“Whatever do you mean?” Kelsey asked.

  “You know what I mean.” Kelsey was saying that just to be annoying. Mel didn’t speak in language; she spoke in meaning. She couldn’t be misunderstood, nor could she misunderstand the words of others.

  She could be misled, though. She was still angry about that.

  “We haven’t even taken off our clothes, so how can it be sexy?” Kelsey said. Mel tsked to herself. More annoying words that didn’t mean anything. Here, clothes were only a concept. They could be banished with a thought. Kelsey knew that, and she knew Mel knew she knew that, so why…

  Then Mel saw the elf girl stiffen, and realised what was going on. Kelsey wasn’t talking to Mel; she was still talking to the girl. Even though Mel was right here!

  “You’re being mean, and I don’t know why,” Mel declared. “I thought you didn’t want to have sex.”

  “I should go,” the elf girl mumbled. “I didn’t… I don’t.. I should—”

  “Stay,” Kelsey commanded. “Wasn’t meeting a Dungeon Fairy one of the reasons you came here?”

  The furtive glance the elf girl shot at Mel didn’t have words, but it did have meaning. Mel was pleased and a little bit flattered. Not many people knew about Dungeon Fairies. And most of those who did were human. Bleagh.

  “So stick around for a bit,” Kelsey said, exactly as if the elf had spoken aloud. She slid back on the couch, leaving a space between them and patted the plush velour. “Have a seat, Mel, and let’s get to know one another.”

  Mel glared at Kelsey suspiciously, but took the seat indicated. Kelsey was up to something, Mel knew. She always was. Figuring out what was the tricky part.

  “Why don’t you try introducing yourself,” Kelsey said. “Mel has trouble with names, but she’s a little better if she hears it from the person who owns it.”

  Mel pouted. It wasn’t her fault that names didn’t have an inherent meaning. Although sometimes they did, and that was even worse.

  “Greetings, Mel,” the elf said nervously. “I am Tyla Greenwalker, and I am very pleased to meet you.”

  “Tyla Greenwalker,” Mel repeated, rolling the sounds of it around in her mind. Now that she put her mind to it, she might have heard that name before. Kelsey had probably mentioned it.

  Mel narrowed her eyes and looked closely at the girl. “You’re not green, though.” Or walking, but no one could walk all the time, Mel was pretty sure. This was one of the second type of names, where they had a meaning, but it wasn’t right.

  “Um, no. It’s… Greenwalker refers to travelling through the treetops. My ancestors became known for it, and so the name was passed down to me.”

  “What your ancestors did has nothing to do with you!” Mel exclaimed, scandalised. “You can’t have a name based on that!”

  “Yeah, you can,” Kelsey said, “Like I’ve told you before.”

  “If it helps, I also moved through the tree tops a lot,” Tyla said. “Back when I was living in the forest.”

  “I guess that makes it okay then,” Mel grudgingly allowed.

  Kelsey laughed. “Now that we’re all comfortable, maybe you want to talk about what brought you here, Mel.”

  Mel sensed a trap. “No, that’s fine. We can talk about something else.”

  “But you were so upset! About… What was it you said, no sexy stuff?”

  “I might have said that,” Mel mumbled, feeling her ears grow warm. Why did Kelsey have to talk about this?

  “You’re looking a little confused, Tyla, so let me explain,” Kelsey purred. Yes, this was definitely a trap. “We recently noticed that whenever my avatar engaged in sexual relations, our Mel, here, got… how should I say it… aroused.”

  “Why would you say that?” Mel shouted. “That’s mortifying!”

  “I am sorry to hear that, Mel,” Tyla said awkwardly. She looked like she’d rather be anywhere than in the room with the two of them, which was a point in her favour as far as Mel was concerned. “With all the… activity, that must have been awkward.”

  “I helped her out a few times, but she mostly wanted to live with the frustration,” Kelsey put in smugly.

  “Kelsey!” Mel protested.

  “Do we have to talk about this?” Tyla pleaded. “It feels like you’re just trying to embarrass her.”

