Walking Disasters and Me-The Measure of Desire – Ch 54

Walking Disasters and Me-The Measure of Desire – Ch 54

Thankfully, the stalking tiger that is Samantha pawing towards me slips away in a smirk, no doubt in amusement at how flustered I was becoming. She's just so...
intense
all the time and it's doing something for me. Hopefully it's not a suspension bridge effect and I'm just having a natural reaction to it all, but I'll leave the therapy aspects for Ios, right now I just want to get this done so I can hopefully get some more clothes~.
Samantha stalks up behind me as she moves my arms out to the sides in a proper T pose before taking the long length of cool tape along the length of my right, then left arm. I have to fight the sensation to shiver at the cooler touch of the tape, and the way her fingers dance down its length while slightly brushing against my skin isn't helping matters. She jots down some numbers in a little pocketbook she has on the table, nodding to herself once and then moving in front of me, the smell of lavender floating off her curly blonde locks as she meets my eyes.
I blush a bit at the sudden attention, and with just how wandering my brain is right now, before she gently slips the tape around my neck, the tips of her fingers stroking like a feather across the vulnerable skin which makes me finally tremor and gasp a little. She cocks her head to the side slightly, before a knowing sparkle dances in her eyes like the night sky, with a similar feeling tilt of her lips accompanying her change in demeanor.
Fortunately, she doesn't verbalize whatever profound realization she's come across, and I'm hoping - likely futilely - that it's not related to my little outburst. Once more she works her deft fingers, gently wrapping the tape to a point so that it is completely flat around my entire neck without putting any strain or pressure on it. The sensation is... still a little too close to my new budding interests and the heat rising to my face accompanies every slightly stilted throb of blood running through my neck.
The glint in her eyes and smarm on her face never leave, even after she returns to the journal to add the latest measurement. She does a twirling motion with her fingers, and I nod sheepishly as I take the hint, happy to let her stay in charge while she works. God, why does almost
everything
devolve into me being a horny mess now... I ponder that growing fact of life as a new, soft pressure radiating warmth lands squarely on my back. I gasp out as I feel lovely soft flesh press against me, nearly whispering out yet another moan at the mental image of what the feeling means before I see her two hands come around to lay the tape against my breasts.
I bite my lip, trying to not make the situation any harder to explain or lewd than necessary - she's just doing her job after all! - but again, my efforts are for naught as the tape slides slightly against my nipples when she readjusts it. The full, hearty gasp of pleasure can in no way be hidden or ignored, as I lean my head down to expel the hot breath of arousal it's coated in. With the ever-faintest sound of a giggle, I feel the squishiness of her breasts leave my back, apparently ready to end my teasing torture and get her freaking numbers.
It takes a not insignificant amount of willpower to not shake in pleasure as the tape pulls into my sensitive flesh, just enough to feel. Just enough to tempt, especially as the band still rests across the now stiffening buds at their peaks. For what feels like hours, but is likely no longer than a few moments, the tape remains, and I struggle in a desperate attempt to keep my head level. Thankfully, those few moments do pass, a light sheen of sweat on my brow beginning to form from the sheer excitement and effort of all of this before Samantha's voice tickles into my ear, lustier and huskier than I've ever heard her before.
"I
knew
I got your measurements right when I saw you the other day~. You have such a
delightfully
curvaceous body, little pup, nearly matching that of the Mistress' if the numbers continue to progress this way~." Her hands reach up to rest on my shoulders, squeezing the soft skin there before sliding slowly down my arms, putting pressure on them to instruct me to lower them finally. I also feel her chin rest gently on my somewhat massaged shoulder, right next to the side of my face as she hums in satisfaction.
I shift my eyes over, my heartbeat quickening at the sudden forwardness of all of this, before I note that she is staring down into my cleavage and no doubt enjoying the sight. "Quite the contender indeed~. I know you are more complicated than the parts that construe your physical form, but take heart knowing that it is
quite
unparalleled."
Her hands leave my arms as they flit down to the curve of my waist, the contact of her skin sending sparks to my spine and heat rippling from her palms. I'm able to breathe out a quiet "T-Thanks.", as she smirks once more and then pivots around to face me directly, hands gliding across my stomach as she does. I notice the faintest bit of red on her cheeks too once she regards me again, so at least its not a one-way street.
