A Game of No Hands Chapter 58

“Now there’s an encore performance, my friends! Perhaps an ahageo performance?” The Jackalope’s voice boomed in Stella’s ears. She resisted the urge to open her eyes, half afraid that she’d find the ceiling of their apartment looming over her and this had all been a vivid dream. Yet the tickle of her whiskers against Steph’s let her push away that fear and lever open her eyes. Amid the afterglow, their bones felt like warm taffy.

Still in the ballroom, still on the stage where the mistress had played them all like musical instruments. The softness beneath them proved to be Angelica’s furry belly. It was really comfortable. The room smelled strongly of sex, not just theirs either, apparently the audience had gotten frisky too. Just as she considered putting effort into getting up, large paw hands scooped her up, and she found herself cradled in Tina’s arms.

“Gotta take your bow now.” Tina chuckled, booping both their noses simultaneously.

“Yes mistress.” Steph said, their tail wagging.

“Yes…” Stella licked her lips, finding her tongue once again broad and her teeth sharp. “… your highness.”

Tina gave a small grunt before placing three fingers against the fuzz of Stella’s cheek. A tender slap. “Stop that, you naughty girl.” The words set Stella purring.

Before Stella could compose a reply, Tina set Stella and Steph were set down in front of a microphone stand, facing the smiling guests.

“Ladies, Gents and all other categories, the points are tallied and the winner of this Game of No Hands, by single point is Stella and Steph!” The Jackalope expounded and the crowd’s applause thundered forth.

The sensation of Stella’s ears heating greeted her like an old friend as Steph howled besides her.

“Looking at this happy family, this Game had no losers. Wouldn’t you say? Look at how beautiful they all are. Now make some noise to wake up the lazy Sphinx on the piano!” The Jackalope called. “Shows not over kitty! Get on up here!”

Cheers, whoops and whistles rolled across the stage as Angelica made a show of rolling off the top of the grand piano and stretching before slinking up to Steph and Stella. She gave both a nuzzle before yawning and resting her head on Stella’s shoulder. Tina also gifted them with an affectionate touch, a pawhand resting on their back, her thumb stroking the base of their neck. Stella and Steph leaned against both, Stella drawing the strength to smile fully at the crowd.

The Jackalope pranced around in front of them, speaking into his own micro mic and waving the golden boon cards. “The prize of No Hands is responsibility for the future. Thanks to a catchup mechanic, all husky maid cards are automagically permanent. However, all the rest the winner decides on the duration.” He turned and grinned up at Stella. “You’re doomed to be a sex crazed maid until the end of time but how long will your lovers share your bestial fate?”

“Forever.” The word leapt out of her mouth. “I’m not going back and neither are they.”

“Yeah! Hehehe!” He giggled, “I’m sure we’re all shocked at that after that lovefest!” The guests laughed along with him. “Now the others get to tailor the forms they’ll live with. Each may discard up to three of the cards they have collected. Chose wisely. We’ll start with the pretty kitty!”

Angelica chuffed in surprise when the Jackalope appeared in front of her, a fan of cards popping out from his little paw.

“Mew. The udders definitely, they’re too heavy.” She said and a card fell from the fan. A shiver traveled through her as her teats shrunk back to nipples, her breasts contracted from massive to merely huge, and her udder disappeared into her crotch fur. A sigh of relief escaped her. “Glad to be rid of those weights. Now for the rest.” Her eyes scanned the cards and her lips pursed in concentration. One hand cupped a breast briefly, before she examined the gold rings that studded each finger. “I’m good.” She announced.

“Only one!” The Jackalope crowed. “Sphinx life for life!”

The guests stood to give Angelica an ovation, and she rowled softly under the attention.

“And for the Yeen Queen?” The Jackalope bounded up to her shoulder. “What dost her royal yeeness desire to yeet?”

Tina laughed sharply as her cocks sprang to attention. “Just two for me. Appetite and the primping.”

The Jackalope reached into her ear, removed two cards and stuffed them down his gullet. Tina’s massive head shrank down to a more proportional size and stood up much straighter. Turning her still long neck one way and then the other, it cracked audibly as she laughed with relief. “That’s so much better. A queen needs to rise above their appetites on occasion.”

