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994099 No. 994099 ID: fd4d13

It’s strip poker night at Questden! You help decide who wins it all- and what the losers forfeit!

This is a massive seven-quest crossover game of strip Texas hold ‘em. The winner of each hand keeps their clothes and can make anyone who doesn’t fold do a dare. Each player has brought a special item they can bet as a last resort!

Suggestors vote for the fifth community card (the “river”) based on the reactions of each player. Feel free to suggest dares, but the players might be too distracted to listen!

The Players
(From left to right. Name, Author, Quest Title, Wiki Link)
- Lady Serah Kensington, Donut, Lazy Fairy (assisted by Landi the Fairy), https://questden.org/wiki/Lazy_Fairy
- Arthurius Radiant, Poltergeist Ethanoic Acid, Enclosed Curtains, https://questden.org/wiki/Enclosed_Curtains
- Mary Kil, Bitequest, SEXCOM, https://questden.org/wiki/SEXCOM
- Willamina and Cat, Edmango, Catalyst, https://questden.org/wiki/CATALYST
- Alma Harjula, Gnoll, Inhabiting Malevolence, https://questden.org/wiki/Inhabiting_Malevolence
- Franklin, Clockwork Seal, Porn Quest, https://questden.org/wiki/Porn_Quest
- Queen Chinzebeth VII, Lonelyworld, Chinzebeth VII, https://questden.org/wiki/Chinzebeth_VII

The Rules
- At the beginning of each round, the dealer (Blingo Bopkus) will privately deal each player two hole cards and reveal the first four community cards (the flop and the turn). Each player then decides whether to fold. Players who fold automatically strip one item of clothing, but are safe from dares that round.

- Suggestors vote on what the river card will be based on the remaining players’ reactions. Each remaining player takes turns showing their cards and announces what they will dare the other remaining players to do if they win. The winning hand does not strip, and the losers perform the dare. Tie winning hands neither strip nor perform dares.

- Players are out when they have no items or eligible clothing left to bet.
- Players out of the game can still be dared.
- A player may decide to bet their special item instead of an item of clothing for a round.
- Players keep the clothes and special items that they win.
- Suggestors may suggest dares, items of clothing to remove, topics of conversation and drinks to be enjoyed.
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“Also I’m cold now.” Landi rubs her arms. “Fortunately, they make drinks for that.”

Alma sits up and smirks smugly. "It's cold? But the alcohol isn't even freezing. It’s downright tropical in here."

SparkleMary pipes up. “I get it! Now that I’m all shimmery I’m gonna feel downright boring once it wears off!”

Arthurius thinks about Mary’s statement.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"Now I have to figure out a way to shine brightly..."

Mary drinks more punch directly from the spigot and seems to think about something even harder while she eyeballs Landi. “Y’know, if you’re cold … “ she fluffs her cleavage invitingly.

“Don’t mind if I do!” Landi jogs awkwardly across the table, her wings slowing her down. She holds out her arms expectantly. “C’mon, I need uppies. It’s really hard to fly like this.”

Mary doesn’t hesitate to pick her up gently, like hamburger, and bring her to the milky white valley of her fluffy cleavage. She settles Landi amongst the floof and giggles. “Pretty dang rare that I’m biggern’ anybody ever. Makes me feel all protective and comfortin’ and stuff, like I got to keep you safe.” She pets Landi’s head gently with one finger.

“Told you I was pettable,” Landi says, letting out a sigh of relief. Her wings tense and fold neatly to nestle as deep as she can in Mary’s cleavage, and soon she’s just a scruffy head poking out from a floof bunker. “Oh, yeah. I feel right at home in all this sparkle. You said I got cuter when I helped you out with that? I think you got cuter too.”

“Oh uh! Is that so?“ Mary stammers. She brushes the side of Landi’s head with her muzzle so she can whisper directly into her tiny ear in a thick, husky (corgi?) voice. “I .. I ain’t gonna lie. You got me horned up somethin’ fierce.”

“Oh yeeeeeeeah~~~?” Landi asks, shuffling around excitedly. She pokes her head up and grins. “Well, how about I tell you a little secret?”

Slowly, the tips of Landi’s wings rise up out of Mary’s cleavage.

“If you rub my wings between your big, soft paw pads, and you do it just right... it feels really, really good.”

Mary waggles her eyebrows. “Is ‘at right?” she says, keeping her voice low, before reaching down with her stumpy index finger and trying her hardest to find that spot. She even presses her snoot against the base of Landi’s spine and gives her a long lick up her back, between her wings.

Landi’s whole body shudders and she gives a quiet, quivering mewl. “Aw, yeah. Yeah, like that. Keep looking, you’ll find it.”
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:sp_arthurius_3: :"My turn to deal the cards? Welllll… okaaaay… I'm pretty bad at shuffling cards though..."

Arthurius grabs the deck, and proceeds to shuffle them. However, his fingers slip which causes all the cards to scatter all over the place, some of his business cards somehow getting into the mix too.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"OH SHIT!!"

Arthurius in a panic tries to grab the cards flying all over the place back to minimize the mess being made.

“Pffft!” Serah giggles, nearly knocking her glass over. “Hehe! Someone’s drunk!”

Conveniently, everyone gets two cards slid towards them faced down as well as the flop and the turn being set in place during the incident.

The turn and flop cards are 3 of Clubs, 4 of Spades, Queen of Spades, and King of Hearts

:sp_arthurius_3: :"Oh, everything worked out in the end. That was lucky. Sorry for the mess, everyone, I’ll clean it up right away."

He proceeds to pick up the extra cards that are scattered on the table and floor.

“I’m puttin’ my Gene Point up instead of my sexy garters.” Mary Kil says, not looking at her cards. Landi is still ensconced in her cleavage. “An’ I dare Alma to gimme an open-mouth kiss with tongue if I win.” She begins rubbing the fairy’s wings between her fingertips.

Chinzebeth gasps in astonishment “I must have that gene point! I’ll bet anything on it! I’ll start with my crown!”

Chinzebeth mutters to herself “Just need a 10, a 10 of diamonds and I’ll have my dream pet!”

Upon hearing Chinzebeth betting her crown, Arthurius’ heart starts pounding fast, and he is trying to take deep long breaths to keep himself from getting overly excited. He tries to speak.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"C-C-Cro-cr"

It’s no use, his love of headwear and the chance to get a particularly good headwear for his large hat collection makes it difficult for him to form words. He decides to take a long sip of his Absinthe to calm himself as he thinks of a good way to negotiate with the Queen.

:sp_arthurius_3: :”Queen Chinzebeth, If I may ask, I would love to help you get your Gene Point from Mary, you deserve it so much more than any of us. So to raise your odds: if I win, I will be sure to give the Gene Point to you and only you… and umm… as for my dare… ummm."

Arthurius thinks for a moment, trying to think of a really good dare.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"It’s the same dare idea that I had earlier, but with something added: If I win, I dare both Lady Kensington, and Queen Chinzebeth to order their partners Landi, and Kog to strip with them to the equal amount of clothing they have for the rest of the game! They can only be allowed to put their clothes back on until after the game ends, so you can't order them to put their clothes back on until the game ends! It's unfair for them to be here and watch us strip while they’re fully clothed."

Arthurius then whispers to himself.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"3 of spades. Please! I need a 3. A 3 of spades would really be helpful. I really need that crown for my collection!"

Will and Cat look at each other in deep contemplation for a moment before chatting.

Willamina: You know, an EXTRA body, specifically of a supersoldier would be pretty useful for the dungeon RUN.

Cat: Yeah I agree. Guess we can only leave it up to fate. Maybe a King or Queen will appear to even our odds.

Alma squints at her cards, then at the table, then back to the cards until a look of realization crosses her features.

Serah twirls her hair and furrows her brow. “Oh, dear,” she mumbles, giving her corset a forlorn look.

Franklin is busy trying to toss a snortilla chip into his mouth through a small gate, and doesn't seem to even notice his cards.
No. 1001562 ID: 629f2e

Give 'em an 8 of clubs, reminding them both that fate is cruel and uncaring.
No. 1001564 ID: 1d109c

I pick 3 of spades, It seems something cool might happen if this number wins(even more stripping)
No. 1001606 ID: 2c3010

3 of spades, let's give Arthurius the hat he craves.
No. 1001625 ID: 582e7a

I vote for 3 of Spades for more occurrings of stripping and fueling Arthurius' maybe hat fetish.
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Landi, meanwhile, is taking the time to enjoy Mary’s drunken massage. She totally misheard Landi’s direction about what to do, but feels nice enough, and Mary’s eagerness almost makes up for her mistaken technique.

“Higher… a little higher... right there…” Landi arches her back like a cat, lifting herself out of Mary’s cleavage and leaning into her touch. “Aw, yeah. That’s nice.”

Willamina grabs the camera and starts slowly pointing it in Landi’s direction. But Landi’s too alert for Willamina’s shenanigans.

“No!” Landi shrieks, retreating into her floof bunker and ending Mary’s massage. “I am not ready for my close-up!”

Mary looks confused, not being remotely alert at this point, until she notices what’s going on. She seems slightly disappointed when she realizes that Will wasn’t trying to take a picture of her breasts.

Willamina: AWW c’mon, I even got you this absinthe. PUHLEAAAAASE. I might meet another fairy soon, we can show him your picture and maybe set up a DAAAATE?

“You want to show him WHAT?!” Landi says, her voice hitting octaves unheard of. “Oh no! Nonono! That’s so… so… not classy!”

Willamina: Pshhh who cares about being CLASSY. Plus I bet it’s hard meeting another fairy on the dating market. What if he ran a DUNGEON, would that perk your interest?
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“I didn’t say I wasn’t interested,” Landi says, “But you don’t… you don’t show the goods before you even meet the guy! That’s not how dating works! You need to build up to it!”

Willamina narrows her eyes and looks at Landi’s head poking out of Mary’s cleavage.

Willamina: DID you think I wanted to get an upskirt of you or something? It can just be like a regular PICTURE? I mean I’ll take an upskirt too, but that’s besides the point!

:sp_arthurius_3: :"What is the big deal anyway? I’m pretty sure fairy dating profiles are just pictures of lens flare."

“You can tell a lot about me by my glow. It’s tasteful to have a bit of silhouette, but… ugh!” Landi flushes a deep bluish crimson. “Just… is he hot or not? What color is his glow? Does he sparkle or shimmer?” Landi mutters something under her breath. “How big are his wings?”

Willamina: Dunno, we’ll be finding out SOON, though. It’s getting about time to meet him, for better or worse. We heard he likes girls though and wouldn't form a CONTRACT with my grandpa. I’m pretty sure he has 8 wings though.

“Eight? Oh wow.” Landi flushes deeper. “The things we could do…” Her wings quiver in anticipation.

Landi shakes her head and breaks herself out of her fantasy, realizing she can’t ignore what’s in front of her. “Uh, Mary, is it okay if I interrupt this regularly scheduled back rub to take a little time and show off? You can have some pictures of me, too!”

“I guess,” Mary says, huffing. She grins to show she’s not actually upset. “I would like to rub on your wings a little though when you’re done, if that’s ok?”
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“Yes! More than okay!” Landi says eagerly. She slowly lifts herself out of her hidey hole between Mary’s breasts.“Well, Willamina, I’m trusting you not to lead with these! These pictures have to be delivered so they make me look awesome and sexy, not like I share them with anybody who runs a dungeon!”

Willamina proceeds to coax Landi into posing in different manners, both on air and on the table, and near the bottle. At first it’s a little awkward as Landi doesn't know what to do.

“Um… I’m not exactly sure how to pose for these,” Landi says, and helps herself to a little more of her drink. “How do you dim bulbs do it?”

Cat: Well you have to like use your natural sex appeal and like sorta show off your good side. Maybe do some classic standing/sitting/laying poses. Though uh, I dunno what’s specifically attractive to Fairies.

Willamina: Maybe some nice wing shots since you seem to be fond of those. Just uh, try a variety of poses you think are cool. I’ll snap a bunch and we can pick the best ones.

“Stick yer ass out and show off your titties!” Mary loudly opines from across the table. It appears she’s been making liberal use of the party punch spigot in Landi’s absence.

“Hmm. Show off my titties…” Landi squeezes her arms together and sighs, then moves on to a different position.
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Soon, Landi leans into it and starts posing in a variety of different ways. Some are kind of subtle, some accentuate her wings (Will made sure to get her panties in that one). Another one is of her kinda sitting down with her legs splayed, bent a little forward, finger on her lip; that shot came out okay. Will gets a headshot but from a lower angle so it shows off her cleavage and even makes it seem a little larger.

Willamina: Maybe some with the bottle too!

Landi: Oooh, good idea!

They move over to the absinthe bottle. Landi gets a little into it and starts poledancing again, pictures are flying out of the camera left and right as they cycle through the film. The last few shots end up being upskirts like Willamina planned, as Landi kind of forgot the purpose of the exercise and just got carried away from all of the attention.
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Eventually, after a pile of increasingly risqué photos starts building up, the photos stop coming out of the camera.

Willamina: Oh, shoot. Out of film, hey cat, GIMME my ring.

Cat hands over a ring and Willamina puts it on, a roll of film magically appearing out of it in her hand. She then slots that into the Camera.

Willamina: I have no idea why I removed this before the game.

Landi: You have to use items to use interdimensional storage inventory? It must suck to be a human. Hey, watch this! Woo!

Landi does a full inversion, with her weight on the bottle and counter-balancing with her wings. She lands with a hard thud, dizzy and outfit horrendously out of place.

Landi: Ow. Is this what gravity feels like?

“Poor thing!” Mary says, scampering across the table on all fours. She scoops Landi up and fixes her clothes with far more rubbing and petting than is necessary before retreating back to her seat. “Lemme kiss it all better ‘n then we can get back to rubbin’ on you.”

“Whoa!” Landi giggles excitedly, the absinthe finally taking its hold on her. She leans into Mary’s hold and nuzzles up tight. “Yeah. It’s an emergency! I need lots ‘a kisses and TLC, stat! Hehe!”
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Serah reaches out to Alma and hesitates, but ultimately her curiosity wins out and she gives Alma a big ol’ belly rub.

“So soft,” Serah sighs. “Okay, you were right, Alma. You’re very pettable. I don’t know why Landi thinks she’sh higher on the pettability scale than you.”

Alma keeps her arms at her sides and stands straight up, failing to contain a squeaking noise when Serah makes contact. “I told you so.”

