jason, panicking. "We can't afford this!" She hisses in his ear, oblivious to the pretty dryad who was asking her about their drinks. She starts to head back the way they had come, wanting to at least get down a level, if not find a whole new place to eat at.<br/><br/>146:<br/>Jason cleared his throat discreetly. "One," he pointed at the stage, Haley owed me a favor for setting her up with Ria, two, I've been waiting for an excuse to come here for a very long time, and three, they've got the best fondue in the city, or so the chief keeps telling me," he said in a stage whisper at her, all but stopping her by force.<br/><br/>147:<br/>"Oh..." Jenna blushes and comes back to his side. "I'm sorry Jason. Overreacted..." She sits where she had been instructed to and waits for Jason to order the drinks. She was very embarrassed about what had happened, but she had been in a situation before where they went out somewhere nice, and then they hadn't been able to pay for the meal. It was an unpleasant experience.<br/><br/>148:<br/>He could guess her reasons given her former life, and this was certainly an upscale establishment.<br/>A few moments after he settled back into the comfortable couch next to her a waitress appeared, a short, round blonde in a black dress and a waist apron. She held out two wrist bands, each straight, two-inch band had a mirrored-black finish like a screen that was off. Jason took one without thinking and passed the other to Jenna.<br/>"Can I get you anything?" the girl with the nametag 'Moira' said, leaning in, her low neckline giving both of them a nice eyeful of her deep, soft cleavage.<br/>Jason slipped the wristband over his left wrist and slapped it. The band made a small pop and slipped around his wrist, fitting snugly before lighting up. A sequential pattern of color swatches glowed: black, pink, emerald, lime, the colors circling his wrist every 30 seconds or so. "She," he gestured to Jenna, "is new in town, no preferences set, would you mind?"<br/>THe girl smiled and rounded the table to perch herself of the edge of the sofa-like seat opposite them. She pulled a small tablet from a pocket and started tapping. Jenna's bracelet lit up and ran through a test cycle. "We use the standard color codes," she showed Jenna the key as she spoke, "they indicate what you like, what you are and if you're available, and tell us if you're too out of it to consent to something," she said in a practiced delivery, "pink for girls, blue for boys, purple for anything between," she said, "white means you're submissive, black, dominant and checkerboard, switchy." she took a quick breath and tapped the tablet again, "yellow means you're new in town, lime is a wildcard that says anything goes, burgundy means you're taken or not interested, and emerald and silver mean you are, are open to or after dryads or cybernetics, respectively. The bracelet will also flash orange when you've gotten too drunk, stoned or otherwise enebriated to consent." She leaned back, "cool, huh?"<br/><br/>Jason leaned over. "It's so you know what someone's into before you say hello, saves a lot of time," he said.<br/><br/>149:<br/>Jenna takes the bracelet, confused. She watches as Jason slaps his on and it starts to light up. She listens as the colors are described, watching Jason's bracelet and matching the color to what is stands for. Black - Dominant. Pink - Girls. Emerald - Dryads. And Lime for anything goes.<br/><br/>"How many colors can we have? And is there one that means I just don't know?" Those were the important questions. She'd pick white for submissive, because she didn't think she was anything else. And then blue for boys and yellow for new in town. It was certainly a cool system, though she'd have difficulty remembering all the color codes at first. She hoped there was a color that meant "I don't know what the hell I am doing or what I like."<br/><br/><br/>150:<br/>Moira shrugged. "all of them, i suppose," she said, "but that's what the lime is for, if its by itself anyway. With others it assumes you're open to anything other suggest. if you're as new as i think you are," she glanced at Jason and poked at her tablet. Jenna's band lit up glowing white, blue, emerald, and yellow. "there," she said, "I hope I got it right, you can always change it later, just remember to turn in your bands when you leave." She stood up and flipped her tablet to a new page. "now then, what can I get you?" she asked.