  “Oh, there’s a reason. Mel, what was the reason you came flying in?”

  Mel glared at Kelsey. “Uggh… Fine! If you must know, you were doing it again!”

  Tyla gave the fairy a puzzled look. “Sex? With Anton?”

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  “I don’t know who with, but probably!” Mel declared. “She’s always doing it with him!”

  Tyla looked at Kelsey, who was smiling smugly. “Have I lost track of time? Lord Nos should be meeting with his mother-in-law, should he not?”

  Kelsey grinned and pointed at one of the windows. It showed the point of view of her avatar, still sitting in the drawing room of the castle.

  “So… not sex,” Tyla said. “But you were…” she looked at Kelsey.

  “See, I thought it was weird that she was linked to the avatar,” Kelsey said. “But I didn’t think she could be linked to me, because I just didn’t have those feelings.”

  “Do you not?” Tyla asked. “It certainly seemed like you did when you—”

  “I was faking it,” Kelsey said. “I remember what to do, but I was just going through the motions. I should have felt something, going in like that, but I didn’t. She did.”

  Kelsey pointed at Mel. “She’s stolen my horny.”

  “I did not! I don’t even know what that is!”

  Kelsey rolled her eyes. “Anyway, we need to do some more experiments, so I think the two of you should make out.”

  Tyla inched a little further away along the couch. “What? I don’t think that would be a good idea.”

  “It definitely wouldn’t!” Mel agreed vehemently.

  “Okay, you first,” Kelsey said, pointing at Mel. “Experiments like this are the only way I can figure out what’s going on. That's the first step to fixing this. So unless you want to keep feeling this way…”

  Mel stared at Kelsey in horror. “That’s the only way to fix this?”

  “I can’t fix it without understanding it. I can’t understand it without experiments.”

  “Urgghhh…” Mel groaned. She desperately tried to think of another way. She should seek help from Lord Riadi, but the more she thought about it, the more likely it was that this horrible imposition was a measure put in place to restrain Kelsey somehow. She shouldn’t be trying to get it fixed. But…

  She didn’t know that it was Lord Riadi’s work. She wasn’t necessarily going against their will. And the alternative.

  “Fine,” she said unwillingly. “I’ll help you.”

  “I’m still not comfortable with the idea,” Tyla stated. “I can’t… I don’t like women that way, and she’s not even a child!”

  “I’m not small!” Mel objected. “I don’t have a size!”

  “None of this is real, Tyla,” Kelsey said. “I can make her whatever you want. I can make her Anton, if you’d like.”

  Mel didn’t change; Suddenly, it had always been Anton sitting on the couch between them like he had been all along. Except that it was Mel. Gaining new anatomical parts was so distracting that she didn’t notice that she wasn’t wearing clothes.

  Tyla noticed, though. The strangled sound she made didn’t have words, but it had a great deal of meaning.

  “Clothes!” she managed to say.

  “Why? They’d just get in the way,” Kelsey said with a sly grin. “Just hop onto that lap and give Mel a smooch.”

  “I can’t! Wouldn’t it be… cheating, or something?”

  “It’s just a dream,” Kelsey said. “There’s nothing to feel guilty about. Anton doesn’t even know it’s happening. There’s no risk, no swapping of bodily fluids. It’s not real.”

  “Just as well,” Mel grumbled. She paused in surprise at how deep her voice was now, but kept going. “I wouldn’t want to do this in icky real life.”

  Tyla sighed. “I suppose you’re going to take my clothes away as well,” she said. She looked down at Mel’s lap, and then couldn’t seem to look away. Mel had been looking as well, but she wasn’t sure what to make of what she saw. Hopefully, someone here knew how it all worked.

  In one smooth, fluid motion, a naked Tyla slipped onto Mel’s lap, straddling and facing her. Mel was surprised at how natural it felt. Tyla didn’t feel heavy at all, just warm and soft and welcoming. And small. Having her so close made Mel feel the physicality of her new body, her strength and size. Her hands seemed to fall naturally to the elf girl's flanks, sliding down to her buttocks, pulling her closer.