Serah hums contentedly and buries her fingers in Alma’s tummy fluff. “So soothing… I’m jealous. You can just rub your tummy whenever you want and de-stress.”

Alma squirms and shuffles her feet. “Does that work if you’re doing it to yourself? W-Wouldn’t it be like tickling and not work unless someone else was doing it?”

“I play with my hair when I get nervous,” Serah says. “If I had your tummy fluff I’d have something even better!”

Arthurius thinks for a moment about where to pet Alma, and decides to give her chin scratches.

Eventually, he drags his finger across the bottom of her chin, and lightly pokes the tip of her nose.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"Boop!"

Booping the snoot seems to have caused Alma to start losing her pink color, almost like her snoot is an on/off switch. Curious, he boops the snoot again to see if the pink color will come back.

Alma hiccups as the last of the fairy coloring pops off in a cloud of sparks.

Arthurius sighs in disappointment.

“Hey, Franklin,” Mary says, “I wanna pet her upper chest area but I can’t reach. Can you gimme a hand?”

“I think so,” Franklin answers, “I’m trying to figure this out but I think I should be able to…” There’s another tearing sound, and a somewhat disorienting ripple appears near Alma’s chest through which Mary can see herself from an odd angle, and when she looks to her side she sees Alma’s chest near enough that she can almost lean into it.

Mary wiggles her fingers underneath Alma’s hair and gives her titty a solid grope.

Alma yelps and recoils from the sudden grabbly fingers. “Iiiieee! That’s not petting at all!” She screams, crossing her arms over her chest.

Mary pats Alma’s forearm instead.

“Bad dog! Bad!” Landi scolds, but can’t help herself from whispering a “Was it worth it?”

Mary just smiles.

Cat heads over and starts fondling Alma’s ears, giving them some scratches in a spot he’s known other beast-kin to like in the past. Maybe she’ll like it too. Willamina joins him in petting her ears and scratching her head, but one hand slips down and just gets a real firm grope on Alma’s ass.
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Franklin is emboldened by his success with the Mary portal and reaches forward under the table. Alma suddenly feels his Powerful Grip on her sides between her ribs and hips, which begin vigorously scruffing!

Alma shrieks and jumps in surprise, puffing off a cloud of residual magic dust.

“YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!” she wails, flailing and squirming frantically. “If I win, Franklin has to put a portal with part of his body sticking out that anyone can mess with however they want for the whole round in the middle of the table!”
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Mary is focused, intent on her goal. She approaches the problem with scientific curiosity and thoroughness. As her fingers gently slide across Landi’s wings, she varies the pressure, technique and location of her touches, mostly rubbing the wings between her finger and thumb, but also lightly trailing the edges with her blunt claws, among other various flicks, strokes and pets, her hot breath washing over Landi’s back as she works.

Landi’s wings are as silk spun into air: a faint presence at first, but while Mary works them up and down, back and forth ever so gently, her fingers begin to tingle as the insubstantial wings effortlessly flex and form themselves against her paws.

Landi tosses her head back and hitches her shoulders, leaning into Mary’s touch. Her wings tense and release, flexing and twisting, anticipating Mary’s rhythm and giving tiny jolts of excitement whenever it breaks. Soon her silken wings are quivering and parted, eagerly awaiting more.

Landi’s whole body tenses as Mary’s claws tease the inside edges of her hindwings. She squirms, grabs Mary’s fur tight and braces herself with a shimmy.

Mary is completely unconcerned with who may or may not be watching, utterly fixated on just one thing. “Close aintcha, you horny little minx,” she says as she continues to stroke Landi’s hindwings, switching between dragging the edge of her claws delicately across the rim and grasping and gripping and tugging on the tips. Landi can feel Mary’s breath hotter and more frequently across her back.

“You’re about t’ need some new panties,” Mary says, and then soft lips envelop Landi’s upper wingtip. Mary begins to nibble on the very edge of Landi’s upper wing, and her tongue slides out of her mouth along the side. Going for broke, she grips the lower wings tightly between her thumbs and forefingers, running the claw of one pinky up the inside of Landi’s thigh.

Landi’s whole body arches in shock. She bucks hard against Mary’s teething and gives a soft, wordless plea. Her thighs clench tight over Mary’s claw. She quivers, gasps, tries to hold back, but she’s already sailed over the edge. Landi bites down hard on a tuft of fur just a second too late to stifle a high-pitched squeal.

After seeing what Mary was doing with Landi, Arthurius looks up some massage chairs at an online store on his phone.

Willamina: Hmm, seeing that massage gives me an idea for a dare. ALRIGHT. If we win this round, MARY and uhhhh, Franklin. You two, you have to give me and Cat some BACK massages!

“Huh?” Mary says, suddenly realizing that people were watching her. “Uh!” She flails her arms and takes a long draw from the party punch spigot, covering her face in shame as she tries to sink down in her seat.

“I’m just gonna lie down for a second,” Landi says, utterly drained. She disappears into Mary’s ruff with a deep sigh of contentment.
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Serah sneaks between Willamina and Chinzebeth so stealthily she only stumbles once.

“Hey!” she whispers loudly. “Heeeeeey!”

“You both’re smart n’ wise n stuff,” Serah says. “He’s… like… sort of into me? But he’s also, like, a dork and maybe he’s jus’ being nishe... sssso… how do I get Franklin to really really go out with me?”

Chinzebeth sneers. “You seem to have him eating out of your hand with such . . . forward displays, I hardly think you need my help with that.” She chuckles to herself. “Though if you needed some help maintaining dignity I might be able to give you some pointers.”

“No dignity here,” Serah says, looking down at herself and giggling. “Oops. I left it at home. Do boys like dignity? Do I need more? Am I messing up?”

Willamina: I mean it seems you’ve got this kind of in hand ALREADY. Though uh, dating someone from another DIMENSION might be kind of hard? Well. He can portal now, so maybe it won’t be that hard after all. You could just ask him out? Or see if he’s into a quickie if you know what I mean?

Serah bites her lip. “You really think he’d say yes if I asked him to… uh… um… ladies don’t normally do the asking where I’m from. He wouldn’t get, um, weirded out?”

“Stop making such a fuss asking a man out is very simple, observe” Chinzebeth advises then turns to Franklin “Sir Franklin, I cordially invite you over for tea with my person, what say you brave knight?”

Franklin looks over to Chinzebeth, the Snortilla chip he was tossing clattering to the table, “Oh sure, Tea’s good. I don’t really know how to get there, but I’m sure I could figure that out.”

“Do not fear I will simply have a chauffeur shuttle pick you up. Dimensional travel is common in most stellar empires” Chinzebeth then helps herself to the fallen Snortilla chip.”oh and if you need to contact me you can use your marvelous new power!”

Serah’s jaw drops at the queen’s forthrightness. She looks at Franklin, then Chinzebeth, then Franklin again, and tries to fight off the invasive thoughts about what “tea with my person” might lead to.

“Did she jusht…” Serah asks Willamina worriedly.

“If I win this hand, Lady Kensington, you must avoid Franklin and his portals.” Chinzebeth smiles viciously “Oh, and if you could pour me another glass, that would be lovely.”
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“But… b-but…” Serah stutters. “You’re bluffing!”

Chinzebeth’s poker face is unparalleled.

“You’re not bluffing…” Serah says. Her eyes dart to Franklin, then back to Chinzebeth.

“You… you.... you!” Serah glowers. “You can’t keep me away from Franklin! And you can get your own drink! Willamina, unlace me! I FOLD!”

Cat pantomimes a trumpet being blared in the background as Willamina goes to remove the corset.


Alma completely gives up on trying to conceal her chest. “If everyone is doing it…”
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As Willamina unstrings the corset, you can hear her giggling in anticipation. Each lace causes Serah’s bountiful bosom to bounce beautifully. As the last one is undone, her breasts pop out like a sparrow through a bush, or a weasel through their burrow. It’s beautiful and awe inspiring. Cat takes two photos to commemorate the moment. One of the photos just so happens to slide in front of Franklin, Willamina’s hand can be seen waving in his direction and a slight breeze can be felt.

Franklin turns his head almost involuntarily and his eyes go wide and his jaw hangs open; the snortilla chip he just tossed through a portal bouncing off his head instead of being caught.

Serah pouts and stares down Chinzebeth with defiance. “So there!”

:sp_arthurius_3: :W...wow… you must really really like Franklin!

Arthurius then thinks about how Franklin has been having all the girls stare at him, take pictures of him, swoon over him, caress him, and ask him out on dates throughout the entire poker game. He whispers to himself as he takes a sip of his drink,

:sp_arthurius_3: :I hate to admit that I’m a bit jealous, heh heh…

Serah sits down quickly, her courage vanishing as quickly as it came. She wraps a lock of hair around her finger and hunches down in her chair. “That was a lot more heroic in my head…”

Willamina: Hey you did a GOOD JOB. He’s flabbergasted over there, see!

“Really?” Serah sneaks a peek over at Flabberfranklin, then pretends she didn’t see him.
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Serah sits with her arms crossed over her chest, wondering if folding was the right move. Landi had disappeared into Mary Kil’s floof before Chinzebeth’s unspeakably cruel dare, so she didn’t have her fairy’s savvy to help in the heat of the moment.

At least Franklin’s definitely interested...

But it’s bad manners for a Lady to be the one asking the man out. Isn’t it? Chinzebeth’s a Queen, everyone has to do what she says. She’s not a Lady, she doesn’t count!

What’s the worst that could happen? Oh, I know! He says no and everyone keeps playing and it’s all awkward, that’s what! What if he says yes, but doesn’t want to come over until way later? Is it okay to ask him to come over right now? Is that being too forward? He doesn’t seem like he wants to come over right now. And things have to be taken at their own pace! Or do they? How fast is fast?

Why is getting a guy to come over so complicated?!
No. 1002123 ID: 5a788d

Franklin is still in, so he has to sit there and play cards. But you've already folded, so you;re free to wander around and do whateeeever you want.
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A 3 of Spades is the river.

SERAH has: Folded

ARTHURIUS has: 3 of Spades, and Jack of Diamonds

WILLAMINA AND CAT has: King of Diamonds and 6 of Clubs

MARY KIL has: Queen of clubs, and 10 of clubs,

FRANKLIN has: 6 of Spades, and 2 of Diamonds

ALMA has: King of Spades, and 10 of Diamonds

CHINZEBETH has: Ace of hearts, and Jack of clubs

Arthurius wins the hand with a 3 of a kind!

Will and Cat: Goddess DAMN IT. We had a two pair!

“Wait a minute…” Serah looks at her cards. She blinks. She looks at her cards again. “I could have tied! I had a three and a seven!” She hides her head in her hands and lets out a muffled wail of frustration. “I showed my boobs for no reason at all!”

Chinzebeth gives a wide smile “poor foolish girl” she says with mock sympathy

“So, ‘r you givin’ the gene point to Her Majesty?” Mary asks Arthurius. She seems to be shifting around a bit in her chair. “Mmph,” she grunts.

“YES yes! “ Chinzebeth shrieks desperately “he swore an oath on his honor! It’s mine! Give it to meee!”

Cat just groans in frustration, laying his head on the table. Willamina is dramatically whining nonsense, they’re both obviously drunk and are being theatrical for fun at this point.

Arthurius has been staring at nothing but Chinzebeth’s crown the whole time.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"hmmmmm…… I dunnnnooooooo…"

Arthurius says with a smirk, wanting to tease Chinzebeth a little after she bullied Serah.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"I mean… a gene point is preeeeeety priceless isn’t it? I can’t just give it away without compensation… and that crown of yours is looking very valuable, right? Otherwise… Maybe I should just trade it to Cat and Willamina for a weird superpower after the game and let them take the gene point to… Pervert Land as you called it?… I mean, they do seem a bit down right now…"

“You wouldn’t dare!” Chinzebeth grinds her teeth “You promised me that gene point! I must have it! I simply must have it”

:sp_arthurius_3: : “Whoa, now you’re putting words in my mouth… that hurt my feelings. I know I said I’d be sure to give you the gene point if I won, but I never used the phrase ‘I promise’, did I?”

Arthurius takes a deep breath and sips a bit of his Absinthe, to give himself a little extra courage to push just a little bit further with his negotiation.

:sp_arthurius_3: : “You seem to really want it though… and I’m feeling kinda bad about keeping it from you… tell you what, maybe I can let you have the gene point for both your crown and the gloves? Think about it, the potential to own a pet corgi soldier, it can be yours for just nothing more than the crown and the gloves! Imagine the amount of petting you can give it. The loving licking kisses you’ll receive, the amount of smothering you can give it, its unconditional loyalty…”

Chinzebeth twitches in fury “FINE, FINE! Just give me my gene point, you weaselly little troll!”

Arthurius nods at Mary, giving her the okay to give Chinzebeth the gene point. Upon receiving the gene point from Mary, Queen Chinzebeth passes the gloves to Arthurius, and then forcefully throws her crown with her wig attached to it at Arthurius’ head as hard as she can, bonking him.

:sp_arthurius_3: : “YOWTCH!”

Arthurius is knocked off his chair and falls to the floor.
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Willamina gets up on the chair and pulls off her dress from the bottom, throwing it on top of Arhthurius who is knocked out on the floor. She then plops down on the table and SLAMS her Breasts on the table with a big laugh!

Cat: How do you like THEM REDS!

Serah is confused for a moment. “Reds? Oh! You mean apples!” She cradles her chest tighter to protect her apple cart.

Willamina: APPLES? What’s that? The name of a friend of yours?

“No, they’re a kind of fruit,” Franklin interjects, suddenly aware of the other things going on around the table; “They grow in a tree, do they not have those where you’re from?”
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Cat: Fruits? You mean like REDS, ORANGES, YELLOWS, and PINKS, yeah, those grow on trees where we’re from. We’ve also got BLUES, BLACKS, MAROONS, and other kinds of berries that grow on bushes.

Willamina: Guess it makes sense that THEY’D have different words for their fruits. Different worlds and all.

Mary seems like she’s about to say something, then suddenly bites her bottom lip and sharply exhales. She breathes in through her nose and then tries again.

“Nice t-ohhhh” she moans, panting and fanning herself, and then gives Will a thumbs-up.
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Alma takes off her boots and lobs them at Arthurius, just as he is climbing back up to the table. “I can’t keep taking off all the good stuff at once, so you can have these, but yer proloby a big perfert that gets off on women’s shoes or something. Pervert!”