<br/><br/>Jason smirked. "An old fashioned, and," he mused for a moment, "something to go with them," he said, not noticing the menu the waitress had dropped on the table. e was too busy distracted by the view down her dress. She clearly wasn't fazed.<br/><br/>151:<br/>Jenna watches her bracelet flip to the appropriate colors. "Those are correct." She listens to Jason order, he would know what to get. She didn't know what it was, but she trusted he did. She smacks him as he oogles the waitresses breasts. "Hey!"<br/><br/>152:<br/>Jason flinched, then leaned over to wrap an arm around her shoulders apologetically. He looked at her in apology for an instant, "do you drink?" he asked. back home she was barely 'of age' here, nobody cared so long as the band wasn't orange.<br/>Moira just giggled as she waited for the order, her slightly impatient posture and twisting lips making it clear she had something she wanted to say but was too polite to do so.<br/><br/>153:<br/>Jenna relaxes into his arm once it was around her. "Sure I do." It didn't matter her age, there had always been a way to get alcohol back home. She focuses on the man beside her, not the waitress who wants to say something.<br/><br/>154:<br/>He made a 'go on' gesture at her before pointing his nose at the drink menu. He gave up waiting after another second or two, locking eyes with the waitress. "your house brew, then," he said with a shrug before turning to look at Jenna, "I assume, just a beer for now?" he asked, clearly sounding as if he didn't want to step on any toes.<br/><br/>155:<br/>Jenna shrugs. "I trust you to decide what's good here." She hadn't been drinking enough to develop a preference yet. Though for the most part she wasn't a fan of beer. She remained possessive, dropping a hand onto his thigh.<br/><br/>156:<br/>"Ah, the house red, then," he said to moira, picking the safest bet for the girl he didn't know that well yet.<br/>Moira nodded. "I'll have it up in just a moment," she said, turning on one heel and leaving the table.<br/>Jason leaned forward and pointed down at the stage at the redhead. "She's the one who got me in here," he said, pointing out the tall, curvaceous redhead.<br/><br/>157:<br/>Jenna studies the woman on stage. "You must have had a hell of a night together." Was her comment.<br/>The woman was stunning, and her voice hypnotic. She listened to her sing her song, drawn in by her voice.<br/><br/>158:<br/>"Three wonderful weeks, actually," he said, " a few years ago. She tours a lot and needed a place to stay while she was working on an album. I introduced her to Ria and, well..." he gestured to the singer again, "the dress is hers."<br/><br/>159:<br/>She could never compete with that woman. "well she looks lovely and sings so well too. So why did she help you get in?" She was dying of curiosity. Had the sex been that good? Was it as simple the woman getting one of Ria's dresses? She gets possessive of Jason when she sees Moria coming back.<br/><br/>160:<br/>Jason leaned into Jenna as the waitress deposited a carafe of red wine and a glass, and a round cocktail glass with something golden-brown in it. She took her leave without a word.<br/>"I told you, I introduced her to Ria. Ria gave her a dress and in return got some scars down her back thanks to Hayley's nails from one hell of an orgasm. She came to me the next day and told me if I ever wanted to come see her sing, wherever, whenever, that I could. I just hadn't taken her up on it until now."<br/><br/>161:<br/>She watches the waitress leave quietly. Good. She frowns but nods as Jason speaks. "Oh. OOOOHHH!" Her eye widen as she understands what happened.<br/>Holy cow, that was a huge offer for a little introduction. But that sex must have been mind-blowing. She pours herself some wine and sips it.<br/><br/>162:<br/>She watches the waitress leave quietly. Good. She frowns but nods as Jason speaks. "Oh. OOOOHHH!" Her eye widen as she understands what happened.<br/>Holy cow, that was a huge offer for a little introduction. But that sex must have been mind-blowing. She pours herself some wine and sips it.<br/><br/>163:<br/>The wine was surprising, but overall, it was good.<br/>"To introductions." She clinks her glass to his. "So what is an old-timey?" She asks, remembering him order that.<br/><br/>164:<br/>"Old Fashioned," he corrected, "bourbon, a little bitters and orange with a touch of sugar," he said, taking another sip and licking his lips, "Pegasus Reserve, I believe" he said, recognizing the flavor. "He blinked at her for a second, "they distill it in town. I, ah, have a thing for whisky," he said, blushing slightly.