“Cheers to that! Long live the Yeen!” The Jackalope pumped his paw in the air, “Hip, hip!”

“Hoorey!” The crowd echoed. Tina made a gurgling gasp as her cocks sprang erect.

“Hip hip!”

“Hoorey!”

“Hip hip!”

“Hoorey!”

The three cheers left Tina, alternating between giggling nervously and panting with her triggered lust.

“Now show your respect for the Lady of the Manor!” Jackalope instructed and the heads of guests lowered to the yeen queen in a bow or curtsy.

“Your… too… kind.” Tina squeaked as her cocks shrank into double slits that nigh gushed femcum. She fell to her knees, furiously rubbing at herself while other hand groped her breasts.

“Let me help you with that Mewstress.” Angelica slid around Stella and Steph to pounce Tina, pushing her hand out of the way to service her with her tongue.

Giggling, the Jackalope bounded back to Steph and Stella, “Triggers are so much more fun when everybody knows them. Let them have have their fun and we’ll finish this show.” He held out the two boon cards.

“Oh good kitty! Nak nak! Right there! Nnnnnak!” Tina cried out, now pressing Angelica nose to her sex.

It took Stella a monumental effort to peel her eyes off them and focus on the offered golden cards. Steph whined when Stella grasped her muzzle and forced her gaze down at the Jackalope.

“Awww. Let me watch. I don’t actually get a say in those. You’re the player, I’m just the second opinion.” Steph sulked and pouted.

“Then I want your opinion on this.” Stella said as she took the cards. One already bore text: Contagious (How and when I want to be). There would be no taking back what she’d said before the finale.

The Jackalope covered his mic. “Write whatever you want. Erase it, rewrite it. It will take effect when you hand them back. You got until big and beautiful comes. Won’t be long, though. Tik tok.”

Steph watched her sister with big, anxious eyes.

“What do you think about this?” Steph touched the card and the word split appeared on it.

She gasped, “I knew it! You want to get rid of me.”

“No!” Stella mewed thoughtfully before admitting, “Well maybe a little, like a seperate room sometimes. Just a tiny bit of space. Right now we’re so close we can’t even make out with that long muzzle of yours.”

“But then we’ll be separate people! We could grow apart! And and-”

Stella cut her off with kiss lick. “What else would you like instead of us tag teaming Angelica from the front and back? Or being tied up while the Mistress plays with me? Four hands, two spades, think of everything we can do with that.”

Steph eyes lit and their breathing climbed to a pant as she catalogued through the possibilities, their sex warming.

“Okay, but we always share a bed and lovers. No hiding cocks from me!” Steph grinned.

“Deal!” Stella took the cards and pushed them back to the bunny.

“Good timing!” The Jackalope grinned as Tina howled out her climax and slumped back. “Because the intermission is over!”

Angelica lifted her head from Tina’s nethers and gave a bow to the audience. With her tail lashing as started to clean her wet fingers with her curling tongue.

“Now!” The Jackalope announced, “We have selected the boons. First, do be careful around these lovely maids, because after a bit of fun with this pair, you might find yourself with a new career path.”

Stella felt a shift within their chest, the magic clustered around their heart becoming more solid feeling, as if asking to be touched.

“Thats boon numba 1 and for two, let's make it double trouble!” The Jackalope brought his paws together with the sound of thunder clap. Their body jolted, felt a searing pain pass through the center of their body and then a strange absence next to her. Yet a new pressure against her left shoulder. Turning she found her sister’s grinning face, slightly farther away than usual. Stella remained a husky-cat hybrid, while Steph remained all puppy, both with their silver white coloration.

“Oh mew! You are such a good girl!” Stella exclaimed.

“You too sis!” Steph squealed as they lurch toward each other, muzzles meeting a brief round of kisses before they embraced, both their curly tails wagging to the point of wiggle butts. Steph howled and Stella bit playfully at her neck. Barks, meows and growls flowed between them as they tussled briefly. Soon though, their giggles over whelmed their play.