“Woo!” Mary says, although her exclamation is cut short with a sharp intake of breath. She wipes her brow with a suspiciously dress-shaped napkin. “Yeah! T-throwin’ stuff!” Mary says, her breath catching again as she grips the edge of the table and bites her bottom lip.

“He’s not a shoe pervert!” Serah says. “He’s only got a hat hard-on!”

Alma waves her flask of party juice around willy-nilly. “That’s even worse! I’ve never even heard of that!”

“Ooooh, that does sound horrible,” Serah realizes. “You’d have to tell them the entire date that your eyes are down here!”

“Y-yeahhhhhh!” Mary says, breathing heavily. “That’s right!” she pants. “Just like that! What Serah said!”

“Yeah!” Serah takes a swig of her party punch and nods. “You’d be like, lower! Lower! Come on, you can pay attention to something other than that!”

“Lower! That’s right!” Mary digs her fingers into the felt.

“I can… kinda see the appeal,” Serah ponders. “In bad weather, you could kiss all you want and never get wet!”

Alma snorts. “Wow. Somebody is really bad at kissing.”

“Kisses under the hat should get you really, really wetttt…” Mary says as she exhales, squirming.

“Yeah! See, Alma? Mary gets it! Thanks Mary!”

”Fucking shit Landi” Mary mutters under her breath, “N-no, Serrrrrrahhhhh! Thank you!”
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Chinzebeth remembers something “Mr Sillyman, women are getting indecent, you best put on thatf blindfold, and take off a couple articles of clothing as per Mr.Arthurius’ Dare.”

Kog shrugs, : “Uh, yeah sure”

Kog Sillyman, manservant and part-time wallflower, removes his neckruff dutifully. He drops it on Arthurius, waking him up from a boot projectile related injury.

:sp_arthurius_3: :Ugh… whu? What happened? How long was I out?

He notices the crown next to him, gasps, and grabs it, holding it close to his chest.

Serah raises her eyebrows, but remembers that Kog is furniture and should be treated as such, and looks back at the real source of her problems: Queen Chinzebeth. So smug. So happy. So excited. So .... ah, she can’t stay mad at somebody so gleeful over getting a fluffy pet. Er, servant! Not pet. Definitely not a pet.

“So you lost, but also won,” Serah says. “Congratulations on your new Mary-like-person, I guess. Also, congratulations to you too, Arthurius. Even if you didn’t really win my corset. Why did I fold?!?!”

Kog shrugs “Seems to me both you and her majesty had your eyes on the prize, her majesty wanted the coin, and you I guess wanted Franklin . . . or maybe not, what do I know.”

:sp_arthurius_3: :And I won a golden crown... with diamonds! I’m so happy right now, that even if nobody takes my bounty hunting services here, this trip was well worth it. I actually own a huge collection of hats in my closet, and this one is a very valuable addition to my collection and is going in a special secure spot in a safe… oh yeah! Thanks, your majesty!

“This is marvelous! Truly marvelous!” Chinzebeth exclaims. “Mary, I say I am quite happy you came!”

“Ah’m real close,” Mary squirms in her seat and slaps the table, then shakes her head roughly. “Uh, yes! Glad yer’ so h-haaaaappy!”

“Did you have a particular Mary-person in mind when you asked for the Gene Point?” Serah asks, curious.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Chinzebeth exclaims. “Why, I would choose an elegant but ferocious creature! One that could match my magnificence and power!”

“What about a fox?” Serah says. “Foxes are nice, aren’t they?”

Cat: I dunno I’d ask for like some kinda tiger or rhyno person probably.

Willamina: What about a HIPPO? They’re deadly!

:sp_arthurius_3: :My sis has a pet Tapir that she created, and they’re really good at eating nightmares. Imagine the sweet dreams you’ll have without having to worry about nightmares if you have a tapir soldier each night eating them!

“Um …” Serah frowns. “I think my fox- I mean, friend! Might not get along with a tapir. It’s nishe idea though.”

Arthurius shrugs

:sp_arthurius_3: :Well, it is the queen’s C.Org, not ours, so...

Alma wrinkles her nose. “Nobody else findsh it a little morally queshtionable to be fabricating people ash slaves? And this is comin’ from someone that works in a lab where they’re just growing monsters in the basement.”

Serah is too drunk to stop fantasizing about new pets.

Chinzebeth is intrigued by Serah’s earlier comments “Lady kensington you have a beastman pet? How wonderful! We should arrange some play dates!”
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Mary slams her fists on the table, doubling over, twisting and writhing in her chair before she arches her back and screams “AH! AH! C-C!”

“Gesundheit,” Serah says with an absentminded glance leading into a wide-eyed double take.

“AHM CUMMIN!” She hollers, her words trailing off into a long, ululating howl as she rocks back in her chair, eyes rolled back, white-knuckled grip on the edge of the table. As her howl slowly tapers off, she slumps down in her chair, sliding halfway out of view.

“Huh-wha?” Franklin startles, suddenly snapping back to attention. “What’s going on?”

“Wait, is that what I think it is?” Serah studies a suspiciously-familiar napkin on the table. Then, quick as a flash, a tiny blue arm reaches up and snatches it under the table.

There’s a slight shuffling sound, and Landi clambers onto the table. Her whole body is drenched in … fluid, but her dress is only slightly crumpled and just a little sweaty.

“So what’d I miss?” Landi says with a roguish grin. “I mean, aside from Serah getting her titties out! Can’t say I’m surprised.”

Willamina: I WANT what she’s having, that looked great!

“Get in line, Bacon Bits!” Landi giggles.

:sp_arthurius_3: :... ummmm… I'm just going to let you two borrow this to clean yourselves up.

While blushing, He passes Mary and Landi what he thinks is a towel, too drunk to realize it is actually the belt he won from Chinzebeth much earlier in the poker game.

“Hey thanks!” Landi says, wiping herself down, leaving a shining sheen on her hair and wings. “Guess this rag is the closest I’ll get to a royal flush tonight.”

Mary stares off into space with a silly grin on her face.

“I can’t believe you two,” Serah says. “Why did I even bring you if not to embarrass me?”

“You’re doing a great job all by yourself!” Landi says.

Mary slowly returns to reality. “When I say that girl,” she points at Landi, “Knows her way around a pussy, I mean it pret-ty literally.” She smiles and picks the Gene Point token up from the table. “Well then!” she says. “I’d best go trade this in for Her Majesty’s C.Org.”

“Alrighty! Gimme just a sec.” She plops off her chair, wobbling slightly, and skitters off into the darkness, leaving a trail of moisture behind. There’s a bright blue flash, and silence.

“Hold on wait, is the round over?” Franklin asks, “What’d I even have? Did I win?”

:sp_arthurius_3: :Whoa! Is she alright over there?! And wasn't Bobby Slurpps over there too?! I'm concerned… should we be checking to see if they're not hurt or-

Another flash accompanies Mary scampering back to her seat, followed by a tall swan decked out in military gear.

“Grimothy, at your service, your Majesty,” the swan says to Chinzebeth, clicking the heels of his boots together and bowing.

“OH! He’s perfect!” Chinzebeth claps her hands with glee “He’s everything I could have hoped for!”

“Glad I can be of some use to you, Majesty,” he says, moving to stand behind her hoverthrone.

Mary, in the meantime, settles back down in her seat, sighs, leans back, and returns to soaking in her post-orgasmic bliss.
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Arthurius notices the portal to Cyberhell is still open, and decides to ask Glyt a question once he finds a break in the action against the cyber demons

:sp_arthurius_3: : Hey Glyt, so Franklin said that he met with some people in a kingdom that were literally butts, and opened a portal to see if you had some photographic proof...

“You just want to see big butts!” Serah teases. “Arthurius likes butts! Hehe!”

“Who doesn’t want to see big butts?” Glyt adds

Arthurius becomes very flustered

:sp_arthurius_3: :Do-don't be kink shaming-er-I mean, LISTEN! All I wanted to do was get some proof of that unbelievable statement that sentient butts exist because Im generally intrigued in knowing how they can even function in life and...

Arthurius suddenly realizes that statement came out really wrong and now finds that Serah is snickering even more. He quickly finishes his Absinthe in response. In his somewhat drunken state, he out of habit called Serah by someone else’s name as a result of her bullying.

:sp_arthurius_3: :S...STOP IT, LILLY!!

He sinks in his chair, trying to make himself invisible to everyone at the table

“Woah! Franky these hot babes . . . and less hot guys don’t believe our epic adventures? Even after you showed them your assx? That’s rough!” Glyt feigns concern

“Well in fairness,” Franklin responds, “I didn’t bring my assx with me to the party, it’s still back at my apartment.”

Cat: I mean it sounded unlikely, but if there were some kind of anthro penis people then that artifact he has totally makes sense. And if I’m making the mental leap of there being peni-people then there are probably ass-people too.

“I knew you were telling the truth, Frank...y?” Serah tests out Franklin’s nickname, hoping nobody notices.

Franklin’s ears involuntarily twitch toward Serah.

“Ass people would probably be pretty wary around penis people.You;d never want to turn your back on them… or front. How would that…” Alma trails off, squinting while staring into the distance. ”Ugh… That’s the worst.”

“I mean the Pen Islanders weren’t really people, they were like these weird Monsters that the Vagiants made for their war against the Asslanteans,” Franklin corrects Alma matter-of-factly, “But they lost control of them and it led to both of their civilizations getting fucked.”

“I got you covered boonta champ!” Glyt pulls out an Asslantian talisman, “I keep this around for luck! Only a talking butt person could make something like this . . . or like a really horny person who likes talking butts maybe!”

:sp_arthurius_3: :W...why was he looking at me when he said that???!

Tired of the bullying, Arthurius sinks further down his chair until he is hiding under the table

“Thanks for the help Glyt!” Franklin chimes in, “I need to get back to the game I think I zoned out for a minute and missed some stuff, I’ll be sure to call you back sometimes when there’s less demons around so we can catch up!”

Franklin looks around the table to attempt to figure out what happened while he was distracted, it looks like the game was a tie! He stands up and steadies himself on the table while he uncharacteristically sheepishly pulls off his Sporty Shorts, standing fully nude except for his socks! He walks around the table toward Arthurius and Serah.

Willamina: Uh-oh Serah! Watch out for the DANGER NOODLE!

Cat: The danger is his penis! So is the noodle.

Serah stiffens in her seat. She tries to hide her excitement by playing with her hair, but immediately gives up. It’s the hardest thing in the world for her to keep her eyes where they should be.

“Mmmmn delectable~” Chinzebeth coos while admiring Franklin

“Well, it looks like everyone else is giving stuff to Arthurius, so I guess since it’s a tie I should make sure that Serah gets some of the clothes, so I think I’ll give these to Serah!”

“Really?!” Serah reaches out with both hands eagerly.

Cat: Uh, I’m not sure that’s how this game work-

Willamina: SHHHHHH. Look how happy she is!

Cat: Uh, yeah. HAPPY. That’s totally the word I’d use.

:sp_arthurius_3: :Actually, I was the one who… ummm... nevermind… Serah can have it. Just don't throw any clothing at me… please!

He rubs his throbbing head in pain.

“Thank you, Franky!” Serah clutches the Sporty Shorts to her chest happily. “Um. It’ll be nice to know I don’t have to flop home- I mean WALK home naked!”

Serah’s just too excited at this point to do anything but clutch Franklin’s shorts and smile. She so, so wants to grab Franklin’s tail and pay him back for grabbing her butt earlier, but she can’t bring herself to do it.

Franklin gives Serah a wink, and then walks back around the table to his seat - picking up his fallen snortilla chip and trying one more time to toss it through a portal, with no success.

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Serah tries to shuffle the cards one-handed and fails miserably. She resigns herself to doing her job properly, bites her lip and gets to work, clearly still regretting folding the round before.
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“Beefy Right Arm of the Forbidden One?” Serah says, confused. “Are these even the right cards?”

“Hmm!” Mary says, “This reminds me of a children’s card game from mah reality … “

Landi bursts out laughing. “Oh! I know these rules! Bobby’s apartment is awesome! Keep playing!”

:sp_arthurius_3: :Again, how long was I passed out for?? Did poker finish and we're playing a different game now? What's happening?!

Without looking at her cards, Mary says, “If ah win, everybody’s gotta kiss somebody else at the table other’n me! With tongue!” She slaps her hands down dramatically on the green felt. “I already got enough kissin’ from Landi over there anyhow.” She winks.

:sp_arthurius_3: :Eh, Kisses? But I don't know the first thing about ki- I mean, I don't know who'd be interested in kissing me, I think I made the queen mad at me, and Alma has been trying to start arguments with me throughout the game for some reason…

Serah looks down at herself nervously. “I’m down to my last piece of clothing… but…” She frowns. “I have this, too!” Keeping one hand to her chest, she pushes her glowing orange flask into the center of the table.

Arthurius stares at the flask

:sp_arthurius_3: :Hey, so what kind of refreshment do you have there, Lady Kensington? You’re not drinking any of it.

Serah smiles proudly. “It’s not for refreshments. It’s for freshening up!”

Arthurius tilts his head.

:sp_arthurius_3: :Sooo… a freshment then? Please explain, I’m confused, Lady Kensington.

“It’sh a mutagen specially designed to give you silky smooth skin and shining shimmering lustrous locks!” Serah beams. “I’m very proud of it! It never wears off! I think. Uh, I mean, mutagens kind of... bind themselves to your essence’s re… regeneneratory index, so they should stick around for a long time. Like the one I have now that makesh me so tall!”

:sp_arthurius_3: : Whoa! Did you say… shining hair? Lustrous hair would look so fashionable with my hats! But wait... When you say shining hair, do you mean that literally? I wouldn’t want my hair glowing bright permanently like that, causing trouble sleeping at night...

“It’sh a metaphor. I think!”
:sp_arthurius_3: :Normally, that “I think” is what would make me worry the most…’ but I’m drunk, so who cares?! It is a risk to take If I want my hair looking fashionable with my hats! And even if it turns out to be literal, I can find out first hand why Landi and Mary liked to shine so much, and find out what it is to be me like Landi does!

Suggest the river card! What might it be???
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Holographic Charizard Pokémon card
Or Arthurius' business card
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Earthbind (Alpha Edition)
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Agreed. Arthurius' business card is the best possible river.
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“LOOK at us,” Willamina laughs loudly. “Bunch of half-naked IDIOTS fighting over crowns and potions. You know what would really be fun to argue over?”