<br/>The singer finished her set and disappeared after a round of applause from the crowd. The band played on and Jason turned his attention back to his date. "Have you figured out what you might want to do here?" he asked, not expecting an answer, but it did get her mind off his past. He'd certainly have to ease her into 'normal'.<br/><br/>165:<br/>"Old Fashioned," he corrected, "bourbon, a little bitters and orange with a touch of sugar," he said, taking another sip and licking his lips, "Pegasus Reserve, I believe" he said, recognizing the flavor. "He blinked at her for a second, "they distill it in town. I, ah, have a thing for whisky," he said, blushing slightly.<br/>The singer finished her set and disappeared after a round of applause from the crowd. The band played on and Jason turned his attention back to his date. "Have you figured out what you might want to do here?" he asked, not expecting an answer, but it did get her mind off his past. He'd certainly have to ease her into 'normal'.<br/><br/>166:<br/>He hummed in the affirmative. "Right, he said, his free hand gesturing alongside his head. "dryad haze," he mused, "I may just see if I can make an introduction, I'll bet Haley knows someone," he looked around their loft as more well-dressed figures ascended the stairs, mostly alone, though none were the redhead. "Or there's someone here. you never know."<br/>He rested the arm with his wristband on the back of his chair, as it showing off a little. "As for the drink, bourbon is a type of whisky, from corn, though, strictly speaking, this isn't bourbon because it's not from the right place in Kentucky. Don't ask me why, them's the rules, I guess."<br/><br/>167:<br/>Jenna nods as he explains. That made sense. He had gotten a full dose last night. She Looks around, seeing who all made their way up here. She didn't notice him showing off his bracelet. The redhead never appeared, but she studied the bracelets of those who passed. Oh! Handsome man, his bracelet was purple, checkered, emerald and lime.<br/>She focused on him, and didn't hear a word Jason said about bourbon and whiskey and what was what. He had a nice ass. Wait! She couldn't think like that! She had a date, sitting next to her. She tries to focus on him, especially as remembers how she had been mad at him earlier.<br/><br/>168:<br/>The man with the bracelet barely noticed her, his eyes focused on someone else at the bar, another man, it looked like, and the two well-dressed figures embraced a few moments later before sitting down at their own table to talk.<br/>Another man passed them by in a suit and tie, his bracelet checkered, pink and silver. He had striking square jaw and silvered hair, looking older but distinguished and stood out in a sea of young faces. He made eye contact with Jenna and smiled.<br/>The moment was interrupted when Jason's phone rang. He pulled the device, looked at the display and frowned in confusion., "Max?" he muttered before looking up, "excuse me, someone from work." he stood up and hovered a few feet from the table, pressing his other hand to his ear. "What's up, Max?"<br/>Jason's face frowned as Max told him a tale of a dinner party gone wrong due to three of the four guests being pulled away by a crisis at their office, and the fact they needed a huge favor.<br/>"I can't, I just got Aly--" he was cut off and clucked his tongue. "that bad? Well, I wouldn't want to run afoul of the ministry. We're at Freya's, VIP lounge, I'll tell them you're coming. How soon?"<br/>Another pregnant pause as he waited for the other man to fill in the details. "Ten minutes? Got it. Okay," another pause, "I'll have Elsa run over there, then. See ya." He hung up the phone and sat back down.<br/><br/>Jason leaned over his phone and fired off a text before looking up at Jenna. "There's been a complication," he said, his brow furrowing in concentration before he hit 'send' and slipped the phone back in a pocket. "A friend from work just texted, seems one of his friends was playing host to--" He paused, trying to explain it. How to explain an objectification kink taken to a logical extreme. "There's a department around here job is to make fantasies come true. Don't ask me how, but they managed to put a girl's mind in some of that grey goo we use for clothes for a few days or a week and well, the couple she was paired up with just got called into work for who knows how long. The ministry has contingencies for situations like this and, well, I guess I'm on a backup list somewhere." He fibbed a little, reminding himself to not let Max live this city-sized favor down. He was on a backup list, it was one of those things someone in his profession was expected to do in a pinch.