"Think nothing of it, it would be remiss of me to deny it and not speak it's truth aloud. Just a few more measurements and we shall be done, Amelia." I nod to her as her hands flick out the tape again, the light snap of the action making my heart jump a little which earns another smirking chuckle. I frown slightly, before closing my eyes to stave off the growing pink bubble of arousal that balloons into my throat when her hands trace down to my hips.
With a firm grasp, she keeps me steady as she says, "Be still, little pup~." I didn't even realize I had failed to stop the slight vibration of desire from manifesting, so focused on keeping the feeling at bay in general. I inhale strongly, the floral scent lingering in the air from when she rested her chin on me, and then breathe out in an attempt to ground myself. It mostly works, that flowery shampoo of hers doesn't help matters though.
While I'm trying to get myself under control, I feel the tape press against the curves above my waist, then slide down to where her hands just were. She seems to take a series of measurements after that, and I almost turn into a bubbling mess near the end of it. Things start out easy enough as she brings the line of tape down the outside of my legs, around my ankles, the innocent stuff. But then she slides it around my ass and I once again feel the bubbling begin to pool in my core. She has to lean into me to slide the tape around my rather spectacular rump, which makes our breasts smush together as my nose is once more filled with her scent as she leans in.
I turn my head to the side to give her space as the band slaps taut against my posterior. She then slides down my body, barely stepping back so that her tits lightly graze my uncovered skin through her robe, as she kneels right in front of my, by now, quickly dampening nether. I do my best to not draw any attention to it, my hands curling up into fists to try and reign in any errant thoughts, but then I feel her knuckle lightly brush against the outside of my mound, a sharp gasp breaking from me at the contact.
She looks up in apology, although I honestly can't tell right now if she is genuine about it or not, as she says, "My apologies, Amelia. I need to get the inseams as close as possible for certain leggings that we will be commissioning. I will strive to be as quick and professional as I can." Not waiting for my reply, which was only a nod and bite of my lip, she turns her gaze back down to my thighs as she draws the line flush against the inside of them. I feel a few more glancing grazes and tickling touches that drive me wild before her hand comes up to repeat the process for the other leg. The heat from her hand, as well as her breath as her head is basically right by my entrance threatens to make me start considering jumping her right then and there.
Mercifully, she wraps up not long after that line of thinking begins to rear its head as she navigates back to her book to jot down the new figures. She then quickly takes some measurements for my feet, likely for shoes and what not, which doesn't have near the same level of intense reaction as earlier. If anything, the only difficulty is me not devolving into giggles at my surprisingly ticklish feet being manipulated.
She stands back up from completing the last bits of work, nodding to herself once more as she fills out her last observations. "Very good, I will take these down to a trusted tailor as well as the cobbler for various coverings and utility. Naturally, the sandals that come with your battle attire are always going to be the best fit and most useful, at least until you find something of equal or greater Rank, but having other means of protecting your feet during out of combat times is always a good thing. Besides, he makes these boots and shoes that have Bisoonses fur lined inside of them for the chilly winter months that are
beyond
comfortable~."
I laugh, relieved and yet disappointed that Uggs apparently managed to survive the trip across universes with me. "Good to know, I'll definitely want a pair if that's an option! And, uh, thank you. For doing this. Sorry if I made it hard on you." I turn away as I feel the heat flush my face, the memories of her light touch, warm breath, and firm presence burning my face.
"Not at all," She replies as she gathers up the tape and her book back into their respective spots on her belt, "Gerra is
much
more difficult to corral when she needs custom armor pieces, but Jun Li reacts about the same as you. Although, with a
bit
more flirting and pleasant reactions~. Well, I'm off then. If you require anything further, call out for Gerra as I believe the Mistress has recruited Jun Li to aid her with her tasks abroad today. Good day, Amelia~."
With a flirty wink from her eyes, her pert, round ass and flared hips saunter past the door to my room and beyond my sight as it slides into place once more with a soft click. I rush over to the privacy enchantment, pushing as much Qi as I can for now, and then sigh loudly as I fall against and then slide down the wooden wall.