“How many licks it takes to make a fairy-”

“SECRETS!” Willamina plows forward. “Dirty dirty secrets!”

“Secrets?” Serah asks. “What kind of secrets?”

“I don’t know,” Willamina shrugs. “Embarrassing secrets. Sexy secrets. Stuff you don’t want to see the light of day. I’d take those over a CROWN.”

“That does sound fun,” Cat says.

“It’s sounds incredibly dull if you ask me” Chinzebeth sighs “this is definitely more of Lady Kensignton’s sort of thing”

“So how about it?” Willamina asks. “Got any secrets, Lady Serah Kennnnnnnnsington?”

“Um…” Serah bites her lip. “I like muscly farm boys? That was my secret I gave up last- uh, last time I got drunk with Landi and started talking about boys.”

“That’s about as surprisin’ as the sun comin’ up in the mornin’,” Mary says flatly.

“Well…” Serah says. “I… mean… it’s not just that! I really like strong guys! I’m strong now, and I want my guys to be strong too!”

“So you like it ROUGH!” Willamina says slyly.

Cat: She wants to get taken to POUND TOWN, emphasis on POUND, and TOWN. and HARD. wait I didn’t say hard, pretend that was in there somewhere.

Serah stays silent.

Willamina: What about you hatboy? Got any secret squirmy little secrets hiding?

:sp_arthurius_3: :”eh? me? Putting me on the spot there… well… umm… ok, so… I never… ummm… I never… kissed or been kissed by another person..."

Arthurius is blushing hard, embarrassed for revealing that.

“You’ve been talkin’ about some girls you know back where you’re from. None of ‘em are sweet on ya?” Mary asks, suddenly very interested.

:sp_arthurius_3: : Well, there are two girls, but there are reasons why we can’t be more than great friends. Gimme a moment.

Arthurius pulls out his phone, and pulls up a picture of a human redheaded woman in a yellow hoodie to show to Mary

:sp_arthurius_3: : This is Lilly, a human dreamer who is working temporarily with us, and she has a life outside of our dream world which would make relationships difficult. She’s a bit of a scatterbrain, loves to cosplay and dress up for certain missions, but seems to like to pull annoying pranks and tease others for fun when she gets the chance, especially me for some reason… I think she once told me she has a boyfriend, but she never really brings him up.
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Arthurius then swipes to the next picture of a female dreamcier in large glasses, and unkempt short hair

:sp_arthurius_3: : And then there’s Magnolia. Obviously, I refuse to date her because she is my sister. I already told you about her a bit, she creates dream objects and lifeforms. But she is not very talkative or expressive, so it is very hard to get a read on her… don’t get me wrong, she isn’t emotionless, just that she has difficulty expressing herself. I’ve been trying to get her to open up more at social gatherings like a romance festival, but the silly girl brought a teddy bear with her to date so others wouldn’t bother her.

Willamina: Oh yeah, I remember seeing her there. But I was *AHEM* distracted.

:sp_arthurius_3: : Really? Huh. small multiverse....

“I dunno why you couldn’t kiss either one of ‘em,” Mary says, shrugging. “I’m bettin’ it’s gonna be a good long time before I see Landi again. That don’t mean there was anything wrong with us foolin’ around now.” She thinks a bit. “As far as t’ other ‘n bein’ your sister, I think them two twins at the spa kissin’ would be real cute, so I’m for you kissin’ her too.”

Willamina: Me too TBH. I mean, I kissed my brother when we were younger, It’s not THAT weird if yer lonely.

Cat: Um. Yeah, I wouldn’t wanna kiss my bro though, I’m on the opposite side of that whole topic haha.

He puts his phone away.

:sp_arthurius_3: : Who knows, maybe you’ll meet them both if you come to the upcoming Beach Day? They’re pretty interesting people. But enough about them, what’s your secrets, Mary?

Mary taps her chin. “Bein’ perfectly honest, I’m pretty much an open book. Can’t say there’s much I don’t share. I guess the most secret thing I can think of is that I won’t go on a date with a Unit Commander unless they bring all their troops back from a mission with nobody bein’ wounded or a casualty.”

Cat: Well You all already know my secret, the whole power giving thing. That’s kind of the biggest secret I have. I guess If you wanted a sexy secret…

Cat: I’m really into Kin, like their fluffy chests and musk, just oooh It drives me wild you know?

Cat lies his head on the table and rolls it around in embarrassment


Willamina just laughs at his shenanigans and gives him a pat on the back.

Willamina: There, there, nothing wrong with being a FURRY! Got lots of those already wanting to bone ya down.

:sp_arthurius_3: :Cat, I mean, didn’t you say you had some jackal blood in you? Probably doesn’t seem bad admitting that… I think?

Cat: Oh right. I forget. Hahaha. Just, yknow, is embarrassing to say out loud, hahah.

“Is that what people call fluff fetishists?” Serah asks. “Species intermarry all the time where I’m from. I mean, noble houses are forbidden from that, but that just makes it all the more-”

Serah shuts up before Franklin realizes he’s forbidden fruit.

Willamina: Cat you can be a FLUFF FETISHIST! HAH, oh I’m stealing that Mary.

"You could still mess around and stuff tho, right?" Mary asks, staring intensely at Serah and cutting her eyes over to Franklin.

“It’s very frowned upon,” Serah says quietly. "I have to maintain my propriety at all times. Mostly. It’s complicated.”

"It would be real cute if you an' Franklin kissed though," Mary says, steepling her fingers in front of her. "Just imagine holdin' on to his little fluffy hand … "

Serah refuses to continue the conversation, but she does steal a longing glance at Franklin.

:sp_arthurius_3: :Speaking of Franklin… What’s your secret, Frank?

Franklin glances away from his portal

"That party I went to that I mentioned earlier? I told everyone I didn't see the sign that it was an orgy, but I knew."

He goes back to tossing chips in the portal.

Willamina: As for me uhhhhhh. I guess the most embarrassing thing I’ve ever done was have sex with my BROTHER? That DIRTY enough a secret for ya?

"Izzat bad 'r somethin'?" Mary asks.

“Oh, sweet savior,” Serah says, dumbfounded. “Um… he was your stepbrother, right?”

Willamina: Nah, blood brother.

“You seem pretty okay with it, B.B.,” Landi says. “This here is judgement-free zone. And that’s not just ‘cause of what may or may not happen under the table.”

Willamina: I mean, the ONLY problem with that was that he got too clingy and wanted to fuck too much had to yell at him and take a firm stance on the topic. I LOVED him like a brother, but not like LOVE LOVE, ya know?

Cat: That… Kind of explains some stuff, I’ll have to like mull this over.

Willamina: Yeah, Goddess, when he professed his love to me that was that, had to cut the cord ya know, then life turned to SHIT. He allegedly died, lost my family, Blah Blah Blah.

Willamina: SOMEONE else PLEASE!

Kog thinks for a moment: “Uh once when I was minding the cash, a customer gave me a twenty instead of a ten. . . I didn’t tell them and kept the money.”

Arthurius’ strong sense of judgement causes him to gasp loudly at Kog’s heinous crime.

:sp_arthurius_3: : ALRIGHT! that right there crosses the line! I’m changing the subject right now with a dare! And I dare everyone to mix Landi's absinthe with Mary's punch, and drink it!
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“I’m tired of being naked,” Serah says. “I shouldn’t have even had to have taken my corset off. Chinshebeth is mean. Mean! You’re mean!”

“Oh! Idea!” She grabs two Snortilla chips and puts them over her nipples. “It’s not clothes! I’m not breaking any rules!” Serah smiles over her incredibly clever solution.

Willamina: Hmm, if it’s not clothes then I can just go over there and EAT them offa ya. I mean if they’re not clothes then your BREASTS are just plates right?

Cat looks lost in thought, imagining Willamina biting right into Serah’s boobs. He has a doofy smile on his face.

“You can’t eat off somebody else’s plate. That’s rude!” Serah says with supreme confidence. “Who would do something so unmannerly?”

“Willamina,” says Alma dryly.

Arthurius whispers to himself.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"err… isn't the definition of clothes any item that covers the body? Eh whatever…"
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Cat: So uh, Will, I know we just walked into Bobby’s house and all, but I’m curious, is this place like linking different realities or dimensions, is it a product of his power, I mean we had to pay him like 10 Slushees to get in.

Willamina: I never really thought ABOUT it, it’s just a fun way to meet new PEOPLE and kin.

Serah: Is this place secret? That must be why my fairy made me wear a blindfold for the last part of the trip.

Landi: Huh? No, that was just so your head didn’t explode.

Willamina: I mean to us it’s a HOUSE, so….

:sp_arthurius_3: :"You mean… a full house?"
Arthurius laughs at his own cringey joke

:sp_arthurius_3: :As for me, I got here through one of the Bounty Corral Guild’s thought bubbles.
Arthurius looks around the room at Alma, Kog, Chinzebeth, Franklin, and Mary, curiosity growing.
:sp_arthurius_3: :”Okay, now I’m itching to know, may I ask how everyone else get here?”
“I just went to Extraspace an’ they used their machine,” Mary says, shrugging.
“I simply came by chauffeur shuttle” Chinzebeth states “Dimensional travel is common in my stellar empire”
Franklin: I just took a bus and walked up to the address I was given.
Alma: I was taking a transit gate somewhere completely not here. I still don’t know where I am.
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Serah looks around the table and sees a lot of topless people, but only one person wearing glasses. “Oh! Alma’s winning! Yay Alma!”

“Is she?” Landi asks. “Her royal wigginess is doing pretty good. So is the Mad Hatter. You might be out soon, Ser-bear.”

“What happens if I lose?”

“You stop playing and go do whoever, uh, whatever you want. But people can still dare you.”

Alma holds up her leg. “I still have stockings, too. I’mma win!”

:sp_arthurius_3: :Hi Win, I'm Arthurius!!! Nice to meetcha!"
Arthurius continues drunkenly laughing at his dumb jokes

Alma chugs liberally from her flask and stares off blankly into space. “Oh, right. I didn’t do a sss-eccret. I kind of think one of the research scientists where I’m stationed is kind of hot, but he’s got a wife and kid and his daughter is only a few years younger than me. So he’s basically old enough to be my father,” she sniffs and takes another drink. “Thas fine though. I’d be perfectly fine with callin’ him daddy, if you get my meanig.”
Shifting in her seat, Alma turns to face Chinzebeth. “A big, burly wall of meat whosh alsho a geenus? Ya can’t not want to just get a ride on that, amirite, yer… yer queenesty?”
She scoffs and waves her hand. “I mean, you’ve been around a schuper long time, you know how it ish.”

Chinzebeth squints for a moment “Did you just try and insult me? “ she laughs “How charmingly roguish you fluffy little rapscallion” she then starts gently running her fingers over Grimothy’s armor "You are correct however about big strong gene-enhanced warriors” she keeps petting the C.Org.

"Well, anyway yer maje… magister. I dare you to dance on the table if I win. Sexy dance, too.”
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“How devilish of you!” Chinzebeth chuckles and drinks another sip of he drink “If I must! But I’ll be taking Grimothy as my dancing party, er partner”

“Dance party?” Serah says. “We’re going to be all over the floor. Or at least I am! Rolling all over the floor. Wait, we’re naked! Especially Franklin! He’d be doing the no pants dance!” She giggles.

“Rolling around sounds like a really strange dance” Franklin adds, fumbling around with his arm through a portal with no discernible exit point.

“I don’t dance” Grimothy replies coldly

“Pish posh! Anyone can dance” Chinzebeth dismisses casually “I’ll show you how!”

Grimothy gives Mary a look which is somewhere between a glare of betrayal and a plea for help.

Mary looks right back, cooly, and says, “You gotta do what she says, buddy. Better get them feets a flappin’.”

“I understand” Grimothy responds with all the excitement of a man being sent to the gallows

:sp_arthurius_3: :"I still want to tangle with someone… Wait, I mean… tango? Uummm… nah, tangle is the correct word, hahahahahaha!"

Chinzebeth remembers that she’s playing a game still, “I can’t bet my shoes if I am to dance . . . oh dear … “ the queen looks down at her remaining items in embarrassment “I suppose I must bet my slip”

Looking uncomfortable, Chinze changes the topic. “Franklin as my dare you must express your honest feelings regarding miss Kensington”

Serah’s eyes go wide.

Cat and Will: YEAH DANCING!

They both get up and start to move around, its clunky, awkward, and kind of embarrassing because neither of them know how to dance.
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Mary contemplates her own tummy.

“Only the top nipples are lewd,” she says.

“What’s that mean?” Landi asks, lounging around her glass of absinthe and letting her sodden wings dry. “Are you saying you can’t get off rubbing your six-pack a’ pop-ups?”

Cat: I think all the nipples are lewd! Just giving them little nibbles is fun!

Cat: Have you ever motorboated someone with 6 tiddies, it’s a wonderful experience.

Mary keeps staring at her tummy.

“Well, they’re all erogenous zones,” Mary says. “Dunno if I can get off just from playin with my nipples tho.” She plays with one.

“Ahm just sayin’ it’s not lewd if you show off the belly ones if’n they’re basically just nipples.” She flicks several experimentally.

“I say it’s the tiddies that are lewd.” She bounces her breasts in her hands experimentally.

“Yeah that’s how it works.” Franklin adds in, nodding sagely. “A nipple is just a nipple. There’s way too many going around for all of ‘em to be lewd”

“Ah don’t gotta get five bikini tops to to go the public pool, right?” she asks.

“But then you’d get sunburned nipples!” Serah says. “All nipples should be nice and safe in swimsuits. Offerwishe you’d have tan nipples and regular nipples. That’s weird.”

“Look,” Franklin explains, “Guys don’t have to cover up their nipples, that’s not lewd. So it’s obvious that it’s not the nipples that are lewd. It’s only when they’re on boobs.”

“Well on MY world all nipples must be covered on the beach, both men and women” Chinzebeth counters.

“A marsupial can make different kinds ‘a milk from different nipples at the same time,” Mary says. “Like a high-sugar milk for the littler fellers and a higher-protein milk for the older fellers. At the same time.”

“If I had lots a’ nipples I’d want them all the same,” Serah says, examining her dynamic duos and imagining reinforcements. “With no sunburns. Way too sensitive!”

“It would be pretty cool to have nipples that make chocolate milk”

“What’s a sun burn?” Mary asks, flicking each of her nipples experimentally as if she were playing a nipple-based xylophone.

“Your skin turns red and peels,” Serah shudders, “And it hurts for DAYS! Everything you touch is pain!”