<br/><br/>He leaned back. "Well, I wanted to show you just how things worked around here, and it seems the city's penchant for the bizzarre is coming to be a houseguest for a little bit," he mused, polishing off his drink and flagging down the waitress.<br/>Moira came over and they exchanged a few nods. She touched his arm and smiled. "You got it, sir," she said, buzzing away a moment later.<br/><br/>Another round of drinks came in a few moments and a few moments after that a stocky black man in a suit ascended the stairs, a small statue in his hand. He stopped at the table and set the figurine on the table. By all appearances, a 6-inch or so Geisha doll. Jason got up and exchanged words with the man for a moment, who pulled a wand from a pocket. Jason took the short wooden device and examined it for a moment, finding a few trigger buttons on it with his fingers. "Think and click huh?" he mused, "shouldn't be hard." He silently cursed the thing, shook hands with Max, and sat down. The newcomer smiled warmly at Jenna and sat down across from them.<br/><br/>Down on the stage, the redhead singer returned and the band struck up another jazz cover of an old rock song as Jason waved the wand and reanimated Lilly.<br/>Max took the lead and gestured at the tiny girl not much taller than the Jenna's wine glass. "Alyssa, hm?" he made eye contact with Jenna, then looked at the statue, "Lilly. She wants to be treated as a toy, so indulge her, and she'll indulge you," he said.<br/><br/><br/>169:<br/>Jenna sighs as the man embraces another man and they sit down to talk. Looks like that was going nowhere. She looks around the room and makes eye contact with a striking older looking man. She smiles in response to his, and sees his bracelet. She casually flashes hers, then hears Jason's phone ring. She looks at him as he answers the phone, the man forgotten.<br/><br/>She tries to make out what he was saying, the words she caught didn't help at all. Max, ministry, Max coming here. As if she didn't have enough on her plate! She was still getting used to this world, and here someone was, complicating shit! Max was the one doing this to her. She decided to hate him. He would be here in 10 minutes, and for some reason Elsa would be going somewhere.<br/><br/>She looks at Jason expectantly when he sits, wanting an answer. A complication? No shit! She had wanted a night out with Jason, quietly figuring things out. Now that was ruined. Wait what? Was she hearing this right?! She doesn't speak, trying to wrap her head around the idea. A girl's mind was melded with goo.... the same goo she was wearing?! And back-up list? Oh no, he was about to tell her they were getting that weird... well whatever it was. And there it was. He just said that they would be getting it. "So we are getting a girl that turns into a blob?" She finally asks.<br/><br/>She finishes the rest of her wine quickly, she needed time to process all of this. She watches Moira come and go, unsure of what went on between the two. She takes the next drink set in front of her, drinking it as she glances around the room once more. She doesn't pay attention to who she sees. She stares at the black man who set a figurine on the table, then bends to examine it closer, picking it up and turning it around.<br/><br/>Oh, how cute! A little Geisha doll! She wonders where the girl is. She glances up to see Jason take the wand, wondering what it did. She saw the men shake hands and then sit down. The man smiled at Jenna, but she didn't smile back. This must be Max, and she hated him. She yelps and drops the girl in her hand when she wiggles, staring down at her as Max introduces her as Lilly. She barely hears him tell her how to treat her, she gingerly pokes the girl/doll/toy/goo with a finger.<br/><br/>170:<br/>Lilly heavily blushed as now she was faced with a new friend. She was not too sure about how she ended up here or what happened to her old mistress, but she was happy to see the new face. In all honestly her memory was fairly limited, time seeming to fly while she spent time transformed. One moment she was wrapped around someone's waist and now she was sitting on a table, being poked like the Pillsbury doughboy. It was a ticklish experience though, causing the small woman to chuckle as she approached the new woman.