"Good lord,
I wonder if she has some kind of technique or something that turns taking measurements into a seduction attempt. I nearly asked her to just stop teasing me and go all the way when she was basically breathing onto my pussy..."
Ios pops back into holographic form with a wide smile on her too cheerful face,
"Oh yeah~?
Why didn't you then?"
I cross my arms in a huff, her teasing tone not what I need right now. Mostly because... I don't know why. I mean sure, I don't really know her that well, but... is that even a requirement here? Is this yet another example of me being reserved and shy because of my time on Earth, failing to adjust to how things work for Mara?
"Ios," I say as I turn back to face her, my seriousness sapping away her teasing vibe for a moment, "tell me the truth. If I
had
asked, would that have been considered weird for Mara? I still think I want to get to know the girls better, but is it wrong to treat physicality as something separate from knowing them? I mean, that's
part
of getting to know them too, right? I know I want to be part of this group, as everyone so far has treated me so well, even Samantha once she calmed down a bit and I stood up for myself. But again, I understand why she was so prickly at first now too..."
Ios hovers closer to me, her immaterial form plopping down to my side as she looks up to the ceiling in thought. Eventually, she turns her pretty face to look at me as her chirpy voice chimes out a reply, "I don't know how to answer that for you honey. I think it would have still been a
bit
forward by Mara's standards, if you weren't a dual cultivator or something I guess, but given all of their previously stated desires to hook up I wouldn't see the harm in it.
Especially
Samantha, given her views on either having you two fight or fuck before she gets completely on board with you being here. However, I know you are a very sensitive, introspective person and I can tell the tug of war inside your mind about this isn't comfortable for you."
I look back at her in confusion, not thinking it was really
that
bad, before she smirks and explains, "You looked ready to have an aneurism when Sammy girl was getting to the good parts, and you've already said how you feel about Jun Li and your decision there. I think that you should just do whatever makes you feel comfortable, as long as everyone consents. If that means that you want to wait and spend some more quality time with Gerra and Sam, or Jun Li, then that's what you do. If that means that you want to go ahead and pop the cork with whoever agrees, then do that.
Whatever
you decide, make sure you know your feelings and try your best to not make choices you'll regret."
Shit. I forget that this beautiful eldritch being can be pretty fucking smart sometimes. Mostly cause all she usually likes to do is troll me. "What about, like, the quests and stuff? Shouldn't you be pushing for me to hook up with them asap?" I kind of regret how I worded that, which makes her last line to me sting a bit, but I do want clarification on it. Even if I pretty much already know the answer.
She gives me a serious look of her own, a slight frown slashing across her cheeks, "I would
never
do that to you Amelia. You getting stronger doesn't mean shit if you're miserable and you don't trust me, which absolutely would happen if I tried pushing you into relationships before you're ready for them. Don't get me wrong, I
do
want you to have fun, live the life you couldn't back in Oklahoma with freedom,
and
get strong enough to shake galaxies~. But this is your story, and I'm merely along for the ride to offer advice and support to the best of my ability."
I smile at her, feeling the crackling warmth of thankfulness suffuse me. "I appreciate it Ios. Thank you.
*Sigh*
Well," I say as I lounge back and look up, "guess I'll need to think about that part of it then. See if the idea of jumping so quickly into something that was so private and personal can settle within me. I mean... I guess it kind of did for Akiko, but honestly, she just makes me so horny and she's just so amazing I couldn't help it~. Speaking of, since we haven't activated
[Allure]
or OB and I'm still getting this turnt up, I can only assume I feel that way
all
the time now. Or at least when I'm around you or the girls." I mumble out without thinking.
I jolt as I realize I just kind of let my mind ramble and flick my eyes over to see Ios' shit eating grin,
"Oh my~.
How flattering you are Aims~. Hehe!
Mwah~!"
She emotes as she blows a kiss to me, a holographic heart symbol flying my direction before I wave it away on instinct. She busts into laughter a bit, my blushing and grumpy "Hmph!" not enough to stem the tide of mirth.
When she finally does regain control of herself, she says, "Like I said before, it's probably just your much healthier brain processing stimuli correctly now. You were always quite the
randy
thing back on Earth, probably a mix of a naturally high libido and you chasing after comfort and security, using sex to tie down your partner in fear of abandonment..."