“Well that doesn’t happen for me,” Franklin says, “Is the sun in your world really big or something?”

“I never looked into the why. Only the WHYYYYYY.” Serah wails dramatically and slouches down, covering her chest from imaginary sunburns. Then an idea hits her. “You could come over to my world and-”

“I’d kiss ‘em better if they got sunburned,” Mary says, winking at Serah. “Canine saliva is good for wounds ‘n stuff.”

Serah winces, completely thrown off what little game she has. “... ow. Um, I’m not sure how well that would work. You really haven’t had a sunburn, then?”

“All the sunlight where ah live is artificial, so I dunno if Franklin’s just extra cool or if you’re just extra burny,” Mary says, tapping her chin.

Serah is too overcome with the imagined sensation of sunburned nipples to ask Franklin to investigate the burniness of her sun.
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“Also,” Franklin chimes in, Holding a hose of some sort of dispenser coming out of a portal to his side, refilling his vial with luminous blue liquid, “That’s a pretty bold dare you made there Mary. So I’m gonna turn it back on you! When I win, YOU have to kiss everyone around the table, with tongue!”

“She can’t do that!” Serah exclaims. “She’d bonk into everyone’s nose!”

“I’m perfectly proficient in kissin’ with tongue!” Mary shouts indignantly. “I just gotta turn my head to the side a little bit!”

Serah can’t really wrap her head around the idea. “Many boops.”

“I for one welcome any Mary boops” Chinzebeth adds “She’s a good little doggy!”

Mary makes her hands into little fists. “I kin kiss without boopin’!”

“Well,” Franklin adds cheekily as the trickle of party punch gradually fills his flask, “Once we reveal these cards you’re gonna get to prove it!”
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The river materializes as: Arthurius’s Business Card

SERAH has: Abercrombie & Fitch gift card, One-year subscription to the Jelly of the Month Club
ARTHURIUS has: 1st Edition Holographic Charizard Card, 9 of Swords Tarot Card
WILLAMINA AND CAT has: UNO reverse card, Penis Voucher (good for one custom penis up to 12”)
MARY KIL has: Left Leg of the Forbidden One, Exodia the Forbidden One
FRANKLIN has: 6 of clubs, a $25 gift certificate to Mr Gatti’s Pizza with the number scribbled out in sharpie and a “$12” written next to it
ALMA has: a Hearthstone goblin and an inexplicably sexy Renamon
CHINZEBETH has: AARP Membership Card, and a TGchan premium gold card

Mary Kil wins the hand by summoning EXODIA THE FORBIDDEN ONE!
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“Impossible!” The blue-skin white panties flaps her wings in shock. “No one’s ever been able to summon him in a poker game!”

:sp_arthurius_3: :Awwww… And I really wanted to win that mutagen. What were we even supposed to be doing that round!? It was so confusing… And why is my business card the river?! Why has it betrayed meeeee!?

Arthurius drunkenly crumbles up the worthless and totally not valuable charizard card and tosses it away.

“I lost,” Serah says. “That means Mary gets the beautigen! Hehe, beautigen. Here you go!” She slides the flask across the table. “What was your dare again?”

“Wait, did I actually win?” Mary says incredulously. “Haha I win! I win! All y’all gotta kiss!” She cackles maniacally and takes her winnings.

“Kissing!” Landi cheers. “Kissing time!”

“Kissing?” Serah freezes up and stares at Franklin from across the table.. It’s now or never …

:sp_arthurius_3: :Oh… Right, k-kissing, yeah! Ahahahah! Everyone knows how to kiss… umm… hahaha

Arthurius looks around the table nervously.
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“ ‘M done being ladylike. Come on, you can do this…” Serah says under her breath, psyching herself up. She grips the edge of the table nervously. “Um ... Franklin?”

Franklin looks over from the spectacle on the other end of the table, fidgeting with something under the table; and gives Serah a big, dorky grin.

Serah stares him right in the eye, face flush with drink and mind blown with need. “I want to kiss you really bad.”

Franklin takes a swig from his freshly-filled glass of party punch, setting it down before responding, “Actually, I think it might be pretty good

Serah catapults herself across the table.

Drinks crash, cards fly and chips crunch in a great, unholy racket. Before Franklin knows what’s hit him, he’s pinned back in his seat and utterly engulfed in Serah’s eager kisses.

Franklin claims Serah’s mouth with a deep, lingering kiss of his own. He draws out the moment, teasing her trembling lips with a slow, soft nibble, until Serah can’t restrain herself a second longer and she presses herself against him even harder. With a soft, pleading moan, she reaches between Franklin’s shoulder blades and grabs ahold of his fur, tugging tight and pulling as close as she can. She accidentally kicks a plate off the table, which might have been worth noticing five seconds ago but it’s not Franklin’s lips so who cares?

Serah’s tug is just enough to slide the legs of Franklin’s chair out from under him. He goes down with it- but the two are still twined around each other so tight that Serah is pulled under the table with him. There’s a resounding crash and a yelp as the two hit the floor.

The briefest moment of silence is quickly pierced by Serah’s shocked intake of breath as Franklin slips between her lips with a deep, moist kiss that’s instantly returned with redoubled passion. Neither one backs down, and their embrace only grows more heated with every passing second.

Mary claps slowly and gives Franklin and Serah a slow, dignified wolf whistle. “Now that’s a kiss!”

:sp_arthurius_3: : Wh-WHOA! Do our kisses have to be th-that intense?!

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Author's note: Special thanks to Harbard Grim for helping me with this update drawing Morpheus, and Phobetor. You can find his artwork here https://questden.org/kusaba/draw/res/37534.html

:sp_arthurius_3: :"Soooooo... our sandmen in our dream universe tend to bring people to specific dreams based off of what is on a dreamer’s mind, or in the deepest recesses of a dreamer’s subconscious… I’m interested in knowing what’s the weirdest dream everyone had recently been sent to with that in mind. Y’know, just to get to know you all more as potential clients to help deal with any nightmares you may have better.."

Cat: Uh yeah I’ve got a weird one. I recently went to an auction run by a demon where they used my achievement points to purchase goods and it appeared in the real world. Was that a dream or was I teleported? Did my soul leave my body. I have lots of questions about that tbh.

Arthurius is thinking hard, trying to connect the dots while whispering to himself.

:sp_arthurius_3: :Auctions with demons… Achievement points… Dungeons… Powers… Apocalypse"

His fist starts to tremble and suddenly, he pounds his fist hard on the table causing it to shake a bit, grabbing the attention of everyone on the table.

:sp_arthurius_3: :OH SHIT! I SHOULD HAVE FUCKING KNOWN! I should have known that's what was going on with you two!"

Arthurius takes a long deep sigh to calm himself, rubbing his forehead. and after a long pause, looks around the table at everyone staring at him weirdly. He notices Cat looking particularly really worried like he made a terrible mistake bringing up the demon auction.

:sp_arthurius_3: :”S-sorry, I'm drunk. I’m not angry at you, I’m angry at those demons and what they’ve been doing with our dream universe and the dreamers. Anyway, yes, it was a quote-unquote “dream”, no your body didn’t get teleported, and no, your soul did not leave your body, it was just your subconscious mind just like any other dream. If you’d pinch yourself, you still would have woken up… Ummm… and yeah, I’d like to on behalf of the god of dreams Morpheus apologize that you had a dream like that… I’m ashamed to admit that he played a part in a certain contract to let that happen… You had questions? Lay it on me. I’ll answer.”

Cat: I mean I got stuff out of it, and it distorted reality so that the stuff acted like it was always there? That’s not really a dream, so I dunno how that happened. And there was this like... Illusionary seed. Basically what I’m saying is I'm confused. How can they do stuff like that using a dream?

:sp_arthurius_3: :*sigh* And they’re still stealing and selling our kingdoms' seeds… Bet they didn’t mentioned it requires dreamcier or nightmarecier blood for them to work properly either… Alright, That was indeed a dreamworld created by the demons through their auction site, but what’s going on with the reality distortion is that it's one part a large MANDELA EFFECT caused by the dream god Morpheus and the nightmare god Phobetor. They alter large groups of people’s memories to account for new things that happen as a result of any demon auction, all because of some peace treaty they signed. The other part of the reality distortion is demons setting up items and certain slaves to fit the new narrative.

:sp_arthurius_3: :Millenniums ago, the current Demon Queen Proserpina and the demons decided they wanted to use the dream universe for their demon war. However, Morpheus, and Phobetor caught on early to what she was up to after looking into the dreams of dreamers who experienced being in a world chosen for demon wars previously, and compared it to what was happening in our universe. They managed to put a stop to the demons setting things up early on, but in response, Proserpina decided to retaliate.

:sp_arthurius_3: : Phobetor and Morpheus had formed a temporary truce with each other to fight Proserpina together, and she turned out to be crazy strong, strong enough to hold her ground against two gods. But in the end, the fight was a stalemate with neither side gaining an advantage over each other.

Cat: Geez a demon as strong as a god?!?!

Willamina: Are we screwed? Do S rank heroes have the STRENGTH of a GOD?

Cat: Maybe the system is designed in such a way that we could never get strong enough to touch the truly top powers.

Willamina: Yeah, something killed Saba after all and he was S ranked. Probably even SS ranked if that’s a thing.

:sp_arthurius_3: :Ehhhhhhh... As a bounty hunter, I've learned not to jump to conclusions. So please don't start thinking things are designed to make it impossible to stand a chance. After all, you do have a power that can give other people powers, and even UPGRADE them, perhaps even to demi-godlike levels? who knows? Just don't be afraid to use your power and strengthen it as much as you can every day, now more than ever.

:sp_arthurius_3: : Anyway, Since things went nowhere, Proserpina instead decided to form a peace treaty, or demon contract with the gods which stated that demons shall never use the dream universe for demon wars in exchange for letting them build their own dream world at their auction sites that they can send dreamers to without interference, and have some sandmen of their own to bring the dreamers to their dreams for auctions. The treaty also required Morpheus and Phoboter to mind whammy groups of people to adjust their minds to things in the new distorted reality that happen after each auction.

:sp_arthurius_3: : it is a demon contract though, there are some hidden consequences. For one, it didn’t say that demons couldn't steal dream objects or dream organisms that dreamciers and nightmareciers create, and pass them up as artifacts or slaves and put them as prizes at an auction, which is why you saw one of our illusionary seeds earlier.
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Cat: Thanks for the history lesson, this is all just so… weird.

Cat: Well they’re demons, can’t expect them to get every item the legitimate way. Or is that racist? Racism or not they’re killing kin on Faunus so I stand by my statement.

Willamina: Hear, hear!

:sp_arthurius_3: : Speaking of demons, My sis said she danced really briefly with some kind of anthropomorphic corkscrew with demon horns at that Romance Festival... she said he wasn't bad despite himself claiming to be a sociopath. But whatever, she's weird, but then again, I can respect that she can always find the good in people.

:sp_arthurius_3: : Anyway, I think I’ll bet my dreamcatcher net this next round... It’s getting outdated, and I could use a new one anyway… and I’m down to clothes I don’t want to lose. I use it to capture nightmares and nightmareciers… though I’m not exactly sure if it works in reality. What you can do though is put it near you as you sleep, and a sandman will take it with you to the dream world so if you face a nightmare, you can capture them in its web.

“It fixes nightmares?" Landi leans over the edge of the table and yells at the two lovebirds still going at it. “Serah! Serah, you have to win it!”

Serah doesn't even notice.

"Oh, well. I'll play for her this round!" Landi says. "We have to win it! Do you have any idea how horrible it is to have a pillow that whines? It’s bad! Also, the pillow is a fox.”

Cat: That actually might be incredibly useful. We both suffer from nightmares, and I expect we’ll be going through some pretty traumatic stuff and even get some PTSD, if we could get nightmare-free rest I’d call that a win.

Willamina: We NEED this. We can put it in the Winnebago’s bedroom.
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Willamina and Cat look at eachother and give a shrug.

Willamina: SO, who do we have to KISS?

Cat: Uhhhh, anyone? I’m lazy let’s smooch the kin next to us.

Willamina: I’m GAME.

Cat gets up and saunters over towards Arthurius, getting real close and up in his business.

Meanwhile, Arthurius doesn’t notice Cat coming in close as he is lost in thought over the realization that Mary’s win means that he is going to be getting his first kiss. He nervously talks to himself.

:sp_arthurius_3: :Errr… I’m supposed to kiss somebody too, right? Umm… hahah wow, err… I’m not even sure how to start with that, like… I always thought my first kiss would be with someone I love… and how do I go about kissing someone? Who do I even kiss? Who would even want to kiss me or get kissed by me?? What happens if I kiss somebody, but they get really uncomfortable with me kissing them and they slap me or something?!? I-I-I don’t want to get hurt again! ACK! THIS IS TOO MUCH PRESSURE!!!

At that moment, being reeeeeeeally close, Cat taps Arthurius’ shoulder, and as he turns to face him, expecting to answer Cat’s question, Cat grabs the back of Arthurius’ head and leans him forcfully into a huge sloppy kiss, with tongues tangling each other. Arthurius is at first in huge shock, almost about to try to struggle to escape, but he soon surrenders to this new feeling he is experiencing. He shuts his eyes and relaxes himself.

Willamina with quick reflexes manages to snap a picture of this moment.

When they finally free themselves from the smooch, Arthurius sits speechless in his chair in stunned silence, blushing, pupils in a state of dilation, and trying to process this new feeling he’s never felt before. Was this what it always feels like getting kissed? He beings to wonder if this is something he actually enjoys, and if he should consider giving dating a try whenever he is off work to try getting smooches from other people.

Or was this just the alcohol making him feel this way?
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Regardless, he finally speaks up, albeit awkwardly.

:sp_arthurius_3: :ummm… Errrr… Th-thanks for loosening me up there…
Cat: No problem!
Cat gives Arthurius a pat on the head and heads back to his seat, picking up the camera and getting ready to snap a new photo.

Mary claps gleefully and gives Arthurius and Cat a wolf whistle and a thumbs-up.

Willamina then follows suit and heads over to Arthurius, feeling some competitiveness. She grabs him by the shoulders and just starts slobbering all over his mouth, sitting on him and having a generally good time.

Arthurius almost tenses up, but after experiencing his first kiss with Cat has become a little more comfortable with the second kiss. He almost raises his arm to grab Willamina’s back and lean her closer to him, but decides against it, worried about how she might react, and remembering that Mary had said her friend has romantic feelings for Willamina, not wanting to ruin that relationship. He does however allow his tongue to playfully twist around Willamina’s tongue a tiny bit this time around.