<br/><br/>Waving upwards, she would flash a large smile. A mixture of bliss and excitement crossed her face while words flowed from her lips. "A-am I free to speak to her? She looks really pretty..." This was the first time that the woman broke her orders to remain silent...and she couldn't help but continue to break rule after rule. Jumping off of the table to land in the woman's lap with a soft thud, the woman would be met with Lilly firsthand. She seemed lovable enough, cuddling up between the woman's legs while not bothering to look up to gauge her reaction.<br/><br/>She was like a pet and she certainly had found her new home. "Hello, I am...well I am Lilly! I am not sure why master or mistress took me here but...I mean I am happy to see you!" She knew that a punishment was looming overhead...and unless fate had saved her in one way or another it was going to be a big one. "W-well...before master punishes me I might as well enjoy myself." That was when she wiggled herself into a lovely positon on the woman's thighs and yawned, seeming to somehow take a nap on the unknown woman!<br/><br/>171:<br/>Flustered, Jason looked at the faux-napping Lilly.<br/>"Um, your Mistress is unavilable and has placed you in my care, you may speak freely," he said, trying not to lose his composure over the absurdity of the moment. He was more worried about Jenna's inevitable freakout.<br/><br/>172:<br/>Jenna almost faints as Lilly speaks to her, then apparently falls asleep on her thighs. She chugs the drinks on the table as she tries to cope with the mini-human and not embarrass Jason by making a scene. She finished the last drink and then pokes the shape on top of her thighs, before gingerly setting it atop the table to sleep. "where is the rest of her?" She asks, thinking there was no way she was actually that small, and that the rest of her had to be somewhere. She didn't think that the goo could shrink that small, and a full sized human would be very.....gooey.<br/><br/>173:<br/>Max smirked. "The rest of her is elsewhere, but that's not the part that matters. She is all there, believe me," he said, getting up. He exchanged a knowing look with Jason, who tried his best not to wince at having this dumped in his lap, or rather, Jenna's.<br/><br/>Jason leaned in to get a closer look at the tiny girl 'asleep' on the table. "Wake up," he commanded softly.<br/><br/>174:<br/>“Mm?” The small girl’s eyes fluttered open, searching her surroundings while a yawn oozed from her mouth. It was a short nap yet considering how little sleep she had gotten so far, it was nice. With those curious eyes back on Jenna, she would continue.<br/><br/>“Please tell me that she is my new mistress! She looks so amazing and she’s so soft and warm!”<br/><br/>175:<br/>Jaason blinked in confusion for a second and then shrugged. "I dunno, Alyssa," he said, using her new identity name in public. "It might be those wonderful eyes of yours but I think the doll wants you to adopt her." Nevermind that he still had the wand. It was a minor issue in the long run. He did know what Max's friends had in mind for her, and what the 'Doll' was here for.<br/><br/>He sat back and grinned wickedly, knowing he was going to break Jenna's sense of reality even more.<br/><br/>176:<br/>"Uh sure?" Jenna was so perplexed and wasn't sure how to react. And they were stuck with her anyways. She snags a drink off a passing tray and drinks it as well. She didn't even look to see what color her bracelet was now.<br/><br/>177:<br/>“Yay!” The small woman cheered, walking over to Jenna again. Her small footsteps patterned and as squeaked with excitement, the woman fully engulfed in her lovely vacation. “I promise to serve you as best as I can! What can I be for you first?” Leaning over the table, she would sue the woman over again. At this point she was accepting her nudity, finding it to be the least odd thing at the moment.<br/><br/>178:<br/>Jason scowled a little and waved the wand, producing a suitable kimono for the now very animated, and very naked miniature girl. A dress code was a dress code, no matter how small the customer, after all.<br/><br/>He looked at Jenna, then the doll and smirked. "I think you could use a new pair of shoes, Jenna," he said, taking the initiative. He waved the wand again and restored Lilly's original footwear persona. In the span of a few seconds the Geisha melted away and was replaced by a pair of four-inch stiletto heels trimmed in silver and purple gems that matched Jenna's eyes quite well.