<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306314.msg15200322#msg15200322">Quote from: Keelan on 12-12-2019, 04:49:24</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Ah, voice support, excellent! Chica could work with that, yes she could. She let the thing hover, and began to dictate, figuring it best to start with the sculpture, floating visage, and etc. She also didn't specify exactly how she was able to 'see' and navigate so easily, but that wasn't really necessary for the resolution. It WAS worth noting that the events were essentially formulated to exploit her perceived weaknesses, namely her difficulty with fragile... uh... things.<br/><br/>BUT once that was done, time to focus on the party! Her cake was gone - her first dictation for the league now included bites of her taking bites, sorry-not-sorry - and so she was curious:<br/><br/>"So, what does the league usually do for birthday celebrations besides a bit of cake?" she asked, honestly curious what this party was going to be like from here. "Magically-reinforced pinatas to give them a fighting chance? Some sort of super-liquor that could actually get a goddess drunk? Strippers? Ooh, I can go to strip clubs now I just realized..."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>“It depends on a case-by-case basis,” Bowman answered. “Last time was Siren’s, where we had competitive Atlantean swimming. It was great; one of the only races Johnny Rocket lost!"<br/><br/>"Hey!" Johnny quipped. "That's because I would've drowned faster when I got tangled in that kaiju's hair!"<br/><br/>"Quills, John: fish don't have hair. Anyway, as for myself, I usually like to go rock-climbing...although I’m running out of mountains to try on Earth. Actually...we could find a nearby meteor for just that very thing. Star Knight owes me a favor, after all.”<br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><strong>Asteroid Party</strong></span></span><br/>(https://i.imgur.com/YGA5Cuy.jpg)</div><br/>Although it seemed that Bowman suggested it as much for himself as the others, there were a surprising amount of things one could do on a floating hunk of rock in space. The League members who could survive in deep space (Centuria, Dr. Metropolis, Thunderbolt) wore their usual accoutrements, although the rest had sleek space suits. And everyone was affiliated with a soundsphere-generating commlink earpiece to avoid the old adage of nobody hearing in space. In fact, the place was eerily (yet unsurprisingly) silent save for the footsteps of the League members and their chatter.<br/><br/>Space was cold. Very cold, but not uncomfortably so to Chica. The barely-existing gravity gave the sensation of walking through molasses, where even a mere step could accidentally send the body into a backwards flip. It also smelled...acrid, metallic, everywhere and not just from the nearby Spaceplane hovering around the rock and nearby smaller chunks.<br/><br/>Star Knight was carving up chunks of rock with a giant sword-shaped beam of energy, exposing a chunk of buried platinum.<br/><br/>"Do you have a permit for that?" Johnny Rocket quipped.<br/><br/>"Earth-space is autonomous territory," Star Knight answered. "Asteroid mining regulations, or lack thereof, have no authority to enforce. Besides, I'm just collecting them because they look pretty."<br/><br/>"A simple 'no' would've sufficed, you free-market entrepreneur. But that does give me an idea. La Mariposa? How big a hole can you bust through this rock? Don't worry, Star Knight will catch you if you leave orbit."<br/><br/>Star Knight looked over at him, but even with her visored uniform Chica could tell she was giving him a look.<br/><br/>Bowman smirked. "Asteroids are like rocky presents; you may find a nice and shiny treat...or a giant space worm. Joking, joking!"<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"You know... I've never been with multiple partners..." she said 'to nobody' while looking over at the Siren, biting her lip as she stared at the woman's tight ass. "Would be interesting... getting eaten out while getting fucked in the ass... two big titties to suck while someone pulls your hair from behind... mmm... can you grind it in me a little bit bella? Yeeesss..."<br/><br/>All this naughty talk was getting her a bit more hot and bothered... that and grinding herself against the older woman's groin...<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Lady Liberty said nothing, but thrusted harder as she got aroused by Chica’s dirty talk. “Wow, I’ve never...felt a woman like you,” she gasped with panted breath.<br/><br/>A shadowy presence grew behind the pair. Should Chica look back (manually or with clarivoyance) she’d notice it was Siren, still nude as ever with a hand on her hip. It was then that Lady Liberty’s pace slowed down.<br/><br/>“Errr, is everything all-”<br/><br/>“Don’t stop for little ol’ me,” Siren said as she ran a finger down the superheroine’s back. “Is there room for one more?”<br/><br/>Without waiting for an answer she closed her eyes. The ambient water seemed to...double somehow, becoming shimmering silver as a criss-cross network of strands drew themselves around both women. The sudden tightness pulled Lady Liberty back inside the younger woman, the net giving just enough movement for thrusting but little else.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">This is Siren’s Silver Net gadget. Chica can most likely break out of it with little effort (Affliction 11: Overcome by Strength, etc) if the stats matter.</div></div><br/><br/>“This silver net’s as strong as the sea itself,” Siren said with confidence as she sidled into the stall. “But it’s not the only trick I have up my sleeve…”<br/><br/>Taking a deep breath, the shower water shimmered from more ambient magic. Although there was plenty of footage (and more than a few media interviews) of Siren’s powers, even Chica would be hard-pressed to recognize this spell. Her smooth hands glided over her wet body, further and further south until she was practically touching herself.<br/><br/>Lady Liberty’s eyes widened. “S-S-Siren, I didn’t know you were into this!”<br/><br/>“I’m full of sweet surprises,” the channeler of the Loa replied as her clitoris lengthened and enlarged. In mere seconds it transformed into a hard, throbbing cock. But she did not enter from the front. Rather, she grasped both of Chica’s breasts in her hands, massaging them and tweaking the nipples, clearly getting more aroused and excited as her erection stood at full attention. Her touch was cool like the ocean, her rhythm not unlike pleasantly drifting in placid waters. Her breath was like a crisp ocean breeze as she kissed Chica, filling her lungs with vibrant life. It was almost painful when she drew back, but kneeling down her tongue went to other places. Even Lady Liberty (who didn’t stop) couldn’t help but look down at her fellow League member showing off a side of herself heretofore unseen…<br/>