However, Willamina uses this opportunity to playfully move her arms from his shoulder to his neck and steals his bowtie. She then passes it over to Mary.

Arthurius getting the wrong idea becomes very nervous over this, thinking she might be stripping him with the intention of taking this to the next level.

:sp_arthurius_4: :Eep! Ah! Alright! Th-thanks Willamina! That was fun, and I really appreciate you and Cat for giving me a confidence boost, but th-there’s n-no need to take this further. *whispering to himself* I wanna save myself for someone I truly love with all my heart and would want to spend the rest of my life with after all.

As everyone’s distracted with Willamina kissing Arthurius Cat quickly strips his underwear, letting everyone get a peek at his shaved junk before trying to fling his donut undies at Mary, but they only get halfway across the table since the elastic is too weak.
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Alma staggers to her feet and manages to get her panties off without falling over.
“Oh no… I lost,” she murmurs. “I don’t have any clothes left.”

“Your panties ‘r cute!” Mary says, scampering across the table to grab them. She scurries back to her seat and gives them a little sniff. “I’mma keep these ones.”

Landi giggles and looks up at Cat. “You wanna tell Alma or should I?”
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"I gotta kiss somboddy with tongue, yeah?"

Alma leans over and catches herself mid-stagger on the edge of the table before she schlorps her tongue up Willamena’s face.

Willamina reciprocates, grabbing the back of Alma’s head when she tries to pull away and making it last a few more seconds, surprising Alma and giving her a little wink.

Alma opens her mouth in a silent shriek at being licked by a fleshy alien.

Willamina: THERE!

Arthurius, feeling a little more confident from his kisses, whispers to Cat to sneak a picture of the licks with Willamina’s camera. Cat snaps a picture.

:sp_arthurius_4: :”There”

Mary gives a firm thumbs up. “It counts,” she says.
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“We’ll we’ve lost” Chinzebeth smiles “by the rules Grimothy we must kiss”

:sp_arthurius_4: :”W...Wait Queen Chinzebeth! I don’t think that a good idea”

“I too would advise against this” Grimothy seconds

Chinzebeh huffs in annoyance “You must obey me! Now give me a kiss”

Grimothy shrugs and moves in for a kiss

“Ow!” Chinzebeth exclaims and pulls away

Grimothy opens his mouth to reveal his tongue serrations.
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:sp_arthurius_4: :”Mary! I get the impression that you enjoy seeing people forming bonds and fall in love with each other.”

:sp_arthurius_4: :”I wanna ask, considering everyone who is in this room's personality, who would you ship each of us with? You don't have to ship us with another person In this room, it can be someone from your world, or another world too… asking because i'm kind of interested in forming a loving relationship with someone after that kissing dare.”

Mary considers the question.

“Ah think you should get with the one that ain’t your sister. I have a feelin’ she’s sweet on you.”

:sp_arthurius_4: :”You mean Lilly? Her being sweet??? HAH! Though while I will admit she is cute… I don’t think my species can reproduce with dreamers...”

She casts her eyes around the room. “Ah guess Will ‘n Cat are cute, but ah think Will is cuter with the scarred up girl back at the base.”

Will: Eh, fair, we did have some chemistry.

She turns her gaze to the general area where Serah and Franklin are on the floor. “Them two are cute. I’m for it.”

Something bumps hard against a table leg, jiggling the drinks in agreement.

She looks over at Chinzebeth. “Ah think royal majesties have concubines, so ah don’t think it’d be appropriate to ship her majesty with just one person.”

“Concubines?! How scandalous!” Chinzebeth smiles at mall little Mary“As adorable as you are, I have no lustful interests in women”

She looks over at Alma. “Ah think Alma and Landi should kiss. That’d be cute. Although ah ain’t gonna lie, if Landi wants to come over an visit, I wouldn't say ‘no,’” she winks at the fairy.

Landi blows Mary a kiss. ”Mwah.”

“Them there are mah ships,” Mary says,satisfied.
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Mary Shuffles the cards and deals. With a serene expression, she swipes her own two cards onto the floor without looking at them.

“Ah fold,” Mary says, “Ah’ve already won everything ah’d want.” She relaxes in her chair, waving to the other participants. “Go in peace, mah children.”

The turn and flop cards are 7 of Hearts, 8 of Clubs, Jack of Clubs, 9 of Diamonds

Cat: Ughhhh are we gonna lose this hand too!?!?? What is with these cards.

Willamina: You CAT win em all heheheheh.

Willamina: uhhhh if we win, let’s see…

Cat: BEANZ! I wanna touch some beans!!

Willamina: OOOH, Me too! Mary and Alma we get to touch your toe beans if we win! And Franklins if he has any!

Cat: Though uh, we’re probably going to lose this hand even if we get the ACE we need. *SIIIIGH* a man can dream.

“What’s this?” Landi kneels down and peeks underneath her cards. Her wings perk up in interest. “Oh, fuck yeah! If the river’s a five, I’ve got this in the bag! And Serah will have her one and only win thanks to me! Hehe! Now I gotta think of a dare...”

:sp_arthurius_4: :”Well, as I said, if I lose, I’ll give the winner my net. I sure hope I remember I betted this thing after I sober up, or else I’d freak the fuck out, HAHAHAHA! Ha ha… haaaaa…

Arthurius thinks a moment of his dare

:sp_arthurius_4: :”Alright! If I win, I dare everybody, including myself, to play the next round… under the table! It's so hard to get a look at everyone if the table is in the way… Wait, that was perverted to say… eh, I'm drunk. So what...I might have a chance if some kind of 8 shows up… or even better, a 6. any symbol would do, spades my lucky symbol though…

:sp_arthurius_4: :”And if I were to guess, considering Franklin lost all his clothes, he might bet something he has in his bag… Maybe his ring? Whoooooo knoooows?”
No. 1004447 ID: b6ad84

It's a real toss-up, but ultimately I say give Landi the win.
No. 1004449 ID: 818106

Will and Cat for BEANZ. Ace of clubs (since ot kinda looks like beans.)
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“Beanz, beanz, Will wants to touch,” Landi says, kicking her feet back and forth to the rhyme. “I think Cat likes, them more than butts. Hee!”

Cat: Beans are obveously superior.

Willamina: I dunno, butts are pretty COOL, especially since some of them have FLUFFY TAILZ

“This table needs more of both,” Landi agrees. “And Serah needs more clothes! If I win this hand, all the losers have to take off one additional item of clothing! And no using special items in response to this bet one- if you’re gonna bet your item, announce it now! Like Arthurius announced!”

:sp_arthurius_4: :”So if I lose, I have to give up both my net and an item of clothing?”
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“Yes!” Mary decrees from her place at the table. “An’ since Landi’s playin’ Serah’s hand she’s gotta strip down to her panties, ‘cause that’s all Serah’s got left!” She nods. “So mote it be!”

“Huh?” Landi’s mouth drops open. “What? Where’s that in the rules?”

“So. Mote. It. Be.” Mary says, her expression stern.


:sp_arthurius_4: :”Well, I'm no coward, and anyone who folds after hearing what this risky dare was, and not before it got announced is considered one, so I'm not folding!”

“Grr!” Landi growls. “All this just to hold a win over Serah’s head? Even if I win, I lose!” She whips around and looks at Willamina. “Promise there’s not gonna be any pictures!”

Willamina: I PROMISE to take pictures!

“If you didn’t give me such good absinthe, I’d put a curse on you so bad!” Landi whines. She stomps her foot and fiddles with the knot on her dress. “Something something spinning wheel!”

Landi pretends to have difficulty with the knot on her dress’s shoulder and ducks behind the bottle of absinthe like an awkward fairy ninja, hoping everyone forgets she was there a second ago.

“That river better be a five,” Landi grumbles.
No. 1004460 ID: 629f2e

I want to stoke Landi's ego with a win, so let's make the river a 5.
No. 1004462 ID: 10c07d

No. 1004465 ID: 0fae41

8. Begone, table!
No. 1004466 ID: f8fa51

Yeah, ditch the table.
No. 1004482 ID: fa88b3

It's 5 time!
No. 1004892 ID: afe7de
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Through the absinthe bottle, a Landi-shaped silhouette can be seen sliding off her flats.

“You all just wait and see!” Landi shouts. She chucks her flats out from behind the bottle and gets to work on her dress’s knot. “I’m the luckiest girl here. Nobody’s gonna beat my hand!”

Arthurius stares at Cat and Willamina in contemplation.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"Pardon, but have you two heard of or seen a young woman named Lilly Teagarden in your universe? She has long red hair, freckles, blue eyes, in her early 20s. I wanted to know if she lives in your world since her clothing fashion looks closest to you two compared to the other humans here."

Cat: Uh, the world’s a big place, but I can do a PAWNGLE search real quick to see if there’s any missing person reports by that name. At the very least I can check if she’s from Midland.

Cat pulls out a little purple rectangular device with a touch screen, his COMM, and starts searching for her online.

Meanwhile, Landi’s silhouette is still fiddling with her dress knot.

“This is gonna be so worth it,” Landi psychs herself up from behind the bottle. “Soooo worth it. Serah’s gonna be like, ‘Yeah you are the luckiest, best poker player here, and you getting those clothes for me totally makes up for the incident with the disappearing dress! Totally!”

With a single quick, decisive motion, she undoes the knot and slides her dress down. “Hup!” She kicks it off her foot and gives a hard flap of her wings, sending the dress in a looping arc over the bottle and landing in the middle of the table. “Fuck yeah! Trick shot!”

Cat: Let’s see. Lilly Tardegrade, Lilly Loubelle, Lilly Lestrange…

Willamina: My aunt was CALLED Lilly, but she was like in her 30s.

Cat: Not finding anyone under that name, sorry.

Arthurius shrugs

:sp_arthurius_3: :"Eh, that’s alright, the multiverse is endless, so it was expected. She’s an interesting dreamer that I met under unusual circumstances. She’s a pretty curious person, loves to dress up… though, she is a bit of a teaser. Maybe you should come over to this year's Beach Day this summer, you two might get the chance to meet her then. You'd all probably make good friends"
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Queen Chinzebeth had just finished slowly removing her slip, mumbling and stuttering to herself, while hiding behind Grimothy.

Upon hearing Landi’s dare, she jumps with a start “Two items?! I simply couldn't!” she looks down at her meager remaining garments “I have nothing left to bet! I fold and surrender my throne to the victor!”

Chinzebeth tosses her Slip onto the table without leaving cover.

Mary scampers onto the table to retrieve her slip. “Ah think this’ll be a fetchin’ dress,” she says, rubbing the fabric between her fingers as she scurries back to her seat, wrapping it around her shoulders like a fancy stole.
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Alma staggers up and starts gathering swirling masses of energy in her hands.
“Two closs? You’re trying to get me naked! You jus’ wanna be ab to lay yer eggs in me er sothin’” she slurs, wobbling precariously while waving her hands about.
“I’mma fry all ya an’ save the worl, ya freegy aliens!”

Chinzebeth cries out in shock “My goodness! Guards! protect me from the rabid mongrel!”

In a swift motion Grimothy draws his rifle “stand down lady! I’ve not been trained for non-lethal combat!”

“You wanna go, bird man?

“AHH!” Landi shrieks. She ducks and covers behind her absinthe bottle and draws on her years of drunk logic. “You’re still wearing glasses n’ socks! You can’t get eggs in you if you’re not naked!”

“I’ve ben attag’d by aliens before. I know how it worksh!”

Arthurius grabs his net to protect himself, even though it isn't really one of his weapons that can protect him and more of a nightmare capturing device.

:sp_arthurius_4: :”You know you could always fold and just strip one item instead of two… or just quit and leave. Or maybe bet an item along with an article of clothing. And ummm… this isn't your planet you're saving, I think it's Franklin's.”

Grimothy responds “you know what glasses? I DO want to go. As far as I’m concerned you’re all drunk horny weirdos, some honest to god brutal combat would be a nice change of pace.” he clicks off the safety and levels the rifle.

Arthurius attempts to stop the incoming fight by standing between Alma and Grimothy, and arms stretched out to distance the two of them.

:sp_arthurius_4: :”Now, now. Both of ya chillax, this is a party, remember? not a war zone. We're here for fun, not to kill each other like primitive cave people. If you're both gonna fight, leave and take it outside. Besides, I think killing a player is a disqualification.”
No. 1005299 ID: 96c896

No violence in the strip poker match!
No. 1005314 ID: 51ac1e

Agreed, no violence... unless it involves clothing damage
No. 1005361 ID: 10c07d

Clothing damage is always acceptable
No. 1005451 ID: bb78f2

oh my god alma, you have kids? do you have pictures?
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“Yeah, what Arthurius said!” Landi says. “No fighting! If you’re gonna fight, take it outside! Look, you’re scaring Mary!”

Mary had immediately skittered under the table when Alma started freaking out, where the view is much better (and safer).

Cat: Woah Woah Woah, I really don’t want there to be a gunfight, this is supposed to be our fun day.

Willamina: Uhhhh yeah, I’d rather NOT have to fight right now. That gun looks like it fires METAL BULLETS and I’m not into dying right now.

Willamina and cat both fidget with something underneath their table, they seem tense.

Cat: At the very least, please don’t use guns with REAL BULLETS, just like fistfight or something.

Arthurius takes a quick glance at Franklin and Serah to see how they are responding to the situation. They are still making out not even aware of what is happening. He puts his attention back at Alma and Grim

:sp_arthurius_4: :Alma, if you don't want to risk your clothes getting stripped off, just leave the game and go home, Grim, if you kill or severely hurt Alma or anyone here, the queen is disqualified, and I think that will piss her off. Plus, scaring Mary might make your queen mad at you. Just dare somebody instead.

Alma gestures wildly. “I’m not doing anything. That guy is being a dick.”

“Ahhhh!” Landi yelps. “She’s making magical hand gestures at me! I’m too pretty to die!”

:sp_arthurius_4: :Errr… actually, I think she’s so drunk, she forgot she was threatening us… Grimothy, it is okay to put your gun away.

“It seems the hostile has ceased it’s aggression, no further action is necessary” Grimothy locks the safety and lowers the rifle “... for now, I’m watching you sorcerer”

“Wait, am I safe now? I’m not going to get blown up?” Landi asks, peeking out from behind her bottle.