Well
fuck
,
that
hurts. "Ow. Maybe some warning before you rip apart my mind and life?"
She gives a small smile as she replies, "Oh honey, I don't say that to try and bring you down, but it is important to look back on and address now that you're here and can heal properly. In time of course, as while that co-dependency stuck around, almost nothing else seems to have. Sure, you're a bit clingy after sex - which is fucking
adorable
by the way~ - and you still struggle with panic attacks when shit
really
goes pear shaped, but its a night and day difference, hun. Right now let's just focus on getting our sister's back and getting you stronger~! Speaking of, want to try and bust out those inscriptions for the quest?"
I do my best to take what she says to heart before answering back, "You don't think we should wait for Akiko? I'm still at the apprentice stage, essentially, and she said that they are still supervised until they reach the next rank." I say with a bit of trepidation. I don't want Akiko to be disappointed in me, or worse, scold me for moving ahead.
"Hmm..." Ios seems to ponder, "I mean, I
suppose
that makes sense, but I don't think she'd have an issue with it as long as I'm with you. Which I always am~! But if you're not too keen on that idea then we can do something else? Oh, maybe you can have Gerra show you to the laundry room so you can deal with that? Looks like your last pair is already getting a bit.... well, you know. Hehe."
I groan as she is 100% right, and that is actually a good idea. Oh yeah, while we have some alone time, I should probably upgrade the... fucking hell... the Nudist perk. With a mental sigh, I bring up the damn skill and decide to go ahead and upgrade it. In for a penny and all that.
[Budding Nudist] has upgraded to [Adventurous Nudist]!
[Adventurous Nudist] Activates! Some conditions not met, currently only buffing thermal resistances and natural defenses by 25%!
Ugh... well at least that's confirmation that the "soiled" part of the clause can't be self-inflicted, it seems. I shake my head as I stand up, walking over to my battle dress to put it back on, making the perk deactivate. I then scour the room, and the bathroom, for all of my dirty clothes, piling them all into the storage bag as I strap it across my shoulder. I make my way back over to the door, sliding it open as I poke my head out.
"Gerra? Uh... can you hear me? If you're not busy, I wanted to ask you something and maybe get your help?" I ask out cautiously. I initially hope I don't have to wail out like a banshee to get her attention, before remembering that they heard some pretty muffled conversations as well as my various... outbursts...
As I take a trip through that shame laden memory lane, I hear some quick footfalls echoing through the dimly lit hallway, and soon the owner of them rounds a corner in all of her pink hair and furred glory. The next instant sees her right in front of me, making me take a step back into the room with a small yelp of surprise as she chuckles.
"Apologies hun~! I wasn't doing anything too important, so I decided to rush right over. Guess you're still not used to the speeds we can move 'round here, are ya?" She winks at me before continuing on, "Now then, what can I help with little bird?" Her tail swishes behind her playfully as her bright smile seems to light up the room in comforting hospitality.
The familiar cadence and speech go a long way to help settle my still rapidly beating heart. Damn jump scares! That's why I hate horror movies! "No, no its fine! Only way to learn is by experiencing it right, haha! Uh, I was hoping you could show me to the laundry room that Akiko had mentioned to me. I... don't have many clothes so I'm basically burning through them, want to make sure I have something clean to wear for tomorrow."
She nods her head, her bubblegum strands waving behind her athletic and still masterfully feminine form, "Why sure! It's actually not too far from your room here, just down the hall a little ways." She points off toward the direction that I haven't gone down yet, further into the estate. "Want me to walk you over there and show you how it all works?"
I smile back up and nod to her, "Yes, please! I would really appreciate it! I'm sure Ios and I could figure it out, but it'd be a lot easier and faster if you took the reins on it."
She purrs back, literally, as she gives me her own smile, "Absolutely! T'would be my pleasure, dear. Got all the stuff you need? Good deal, then follow me hun~."
Her soft, fuzzy pink tail lashes out like a whip as it coils around my wrist, again reinforcing the idea that they just
really
love to hold hands around here, as we begin to make our way to the laundry room.

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The Measure of Desire – Ch 54