A Game of No Hands Chapter 56

A cheery tune flowed from the open ballroom doors as Tina, Angelica, Steph and Stella approached. All the original trio bore tells of their nervousness. Each of Tina’s heavy breaths ended with a soft, nak. Angelica's long tail lashed behind her, the fur along the back of her neck risen to it resembled a bristly mane. Stella’s tongue played with her rubbery teeth, enduring the prickling heat in her ears as the many faces of the guests and the taste of their cocks cycled through her mind.

Steph’s eyes shined in the dim hallway; mouth hung slightly open in a happy doggy grin. While Stella apprehensive mood tucked their tail between their legs but Steph’s set it wagging so it vibrated between their fluffy thighs.

“Mew… I…” Angelica broke their silence about twenty feet from the doorway and the others paused. “Feel like I should be wearing my wedding dress.”

“Hehenak. You already got the rings.” Tina reached over Stella and Steph to stroke the sphinx’s back. The pair found themselves pleasantly squished between the yeen and birdcat.

“I’d give each of you one if I could,” Anglica purred.

Stella finally forgot about the reception line and allowed their tail to wag freely. “We love you both.” They said together and then Stella added, “Even if we had to go all the way back to what we were, I’d want to face that together.”

Steph gave a soft howl of agreement as Tina and Angelica pressed tightly together. Then the hug entered a new level of constriction when Tina’s tail coiled around them.

“Hehe nak nak.” Tina laughed. “Then I have what I wanted. When I win, it will be for bonus points.”

“Meow!” Angelica kissed her, “Don’t get too cocky Mewtress. If I win, I could put that programmable button back.”

“So long as it doesn’t come with a chrome job, you could do that but you gotta win first pet.” Tina growled playfully.

“So if we play the boon on another, we ask first.” Stella said, surprised it didn’t come out as question.

“Yes. Hehe.” Tina nodded.

“Mew. Yes.” Angelica cheek rubbed Stella.

“Good good.” Steph said. “Lets go, lets go!”

They separated slightly and made the last steps to the ballroom in close contact with one another. The music came from a trio of elves on the stage. One blew on a silver flute, one a wooden toy trumpet and the third beat a pair of bongo drums. A babble of conversation floated beneath the music. When the musicians spotted Tina and the others, they spun off to the side of the stage without missing a note. The din of voices slowly drained away as the guests turned their gazes toward the trio.

So many eyes and all the ones with tasty cocks seemed to focus directly on Stella who bashfully looked down at the floor. The floor reflected her expression right back at her. It also gave her a view of Steph’s bright smile.

“Ladieees, gentlemen, and those who reject such mortal labels. Please welcome the stars of the show!” The Jackalope’s voice boomed as from unseen speakers.

Cheers went up among the guests. Stella recognized Tony’s yip among them and raised her head to find the fox woman flash a thumbs up. An applause rose. Kind smiles decorated the faces, even among those who had made Steph and Stella beg for their seed.

“Some of you know them, others are longtime friends of the manor and a very few of you knew them as they were. Today you're here to witness who they become. Please, my lovely players, come to the stage.” The Jackalope hopped out from behind one of the musicians, clad in a tiny tux and holding a similarly miniature microphone.

“Ho Ho! I knew it, a Spell-ling.” Kris Kringle called from a table near the front.

The jackalope thumped his foot, and gave the pudgy elf a glare. “Don’t get any ideas, Kringle! I ain’t one of your toys and no reindeer’s gonna catch me. Tipper made me fast as fast can be.”

Kringle raised up his hands, although he didn’t seem very repentant at all. “Carry on.”

It suddenly clicked in Stella’s head that she’d sucked the cock of Santa Claus. No wonder all the elves with him tasted of wintery sweets. The image of herself on his lap as he listed the naughty things she’d done rose in her mind. Fresh heat hit her ears and their sex in equal measure. She was very glad she had Steph to do the walking for her at that moment. Steph piloted across the room, between Angelica and Tina to join the Jackalope on the stage.

“As many of you know. These three are playing The Game of No Hands and this is the ultimate challenge. They all have a chance of winning it and the game. Although one,” He hopped in front of Steph and Stella, “Gave up all her reversals to remain in the running. She’s going to lead a… commanded life from here on out.”

The crowd exploded in cheers and applause. “Brave girls!” Someone shouted.

“That we are! Awwwwowow!” Steph called back, basking in the attention while Stella only managed to smile.

“Unless she wins these!” The Jackalope pulled out two golden cards from inside his jacket. “Not one but two boon cards. To play on themselves, or their fellow players as they seem fit. These will overwrite any of the other cards. With them they could become as big as a house, small as a mouse, open a fount of mana within or a gain the power to turn men to stone.” He winked at Tina, who shivered at that idea. “The possibilities are endless. Even with the game returned to the manor, such heights will not be obtained again.”

The crowd ooohed appreciatively.

“Unless the game spends the next decade sitting on a shelf but ladies and gents, that’s not in the cards.”

The crowd laughed along with the Jackalope as he waggled eyebrows that popped into existence only to disappear once the expression ended.

“Now you all know they’re after, lets meet our players. Some of them had their mouths a little full to introduce themselves properly at the door.”

Stella squeaked as the room filled with nervous tittering.

The Jackalope did not pause for Stella’s embarrassment but bounced up a set of invisible stairs to stand beside Tina’s muzzle. “In the lead, we have Tina, who’s desire for change led her to the game. Her desire for control, dominance, and feminine power drew her to the Yeen Queen Deck. Isn’t she royal with her crown of snakes?”