“Oh my poor heart” Chinzebeth moans

Franklin pops his head up over the table, light pink smeared through the fur on his face, tossing his socks over toward Mary. “OH yeah, I guess I gotta make a dare, huh. Well, I’m already naked…”

There’s an excited gasp followed by the thump of something hard hitting the underside of the table.

“So I guess to stay in I have to bet something else. I guess … hmmm, I’ve got that magic ring I brought with me, so I guess I’m betting that for the rest of the game! You all better watch out though, I’m feeling pretty lucky!”

He scratches his chin briefly, adding “Oh and for the dare, well, Mary already got everyone to kiss each other, so when I win this hand, everyone that loses has to give Mary a smooch! How abo-” Franklin is abruptly cut off as he is dragged back under the table, with muffled giggling ensuing.

“Kiss mah foot,” Mary says blearily to no one in particular, holding up one of her paws and spreading her toes.

:sp_arthurius_4: :Didn’t Cat say he likes beans as he called them or something? He’s probably got you covered on that, Mary
Cat: I would 100% kiss your beans. As sloppily as you want!
:sp_arthurius_4: :As for me, now that I have some experience smooching, I think it's fair to practice kissing, especially if I wanna someday start a relationship, which is why I call dibs on smooching Mary’s head… I mean snoot! Yeah! Snoot![/small].
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The river materializes as a Five of Cups.

SERAH AND LANDI has: Six of Clubs, Six of Spades
ARTHURIUS has: Five of Spades, Eight of Spades
WILLAMINA AND CAT has: Ace of Diamonds, Two of Diamonds
MARY KIL has folded.
FRANKLIN has: Six of Diamonds, King of Hearts
ALMA has: Queen of Spades, Eight of Hearts
CHINZEBETH has folded.

SERAH AND LANDI and FRANKLIN win with a straight!

ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED: get every character to win a round at least once

Arthurius gives his net a hug before whispering goodbye to it, hoping no one heard him.

Landi steps out from behind her absinthe bottle and examines the cards gleefully. “Holy shit! We won! Serah, we won!” She pumps her fist and lets out an elated shriek. “I did it! I got us our first win! And your boy toy won too!”

"Neat!" Franklin calls out from under the table.

“Yes! Very neat!” Serah echoes.

“I know you’re busy down there, so you can tell me how awesome I am later,” Landi says smugly. “Now gimme your clothes, everybody! I think Serah would look great in glasses!”

:sp_arthurius_4: :"So that means Mary and Alma is out of the game… unless Alma has a desperation item for the future rounds"
Mary slowly strips her garters off, letting them dangle from her feet before she places them on the table one at a time.

“One fer each ‘a ya!” she says.

“Fuck yeah!” Landi says with a clap of her hands. “What a great party. ‘Snot offen I get to have this much fun anymore now that I’m shacked up with Serah. Love ya Mary!”

“Yer a … a fuckin’ sweetheart, Landi,” Mary slurs drunkenly. “We gotta hang out again!”

Mary then addresses the table generally.

"I'm ready for mah smooches," she says, holding her hands and feet above the table.
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“I love the feeling of sweet, sweet victory,” Landi says, swaying slightly, the absinthe finally catching up with her. “Hey. I’m not cold anymore! I’m nice and hot. Hottttt. Is this what being Alma feels like?”

She flaps her wings to try and fan herself and nearly falls over.

“Oh yeah, I’m all outta dust.. ugh! Who bothers with the laws of physics anyway? Nobody cool, that’s who. And I’m super cool.”

“Ah thought you said you were hot!” Mary says, giggling.

“You know it!” Landi looks down at herself and lets out a giggle. “I can’t believe this. I mean, it’s strip poker, but still, hoooooly shit! This is, like, super weird for me right now. I feel so naked!”

“Ah don’t even feel naked and I am naked!” Mary says, lounging in her chair. “Naked is just a state of mind. Yer as clothed as you wanna be.” She taps the side of her head with one claw.

“I’d rather be much more clothed than I am right now,” Chinzeth mutters.

“Ah think you look great, your grace!” Mary says, shooting the queen a wink.

Arthurius takes his attention off his net and looks over at the general direction of Serah and Franklin who is still making out under the table and getting slightly more intense.

:sp_arthurius_4: :”Soooooo... is Serah not playing anymore and you're taking her place? I'm fine with that! and I wouldn't be surprised if she decides to strip her panties off for Franklin even if she won this round when she doesn't have to with the rate they're going, heh heh heh!”

“Oooh, she might! She’s such a good party girl!” Landi rubs her hands together gleefully. “But I think she’ll pop up when she’s good and ready. I wonder if she’ll do it before or after Franklin does… hee!”
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Arthurius picks up his net and places it on the table, being prepared to hand it over to Landi.

:sp_arthurius_4: :”Well, this will be the last time this ol’ thing will be in my possession before I hand it over and get my sis to make me a new improved one… hahhh, the memories I had with this thing... I kind of wish I had some way to demonstrate how this net works to you by capturing one last nightmare with it... but, there aren't any nightmares around… hmmm...”

Arthurius thinks about it for a moment then gets an idea. Not a good or bad idea, but an idea nonetheless.

:sp_arthurius_4: :”I guess the best I can do with it as a demonstration right now is to kinda fan somebody with it to cool them off… so... who wants to get fanned? I’ll only do it for one person!”

Landi springs to her feet excitedly, stumbling around more than a little bit as she steadies herself. “Oh! Me! Do me! I need a good blow-dry!”

:sp_arthurius_4: :”Errr… my net is not a blow-dryer, it doesn’t even heat up, but whatever, I’ll give you a good fanning”

Arthurius picks up his net, gets up from his chair, and starts fanning Landi in her direction. However, considering Landi’s small size, the wind from the fanning proves to be a bit too strong for her. Her wings catch the breeze just a little too much and she whizzes a few feet across the table like a shuffleboard puck, coming to a rest just at the edge of the table next to Willamina and Cat’s seat.

“Whoa! Almost landed in Kit Kat’s lap!” Landi grabs a plate to steady herself and gives him a smirk. “Wouldn’t want that to happen, now, would we?”

Cat chuckles and gives Landi a few pats on the head.

“Still, that was AWESOME! Gravity is so weird without any dust. Do it again, Dreamboat!” Landi claps her hands and dashes back to Arthurius. “Blow me harder!”

Cat: Blow her huh? Heh. Heh. heh.

Willamina: Cat YOU’RE drunk Cat.



Annoyed by the argument, Arthurius moves to the other side of the table between Mary, and Franklin and Serah who are still making out on the floor behind the table and getting handsy with it. Arthurius does his best to ignore them and stares directly at Landi, Cat, and Willamina

:sp_arthurius_4: :”COOL IT!”

Arthurius gives large hard sways of his net towards Landi, Cat and Willamina. Landi tumbles head-over-heels off the table and flies into Cat’s lap. “Whee!”
No. 1006120 ID: e51896
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Cat: Uh Ah Um. *hmm* Uh oops

There’s a light bump from under the table and and “OOF” from Landi

There’s a giggle from under the table. “Wow! Is this all for me?”

Cat lifts Landi back up onto the table. She’s sporting a big grin.

:sp_arthurius_4: :”Errrrrr...I don’t wanna know, just take the net, and please don’t break it. And, well, even though you have something to protect you from nightmares, I still hope you use my services all the same.”

“This is real nice! I’m finally gonna fix my fox!” Landi beams. “I’ll think of you every time I get a good night’s sleep without a squeaky pillow!”

:sp_arthurius_4: :”I… have to strip something off too along with giving away the net as the dare says, right? Lemme mentally prepare myself for this please.”
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Willamina: Whelp, we’re out.

Willamina stands up with little fanfare, removing her panties and plopping them down on top of the table where Landi’s standing.
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It’s a slow motion shot as the panties slowly descend on the small creature. A squeak is heard as Landi is buried under the garment, and she goes down like she’s been caught in a net.

“I’m trapped!” Landi laughs. “Pinned by panties! I’ll never escape! Oh, what a world!”

“Is my fairy in trouble?” Serah calls out from under the table. She finally surfaces, hair an absolute mess, face flush and wearing a grin a mile wide. “Landi, did you get stuck in the underwear drawer again?” Serah plucks Willamina’s panties to reveal a still-giggling Landi.

“Not my fault it’s so comfy in there! Underwear drawer best drawer!”

“There are lots of other, better places to lie down,” Serah smiles and looks down at Franklin. “Like on your abs, Franklin! Your abs are nice. I think they’re your best part.”

“Best part? Don’t you mean best feature?”


"Oh thanks!" Franklin replies, "I worked really hard on them. And uh, if you wanna stay on 'em for a while that's fine too!"

He pauses for a moment before adding, "I don't know if I can really pick one for you," he looks down across her body, "I like a whole lot of them a whole lot!" He slodes his hand down her back to her butt again, gently patting at it, "I even think its really neat how you don't have a tail!"

Serah bites her lip and gives her rear a shimmy.

Cat: You know, Serah. You obviously like abs on hunky boys, but what’s YOUUUUr best feature?
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“Everyone knows what my best features are!” Serah says. “So you can just skip over me.”

Cat: No, no no, no no, NO, no. I wanna hear what you think your BREAST feature I meant BEST feature is.

“Very funne!” Serah slurs. “Well… I think my best feature is my how pretty I am!”

Willamina: That’s Not a FEATURE?

“Well then… then... fine! My best feature is my fashion sense!” Serah jumps to her feet, turns around and points at the heart on her panties.

Willamina: Well MY best feature is my HEATED personality and CONFIDENCE.

Cat: And uhhhh my best trait??? Uh… I mean, I won’t copy will and say like my SMARTS, I guess my dick? I got mods so it's kind of cool. I can like, make it change shape among other things.


:sp_arthurius_4: :My best something? Hmmm… Probably my negotiation skills. I may get bullied very easily, but I’m really good at talking my way out of a lot of trouble during my bounty hunting missions and getting jobs and pay raises with my clients… though my sister sometimes calls it “manipulation” which I think is a rude way of putting it....
No. 1007404 ID: ca2950
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“Aliens are alwaysh bad news,” Alma slurs. She shucks her stockings and glasses, pushing them across the table, not caring where they end up. “Well… now I’m really naked! I’m done with thish game! Y… you all ‘r lucky I didn’ blow y’up.”

“Appreciated,” Mary says sarcastically, kicking her feet up on the table and slipping unsteadily down in her chair. “Gwon and kiss mah beans,” she says, wiggling her toes in Alma’s general direction.

Alma sticks out her tongue. “That’s not hy… hygen.. clean!!” She blows Mary a kiss instead. “There! Did my dare!” Alma grabs her pile of won clothes and stumbles away from the table, disappearing into the kitchen.

“Did she bring an item to bet?” Serah asks. “She could’ve still been in.”

“Nah,” Landi says. “She got teleported in by surprise, remember? She’s outta stuff. I guess her special item was her hair clip? She had lotsh of clothes.”

“I guess,” Serah says. “Well, she’s definitely done playing.”

“I ain’t got any clothes,” Mary says, still wiggling her toes at Alma’s empty chair.

“Me neither!” adds Franklin.

“Neither do I,” Willamina says. “Hold your foot right there…”

“I hold my foot wherever I wanna,” Mary says. “Which just so happens to be right there. But not ‘cause you told me to or anythin’.”

Willamina grins. “What a HOT coincidence. Hey, Cat, you ready for some KISSIN’?”

Cat’s mumbling something under his breath and sweating profusely.

“That means yes,” Willamina says. She grabs Cat by the shoulders and shoves him towards Mary, and they both swoop down on her outstretched foot.

“Ah knew somebody was gonna kiss mah beans,” Mary says, trying to grab a nose or a tongue with her toes. She starts giggling and falls out of her chair.
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Arthurius considers his clothing, and decides in the end to just strip his belt and pants.

:sp_arthurius_4: :"Considering most people have been removing their pants before something safer like socks, or shirts, I figure pants must be the least humiliating and offensive thing to take off in most of you guys’ cultures back in your worlds, so sorry for not removing these first and if I offended anyone earlier."

“Yeah!” Landi says. “I’m offended every time someone DOESN’T take their pants off when I get naked.”

“It’s still basically the worsht thing fer ush, too!” Alma shouts from the kitchen. “I jus’ diddit anyway.”

“Ah came ta party,” Mary’s voice floats up from the floor. “Most folks where I come from tend to try ‘n keep their pants on, though.”

Arthurius hands the slacks and belt over to Landi.

:sp_arthurius_4: :"I figure since Franklin won a round earlier in the game, Serah might need clothes so… you can have them"

“Yay!” Landi grabs the pants and huddles inside. “Now I can say I got in your pants tonight! Whoo!”

:sp_arthurius_4: :"And I gotta kiss Mary right? Err… wait a sec..."
He looks down at his boxers.

:sp_arthurius_4: :"Oh… errrr… SHIT! I should have kissed Mary BEFORE removing my pants… Ummm... It’s going to get very awkward getting so close to a woman dressed like this… I don’t want to make Mary uncomfortable. Landi, can I get those pants back real quick, kiss mary, and return them to you?"

“Nope!” Landi says with a smug cat-like smirk.

:sp_arthurius_4: :"Uhhhh… okay… deep breaths… Um, Mary, you won’t mind me kissing you with me dressed like this, right?"

“Ah don’t give half a hoot!” Mary yells. “But ah ain’t gettin up.” She leans her head back and looks up at Arth from the floor.

Arthurius takes a deep breath.
:sp_arthurius_4: :"Ah, okay, then… here goes nothing!"

Arthurius kneels down and smooches Mary’s slick, wet... nose.

:sp_arthurius_4: :"There!... Does that count as my third kiss?"

“Yeah!” Landi cheers. “Rack ‘em up! Go get ALL the smooches!”
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Chinze orders her chair rolled over to Franklin and Serah “please shower before using, the seat is genuine Bevite leather . . .” she mutters

“What’re you saying about my butt? That it’s dirty?” Serah pouts. “My butt can share a seat with Franklin whenever it wants!”

Serah sits down on the throne and scoots over, making as much space as she can for Franklin.

Franklin attempts to squeeze into the throne next to Serah, but doesn’t seem to try very hard to fit in before lifting her up to sit on his thigh. “This is a little comfier, though,” he awkwardly attempts to waggle his eyebrows at her.