  “Comfortable?” Kelsey asked.

  “Yes,” Tyla whispered. She was so close that Mel could hear her easily, and Kelsey, of course, heard everything.

  “You’ve wanted this for a while, haven’t you?” Kelsey chuckled. “Most of the girls did.”

  Tyla didn’t answer. She just blushed furiously. Mel knew that meant yes.

  “So do it,” Kelsey said softly. “Do what you wanted to do.”

  Tyla made a little whimper and then leaned forward into a kiss. Her soft, warm lips pushed against Mel’s. Mel pushed down her panic.

  What do I do? Just copy her?

  Mel tried to make her lips and tongue do what Tyla was doing. Since Tyla’s arms were around Mel’s neck, pulling her into the kiss, Mel held Tyla tighter, until the soft flesh of Tyla’s breasts was crushed against Mel’s chest.

  “That’s good, Mel. Move your hands down and squeeze her butt,” Kelsey whispered in Mel’s ear. Kelsey’s body was a few feet away, but what did that matter to Kelsey? Mel did as she was told.

  Tyla groaned and started moving her hips back and forth. It felt very strange against Mel’s groin. A slippery, slick heat.

  “That’s the stuff,” Kelsey said, and there was suddenly a new sensation of heat from Mel’s body. A swelling. Whatever it portended, it seemed to encourage Tyla, who rubbed herself against it frantically.

  Something changed in Mel. She wanted to stop it, but she couldn’t. Somehow she knew, not what she needed to do, but what she needed.

  She needed more.

  Her tongue movements changed from copying to exploring, and then to conquering. Tyla’s kiss yielded to Mel’s sudden desire, became even more fervent. Mel’s hands started to wander, exploring the sensation of Tyla’s naked flesh beneath Mel’s fingertips.

  Mel’s groin… There was a bar down there, hard and erect, glistening with Tyla’s juices. Mel didn’t quite know what she needed to do with it, but her need was focused there. She needed…

  “Please, Anton, give it to me,” Tyla moaned.

  That struck Mel as odd, but before she could react, Kelsey was whispering in her ear again.

  “She’s ready. Stick it in!”

  Somehow, the meaning was conveyed. What Mel needed to do.

  She lifted Tyla’s writhing hips, effortlessly holding them up and positioning them just so. The heat and the softness had a centre, and Mel found it with the hardness poking out of her. Mel’s tip found the spot, lodged itself inside.

  Then Mel pulled Tyla’s hips down, driving herself inside. Tyla screamed, and Mel knew it was in ecstasy. Mel wanted to scream as well; the tight, moist feeling of her erection being enveloped was nerve-shattering. But her need wasn’t done with her.

  Mel lifted Tyla up again, her strength turning the elf girl into a toy for Mel’s satisfaction. Not that the elf seemed to mind, shuddering and moaning as she was bounced up and down. Mel’s need seemed to grow with each stroke, driving her to more forceful motions until neither of them knew what they were doing.

  Kelsey kept talking, but Mel couldn’t hear what she was saying. The only thing that mattered was her rhythmic, frenzied motions. Something was building within her, something that she needed to release. It was building in Tyla, too. She could hear it in Tyla’s cries, in the trembling of her fragile body. Every stroke sent them closer.

  Mel burst first. Her muscles convulsed, and her groin was engulfed in liquid fire. A shudder ran through Tyla, every part of her convulsing with ecstatic trembling.

  For an endless moment, Mel couldn’t think, only feel. She held Tyla in her strong arms and tried to hold on to the moment. The first thought, when it came, made her laugh with the banality of it.

  Why am I gasping? I don’t breathe.

  Kelsey’s voice cut through her giggles.

  “Okay, that was some good stuff, team. How about we try it with the roles reversed?”

  thought that the main me was asexual, while the avatar still had a libido. And we thought it was weird that Mel started getting horny whenever the body started doing its thing.