The crowd clapped appearatively. Tina blew a kiss to them, causing one woman to called out, “Yaaas Queen!”

“Boons are one thing, but its most important what you do with them. Tina share with us one the boons you plan to request.” The Jackalope thrust his little microphone at Tina’s teeth.

“Well,” Her laugh traveled low and deep as she took the mic pinched between thumb and for finger. “I seem to have a nose for hidden desires.” Her eyes drifted over Angelica, then to Steph and Stella. “Honing is further would be fun.” She grinned at the crowd. “I want the ability in sniff out one’s hidden desires, so I can make everyone’s visit to the manor memorable.” Tina’s tail slithered beneath Angelica, its tip lifting to caress her chin.

“Folks better watch out when Mistress Tina has their scent.” The Jackalope grinned, then strode across the empty air to Angelica who pulled herself away from the amorous tail with a head shake to focus.

“And here’s our most aggressive player, Angelica, sometimes known as Princess now. She holds the most wild cards of the three. Unhappy with her own timidy, she took the Punk Pantheress deck yet played the cards that held her claws and teeth on another player. Now you're a pretty pet with tiny teeth. What do you say to that Princess?” The Jackalope offered her the mic.

The purple eyes widened in surprise and she let out a startled mew. Then huffed and turned up her nose at the antlered bunny, “I got what I wanted, and got rid off what I didn’t. I’m still the only one of us who can use a cellphone.” She held up her still dexterous pawhand.

“No regrets at all eh?” The Jackalope asked. “Tina’s got three removals unless it blocked by a boon.”

“Mow, please. The only way she’s getting rid of those massive mitts is if you cut them off. She loves bullying us with them too much.” She smirked.

“You got a boon planned for her?” The Jackalope asked.

“Maybe, I do like being on top occasionally, although it can go to my head sometimes.” Her tail bopped Steph and Steve in the butt before fluttering her wings. “I want to control my size, so I can be a lap Sphinx or toy with some maids as if they were mice.”

“Oooh, sounds like the Princess is someone you better treat right!” The Jackalope giggled, “The Punk Pantheress everyone.”

The crowd hooted and hollered as the Jackalope homed in on Steph and Stella.

“A bunch of you yahoos got innately acquainted with this pair, our last contestant, Steph and Stella!”

The ballroom erupted in a boisterous chorus of cheers, cat calls and shouts of “Go cock sluts!”

Steph shined under the praise as Stella tried and failed to pull her head into their torso.

“Don’t let the one with the beet red ears fool you. She’s the naughtier of the two. She just doesn’t like being called out on it. Do you Stella?”

“Meeeruuuu!” Stella felt as if her entire being might pop and slapped a paw over her eyes. At least she couldn’t see all those eyes watching her. So many faces… connected to delicious cocks.

“Isn’t she adorable? Look at that.” The Jackalope cooed, and the guests breathed a collective, “Awww.”

“Steph, it's rare that No hands gives rise to an entirely new person. You a little nervous? Feeling grateful Stella can’t get rid of you without a boon?” The Jackalope thrust his mic up to her nose.

“Wuff! Hi!” Steph licked the mic and the wet slurping sound filled the room. “My sister loves me! She wouldn’t get rid of me. Wuff wuff! Besides, I’ve been around for a long time. The old us kept me bottled up, but I was there! Pining to do all the things he didn’t dare to imagine.”

“So this is a dream come true?”

“We sucked so many cocks! So many treats!”

“You want to keep the Cumavore card then?”

“No!” Stella barked from behind their paw.

“Oh, the other sister speaks! Good girl Stella.” The Jackalope squeaky voice climbed ever higher with the praise. It straightened Stella’s neck. The Jackalope turned to the audience. “Lets all help Stella get over her shyness. One the count of three, I want you all to tell them what good girls they are.”

Alarm bolted through both maids at the prospect of so many hitting their trigger at once.

“One, Two, three!” The Jackalope counted.

“GOOD GIRLS! GOOD SLUTS! GOOD GIRLS! BEST SLUTS!”

The words of so many hit Stella and Steph like lightning bolts, the praise blasting out any competing thoughts from their brains, then traveled down their spines to detonate in their loins. The happygasm knocked them down to their knees. They were good girls. Good, slutty girls. Their spade gushed into their panties as they held up their paws for the roomful of people and panted eagerly, their long tentacle like tongues extending down to their second row of breasts.

“Don’t let her feline face fool you. Stella’s just as eager to please as her sister. Arn’t you girly?” The Jackalope asked.

“I’m… I’m a good girl.” Stella said, blinking. “Oh!”

“Do you want to share you want to do with your boon?” The Jackalope hovered in front of her, putting mic almost to her lips.

“Not really.” Stella gave a little mew. She had her boons firmly in her mind but dared not to speak of one and the other, well it was so self indulgent so crass she didn’t want to voice it until she had too.

“Come on girl, Speak.” The Jackalope insisted.

With a slight bit of her lower lip her resistance collapsed after all the others had shared. “I… want to be contagious.”

The audience hrrrmed.

“Not in an uncontrolled way, but well, there’s a ah person who we kinda molded experimenting with mana. I wanna do that better. And I want to make it stick, so we don’t need touch ups.”

“You want more maids at the manor?” The Jackalope giggled.

“Its a big house for the two of us. The entire other wing is a wreck.”

Light chuckles drifted through the room.

“There you have it ladies and Gentle thangs.” The Jackalope drawled. “Depending on who wins, the manor might be filled with maids, pets or people frozen in comprised positions. Let’s get this party started!”

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