Chinzebeth then gives a pleading look, “since Lady Kensington has had her fairy fill in, Could I have my servant take my place, he can remove clothing instead of I from this point onward”

“Fill in?” Landi gasps. “Oh, nonono! I’m Serah’s booby- I mean, body double! If one of us loses, the other loses too. That means you BOTH gotta take off yer clothes!”

Landi leans down on the table and looks Chinzebeth in the eye. “Or ya could just cut yer losses and bow outta the game- I’m not gonna make you keep playing. No shame in losing to the best! Hehe!”

“Arthurius kept his hat,” Serah points out. “So how much you wanna keep before you’re done? We’ve all got one bit left, except for Arthurius ‘n you. I think we’re about to have a winner!”

“Yeah,” Franklin adds, “It’s really fun seeing everyone’s hot bod, but if you’re not comfortable taking something off it’s fine if you don’t want to!”

:sp_arthurius_4: :"To be honest, I didn’t expect this game to last this long. My visit here was originally just to advertise my services, and leave… So I propose the next hand to be the final one, I’ll remove my boxers and socks if I lose, but in exchange, I’d like you all to take a bunch of my business cards back home with you please. Share any extra ones with your friends too. Everyone fine with that?"

Serah nods. She realizes the game’s almost over, and hugs fuzzy Franklin tight.

“I’mma look at everybody naked,” Mary says, still on the floor. “I’m eyeballin’ all a y’all.” She points to her eyes and then points to everybody still at the table.
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Franklin reaches for the deck of cards, leaning forward to reach the center of the table.

Serah grins wickedly at the sight. It’s the perfect opportunity to pay him back for his “tail” hunting earlier. She extends her hand… but pulls back when she realizes she kind of landed a chair on his tail earlier, and it’s probably still sore.

Franklin sits back and shuffles the cards. Serah crosses her arms and smiles.

“Oh hey!” Franklin says. “You look happy!”

“I am!” Serah says. “I could have tugged on your tail, but I decided to save it for when you’re not sore.”

Landi bursts out in peals of laughter.

Franklin suppresses a wince as he sways his tail to and fro, "well it feels alright to me, but there'll be olenty of tume after I win the game!"

Franklin deals the cards and lays out the flop and turn.

“Huh!” Landi says. “Look, it’s me!”

“And me!” says Serah.

:sp_arthurius_4: :"And me?"

Franklin seems momentarily transfixed by one of the cards, then shifts over to see his own card as well; "me too! Weird!"

:sp_arthurius_4: :"And… I assume everyone has two cards of themselves in their hand?"

“Yeah!” Serah and Landi say at the exact same time.

Franklin nods.

:sp_arthurius_4: :"hmmmmmm… hear me out: I have this strange feeling that the river is partly influenced by whatever dares we make, and if that is the case, I’m kind of interested in knowing which person the powers that be favors most out of the four of us… anyone else?"

“It favors us!” Landi declares. “ ‘Cause we’re the luckiest, sexiest girls here, and we do the best dares!”

“That’s right!” Serah says. “So when that river card comes up with our faces on it, we dare everyone to do a big naked group hug!”

“Yeah!” Landi nods. “Or semi-naked, Mr. Hatter. Alma can’t be the only one getting pets tonight!”

:sp_arthurius_4: :"Alrighty, In that case. I think I thought of a dare, though I’ll leave it optional since I have no way of knowing if you guys will do it or not after we all leave the table: I kinda wanna know how brave everyone is, so how about if I win, everyone who has lost the game will have to streak home naked, or with whatever they have left wearing if they bow out? you cannot put on the new clothes you’ve won or any other clothes until after you make it home."

“Well I think before we all go,” Franklin said, “We should definitely get a group photo. And if Iiiiiiiiiiiiiii win,” He draws his words out, looking around the table, before pointing at Willamena “Wil gets to decide how everyone poses for it!”

:sp_arthurius_4: :"I’ll stay for the photos, you’ve all been good friends and would like something to remember you all with."

“Make Franklin pose kissing me!” Serah calls out.

“Or better!” Landi adds with a coquettish grin.


- Arthurius
- Chinzebeth
- Franklin
- Serah & Landi

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Let Chinz win. When Chinzebeth wins, everybody wins. Go get a royal flush, Chinz!
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Franklin! Let's get a nice group picture to wrap things up.
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Franklin. Then everyones naked, since franklin already is naked
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Serah and Landi! They had the most fun out of everyone, they deserve the win.
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Franklin should win! And if Kog Sillyman has to take it all off to mirror Chinzebeth, Grimothy should too!
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The River hits the table, revealing another portrait of Franklin! Franklin wins the hand, and the game!

Franklin doesn’t seem to notice right away, distracted by the other cards, but as his gaze drifts towards the river his eyes and mouth both widen, and he thrusts his hands in the air and shouts “Oh wow!” He gets out of his seat and starts hopping around, before he suddenly vanishes beneath the edge of the table and drops out of midair to land on the table, and continues hopping and celebrating!

“You did it!” Serah claps her hands excitedly and bounces up and down in time with Franklin. “What a comeback!”

“Fuck yeah! Go Franklin!” Landi cheers. The awesome party’s gotten her hyped up again, and she starts to glow faintly. “Yeah! Check me out! Now the REAL party starts!”

Landi flits off the table and flies in circles around Franklin’s head, showering him in fairy dust that quickly turns into confetti. “You deserve it!”

Then she immediately crashes back to the table again, drained dry for the second time. “Worth it!”

:sp_arthurius_4: :"What a game! I’m glad I played with you all. Congratulations, Franklin, even though, err… you’re already naked like everyone else? Umm... I’m confused… isnt the point of this game to stay as decent as possible? Is this a tie? Eh, fuck it, I’ll just say everybody wins! Franklin moreso!"
Arthurius takes a respectful bow to everyone.

“Well, I’m pretty sure the point of the game is actually for a bunch of people to have fun taking their clothes off!” Franklin pauses his jumping after responding to Arthurius and thinks for a second, adding “Oh, and hey Cat!” he seems to consider his words momentarily, “CATch!” He points down to his chair and over at Cat, and the iridescent ring he was holding earlier drops out of a portal that opens up in front of him. “It’s a present, since you seemed to think it was cool earlier!”

Mary claps from somewhere on the floor.

“Yay! We won! Everybody!”

Cat looks at the ring and smiles, Willamina wiggles her eyebrows at him and they both begin to giggle, then it turns into a raucous laughter.

Cat: Congrats Franklin! It was a well fought game, thanks!

Willamina: This will certainly be one of the more memorable Poker Nights!
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“I finally get to pay you back for your, uh, sporty shorts, Franklin,” Serah smiles. The chairs are knocked every which way from all the celebrating, so she just lies down on the floor and slips off her panties.

“It’s a lot less comfy down here when you’re not making out,” Serah says, holding out her underwear to Franklin.

“You totally sat down there just to get Franklin’s junk at eye level,” Landi giggles from atop the table. “Very sly.” She slips off her tiny white panties and kicks them all of six inches towards Franklin. “Don’t lose ‘em! You never know when you’ll need fairy-sized underwear.”

“What about regular sized underwear? That seems lot’sh more useful, to me right now,” Serah says, holding out Franklin’s sporty shorts. “And... Arthurius-sized pants. Oh, no… I’m not going to be able to fit into these on the way home.”
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:sp_arthurius_4: :"What if you, like, tore the clothes you won and just wore them like a loincloth? Would it fit that way?"

“Would I draw more attention wearing torn rags, or nothing at all?” Serah wonders aloud.

“You should test it. For alchemy!” Landi suggests scientifically.

Cat: I already waltzed around town naked today, this isn’t anything new, at least I have some new clothes now!
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“A queen must be graceful in defeat,” Chinzebeth says under her breath, “But to bare my royal personage! Oh! Such a travesty … this shall never be repeated!” She tosses her underthings atop the table.

Franklin whistles and cheers from the top of the table, "that's the spirit your highness! Thanks for making the party a really special occasion!"

Chinzebeth takes just a little too long to respond before shaking her head, enunciating with perfect diction. “It shall! Never be! Repeated!”

“Not as long as I am able to serve you, your Grace,” Kog says, hopping on one foot to stand in front of his liege and shield her from the eyes of the common rabble (and one Lady and one Knight). He finally frees himself of his pants and knocks a chair over in the process. “Oops.”

“Hehe! You’re drunk!” Landi laughs so hard she rolls over. And keeps rolling… and rolling. “Drrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrunk!”

Chinzebeth holds out her hands and catches Landi as she rolls off the table, then delicately places her back up.

“Thank you!” Landi giggles.

“But of course,” Chinzebeth says. “One has to care for one’s subjects,” she says, looking to her new C.Org happily.

“That was very graceful, your Grace,” Serah says. “I’m glad you could join us tonight.”
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idk whats going on but i vote for goose dick, Whip it out!
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“Arthurius is the last one with clothes!” Serah declares.

“Last but not least!” Landi claps excitedly. “C’mon, hot stuff! I wanna see the salami! Drumroll! Brbrbrbbrbrbrbrbrrrt!”

:sp_arthurius_4: :"I actually prefer pepperoni over sala- oh, I see what you mean now. Right, right, right."

“I meant what I said, by the way,” Landi winks. “Scars are sexy.”

Arthurius gives a mischievous smirk and decides to tease Landi a bit:

:sp_arthurius_4: :"You think so? In that case, do you want one to become sexier?"

He cracks his knuckles with his other hand.

Landi sticks out her tongue. “I’m too drunk to be scared of salami men!”

Arthurius just laughs. he first pulls down his boxers following up with sliding his socks off.

:sp_arthurius_4: :"Right, gotta go for the boxers first. Most seem to be removing socks last, so I assume that is the most taboo thing to remove in your cultures."

“Oh no, it’s not that,” Franklin chimes in, “The floor’s just kind of cold.”

:sp_arthurius_4: :"And sticky..."

He then looks up at his hat and sighs

:sp_arthurius_4: :"I suppose I at least owe an explanation about this… So, it isn’t like I don’t want to remove my hat, it is more that I can’t"

He lightly grabs one of his antennae poking out of his hat

:sp_arthurius_4: :"So our species uses these antennae in order to communicate with dreamers. With these, I can understand any language a dreamer is saying while in turn, it transmits what we say to a dreamer’s mind, translating it to a language they can hear. It helps us understand what a dreamer wants so we can provide for them"

He then stops grabbing his antennae and sounds somewhat annoyed

:sp_arthurius_4: :"Unfortunately, I was born with a very rare condition that my species can suffer from where my antennae are super sensitive. So, whenever I hear a dreamer talk, it causes massive headaches, and with multiple dreamers in one place talking like here, it’s unbearable. It causes other unwanted side effects too I won’t go into. So, I have to keep any hats I can find on my head to keep my antennas obscured to make things much more tolerable… sooooo… yeah."

He then looks at the crown

:sp_arthurius_4: :"Now that I think about it, I wonder if my obsession with collecting hats was a result of my condition, or if I would have still collected hats if I wasn’t born with it."

“Everyone needs a hobby. It’s cool you get to wear yours!” Landi says with a smile.

“Can we leave now? This party is beginning to bore me “ Chinzebeth tries to say steadily.

:sp_arthurius_4: :"Anyway, well… I guess that’s it then. I suppose it's time now, correct?"

“Yes!” Serah says. “Photo! Franklin, help me up, please!”

“Whoo, group photo time!” Franklin cheers as he hefts Serah up to his chest and then pushes her into the air over his head, “Willamina, how are we doing this?”

“Holyfuckingshit!” Serah yelps in excitement. “Um! Okay! Wow! Wow…”

Chinzebeth hides behind her servants and tries to remain unnoticed.
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The group gathers together and Willamina props up her camera on a conveniently placed tripod nearby, setting the timer. She coordinates everyone in the room into different poses, having them strike provocative and interesting poses, something that would be a good memory for all tonight.

Willamina: Alright, we ready?

Franklin reclines across the table, resting his cheek on his hand, “Definitely!”

Mary clambers up off the floor and hops up on the table and strikes a pose, grinning.

Serah: Ready!

Serah gives the camera a huge grin and Franklin an even huger rub. He reaches up to put his arm on her back.

:sp_arthurius_4: :" Um… just don’t post this picture online or anything guys… wait, we’re from different dimensions… so it doesn’t matter. Nevermind! Ready! Don’t blink… don’t blink…"

“Don’t worry Art, I’m sure we’ll see each other again!” Franklin chimes in, “We still need to get together and play Tower Boundaries at some point!”

Willamina: Say YELLOW!

Alma: I don’t see anything yellow.

Everyone: YELLOW!

Chinzebeth does NOT say yellow, and mutters something about cheese not even being a fruit, nor yellow being the correct sound to create a smile.

Grimothy also doesn’t say yellow . . .

Landi: WAIT! Don’ttakethepictureyetIhavetositonSerah’s-


Authors’ Notes

Donut: I can’t say how unbelievably awesome it’s been to be a part of this collab. To each and every artist in this thread: I’m so thankful for your time, energy and ideas. We just raised the bar for collaborative quests across the board, and I think I speak for everyone on the site when I say that this is one hell of an accomplishment. You’re all amazing, and I’m so happy we could bring this to such a successful finish.

EDMANGO: I’d also like to give a big thanks to everyone who worked together to make this collab what it turned out to be. I’m happy that this big ol collaborative quest ended up being something special, and that it actually finished! Thank you for your attention and suggesting who wins every now and again everyone. See you on the next collaborative venture, whatever that might be!

BiteQuest: Good on Donut for herding cats! I definitely enjoyed collabing with everybody and I hope people enjoyed it as well! Blingo was on point with the card-dealing, too.

Poltergeist Ethanoic Acid: I wanted to thank everyone for letting me join this little collab and especially thank Donut for putting this all together. I also want to thank the readers as well for voting and coming up with some fun dare ideas and topics to talk about for banters. Hoping we can do more unique collabs like this in the future, whether it be with the same quest authors, or new quest authors! Also shoutout to Blingo Bopkus for dealing the cards for us for each round!

Gnoll: We actually managed to complete a multi-author project from beginning to end somehow. Truly a monumental accomplishment for the ages.

Clockwork Seal: I only screwed things up a little bit! I had a blast doing a big collaborative project with a bunch of cool folks!

LonelyWorld: Thank you everyone who read this quest, sorry if there wasn’t a ton of suggestion room. I had fun working with all these other talented authors and hope to work on more collabs soon!
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Congratulations on managing to wrap up this big crossover!
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"Um Mr. Kog where are the winnings? . . . Mr. Kog?"
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