<br/><br/><br/>179:<br/>Jenna somehow hadn't noticed the nakedness of the woman until she was clothed. She watches the woman profess her desire to serve, and she wad clueless when it came to what she wanted. Though one second she was looking at a doll, the next a pair of shoes. No matter how much she had drunk, that was too much for her to handle and she promptly fainted.<br/><br/>180:<br/>Jason shot up from his seat as Jenna's bracelet went from her glowing color pallette to a strobing blue. In a matter of seconds a uniformed paramedia was bounding up the stairs with a first aid kit and knelt by her side.<br/>"Too much to drink?" the woman asked.<br/>Jason stared at Jenna's unconscious figure."Um, shock, she's new in town and I think she just overloaded."<br/><br/>The medic glared at him. "Raines, right?" she recognized him, but he didn't know her.<br/>"Yeah," he said, confirming his identity.<br/>The woman clucked her tongue, "right then," she said, pulling a vial from her pack and waving its open end around Jenna's nose. "Alyssa," she said over the din of the music. "Wake up."<br/><br/>181:<br/>Jenna hadn't been out that long, and had already been coming to. The drinks may have helped a bit, she hadn't eaten since lunch, but she mainly fainted due to shock. Seeing a person that looked like a doll, and then watching them turn into shoes in front of you, well that would do it.<br/>She stares at the woman in front of her, trying to push the vial out from under her nose. She was fine now, a little dizzy but otherwise fine. She'd just eat, and try to get things back to normal.<br/><br/>182:<br/>The medic pressed a scanning device to Jenna's arm and her frown deepened before she started packing up and touched Jennas wristband with a stylus, dismissing the flashing blue. "Eat something, and try to go easy on the wine for a little," she intoned in that commanding-yet-soothing tone a good nurse has.<br/>By this time Moira had come over, out of concern for one of her customers if nothing else, and a quick exchange between her and Jason sent her heading away to summon real food. She return moments later with a basket of warm rolls and butter, placing it on the table next to the pair of shoes.<br/>"Thanks," Jason said to her," before Moira could say anything about the need for plates, he waved the wand again at the pair of shoes, turning it into an appropriate plate and butter knife for the pieces of warm, crusty bread.<br/>The waitress just looked at him with curious eyes, "nevermind," she said in a curious but somewhat dismissive voice. She'd clearly seen stranger.<br/><br/>183:<br/>"Yes ma'am." Jenna tells her. She digs into the bread without a second thought, she hadn't even been aware of what Jason did as her focus had been on the medic. Only after she was beginning to feel better did she look for the shoes that he had made of the girl, only to find them missing.<br/>"Hey Jay, where did the shoes go?" She asks as she munches more slowly on the bread. That was her fault for drinking so much, but she hoped they would eat more than just bread, and soon. She sips on a water she was brought, heading the paramedic's advice.<br/><br/>184:<br/>Jason put the wand down and picked up the butter knife, dipping the head in the soft, half-melted herb-infused spread before slathering a slice of bread with it and putting it back on the plate. "The shoes? they're gone, for now," he said. nevermind he said nothing about where the doll was. A part of him wondered what 'Lilly' was going through about now, where her sense were. Not that he was particularly curious on more than an intellectual level; as far as he was concerned it was the perfect way to recalibrate Jenna's sense of normal.<br/><br/>185:<br/>Jenna eats the bread he prepares for her, or she assumes he prepared it for her as he set it on the plate in front of her. She didn't ask anymore about Lilly, she just focused on taking care of herself. She doesn't look up at Matt, though she does watch Jason. She wanted to make sure he approved of her actions, especially after her little breakdown.<br/><br/>186:<br/>Before Jason had a chance to reach to much of anything, another commotion down the stairs got his attention. A japanese woman had pushed her way through two bouncers, apparently an unstoppable juggernaut that was bounding up the stairs with purpose. Yet not one of them took any actual action.<br/>She stopped at their table. She was, for all intents and purposes, Lilly, though full-sized and so angry steam may as well have been shooting from her ears.<br/>"Where is she?" she asked Jason, scanning the table.