“Hey hey! No zoomies yet! Got one more bit of business.” The Jackalope thumped his foot to get their attention.

“Right!” Stella said,

“Suuure!” Steph echoed as the pair turned to the small spirit, arms linked, heads cocking in opposite directions with eyes that shined like over caffeinated trouble.

“Wooboy, looks like that are making me rethink this plan.” He paused, and the audience filled it with laughter. “Ah well here we go.” He puffed out his chest. “Through many trials and tribulations, I have claimed my place as the hearth spirit of Elfford Estate.”

“Meaning you beat up all the spirits had been hanging out here for decades!” Kris Kringle shouted from his table.

“Stay out of this you old elf!” The Jackalope shook his tiny fist at the heckler. “They didn’t want the job.”

He laughed and sat down.

The Jackalope smoothed his little suit. “Any way as the spirit of the estate I declare you two as its human… err mortal stewards in exchange for a singular service.”

“Which is?” They asked together.

“It is your duty to make sure the game is played.”

They glanced at each other and laughed nervously.

“I think one play through is enough for us,” Stella said.

“Dunno,” Steph, let her pink tentacles extend from her lower back, “Could use a few more of these.”

“No not you!” The Jackalope slapped his forehead, “You just have to punt it out into the world, into the hands of some appreciative players and not someone who’s going to stick it in their attic. Within the manor it will recharge in a few months and it will bring players here for their own finales.” He held out the game’s weathered box. “Spread the love ya know.”

“And the horny. We can do that.” Stella said, her imagination already filling those empty rooms in the manor with lovely inhabitants.

Steph and Stella reached for the box at the same time. They smiled at each other as their feline and canine paws met.

“Thank you Jerry.” Steph said, her grin growing huge.

“What?!” The Jackalope’s long ears went bolt upright.

“Magic 101! A spirit without a name can be given one during an exchange. Jerry Jackalope has a nice ring to it. Don’t cha think sis?” Steph said.

“Perfect!” Stella agreed, dimly remembering something about giving a spirit a name bound it some way, something about making the spirit unable to hurt you. Hopefully, Steph knew what she was doing.

“Fine, Jerry Jackalope it is.” He gave a single stomp. “The pact is sealed and the Manor is yours to uh clean. Yes, there we go! Revenge! No auto cleaning spells will ever work in the manor. So there!”

“Oh no!” Said Steph.

“Oh dear!” Mewed Stella.

“Whatever shall we do?!” the maids cried out together in mock despair. The guests laughed like a sitcom audience at a joke.

Jerry shook his head in confusion as the pair rose, still holding the game. They swiftly found Tina and Angelica. They hadn’t moved far. Tina sat on the floor, her legs splayed out around an upturned sphinx who was enjoying neck and ear scritches.

“Oh mistress!” They sang out as they each claimed a leg and snuggled up.

“Yes?” She responded, hugging them both.

They placed the old box into one of her large hands.

“Would you know anyone else who might like to play No Hands?” They both asked.

“I dunno. Not as much as we needed to certainly.” She said.

“Mew might know a few more who need a change.” Angelica murred.

“Hold that pose!” someone in the audience said. The elves were drifting from their seats pulling out cameras from cell phones to old wooden box cameras.

“Looks like the night’s not quite over girls.” Tina chuckled.

“They can take as many pictures as they want so long as I don’t have to move.” Angelica said.

“Well despite ditching my supernaturally large appetite I am a little hungry. I wonder what that troll brought.” Tina sniffed the air. “Something smells good, although that’s probably just you three.”

Both Stella and Steph kissed either side of Tina’s less monsterious but still fierce looking muzzle.

“We’ll fetch you some food, mistress.” Stella said.

“Both of you?” Tina tightened her grip on Steph. “I could just eat one of you while I wait.”

“Better let me go with her Mistress,” Steph nipped at Tina’s wrist. “Otherwise she might get distracted by a fox.”

“Or in a fox.” Angelica quipped

Everyone laughed as Stella ears blushed.

Then she and her sister got up, linked arms and walked together into their future, tails wagging hard.

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