<br/><br/>It took Jason all of five seconds to figure out who she was. "you're the real one, aren't you?" he asked. He was unfazed by the woman's rage and waved the wand. The plate and knife turned back into the geisha statue. "I'm sorry but Max--"<br/><br/>"Max nothing," the woman spat, "What Silvia did would have been perfectly fine if Lilly still had her own body," she snatched up the doll and pulled the wand from his hand. He didn't protest. "But she borrowed mine and wasn't authorized to take it off-plan." She sighed and calmed down slightly, looking at the bewildered Jenna. "I'm sorry about this, love, it isn't your fault, neither of you. I'll straighten this out with the ministry."<br/><br/>And with that she turned on one heel and left the way she'd come.<br/><br/>Jason blinked in bewilderment before downing what was left of his drink. "Well, I guess things are back to normal, huh?" he asked Jenna.<br/><br/>187:<br/>Jenna is staryled when the angry woman comes up. Making demands and her bread plate turned back to the statue. Well, that was unexpected. She listens to her rant and nods ahen adressed, and watches the woman leave. "Uh...yeah. That's a relief." She manages to say. She reaches for her water and finishes it.<br/><br/>188:<br/>Jason breaths as he watched the woman leave the establishment outright. "Indeed. Sometimes things around here are strange. Other times they're just outright bizarre. Like that," he mused. "Anyway, where were we before this whole mess started?"<br/>His train of thought has been permanently derailed. Moira arrived and began setting up a fondue pot, populating the soon-to-be-simmering pot with cheese and wine.<br/><br/>189:<br/>"Uh, we were talking about finding me a mentor." She sips another glass of water and watches Moira start to get them more food. "Oh, this looks yummy! " She comments.<br/>She was happy she didn't have to think about the doll anymore. That was just too much for her to handle this early.<br/><br/>190:<br/>Moira disappeared and returned with two trays of cheeses, sausages, fruits, veggies and more varieties of bread and four long skewer-like forks. "Enjoy," she said with a smile.<br/>Jason picked up a fork, stabbed an apple slice and dipped it into the molten cheese. "Right, a mentor," he looked around, "I'm sure we can find someone who can help you, especially around here."<br/><br/>He started glancing around, but didn't see anyone outright familiar. though a few did look their way. The extra forks were essentially an open invitation for company, after all. Most made eye contact with jenna and flashed their bracelets in her direction. some were women, others men.<br/><br/>191:<br/>Jenna has some bread and dips it in the cheese. "Mm, well that would be nice.'' She states before she eats the bite. "Oh, delicious!"<br/><br/>She didn't see most of the people flashing at her, though when she did and flashed back they seemed disappointed. Oh well. She sees the silver-haired man again, and waits to see if he'd look her way.<br/><br/>192:<br/>The silver-haired man nodded her way and walked over. He looked slightly older than Jason, 40 at least, especially with his hair looking like it did. His steely-gray eyes shimmered in the light, a crisp compliment to a black and white suit. He bowed and extended a hand to Jenna. Not to shake, but to take hers in hand. "may I join you, mademoiselle?" he asked.<br/><br/>193:<br/>Jenna is surprised as he comes over, and she extends her hand out to him. "I would love it if you did." She stammers surprised she sounded, well better than normal. He did look a bit old, but still was very handsome.<br/><br/>194:<br/>"Chase," he said calmly as he kissed the back of Jenna's hand. He let go before he sat down across the table from her and nodded to Jason. He looked at the fondue set, grabbed a fork and poked at a piece of meat. "Enjoying your stay in town?" he asked her.<br/><br/>195:<br/>"Je...Alyssa, and this is Jason." She catches herself. "It has been an interesting time so far...." she watches as he sits and eats. She had been surprised by the kiss, but doesn't show it. She sips on her water again, nervous.<br/><br/>196:<br/>Chase munched a cheese-coated sausage. "I see," he said after swallowing, "have you met anyone besides me who you find interesting," he case a glance at Jason. "Aside from your escort, of course."<br/><br/>197:<br/>"Well I haven't been out much." She admits. "And I'm still learning the ways of this town." She says honestly. He didn't seem to hostile towards Jason, but she couldn't tell how Jason felt towards Chase.<br/><br/>and now...