Avaline returns with some books a few minutes ter, cradled in a small basket. Along with it comes a small gss bottle full of orange juice, a paper package of snack crackers, a tin full of wildberry jujubes that hide an A1 key amid their sugary sweetness, and a neatly folded brochure that advertises itself as “Welcome to the Housepets’ Guild - A Transmigrator’s Guide.”

  Hyacinth curls up in her basket as petgirls come and go in the common room, still distractingly aroused by all the nude and mostly-nude bodies on dispy. She feels overwhelmed, a little — what do you mean she has to have sex ten times before the end of the week if she wants to stay — but the sweets and snacks are helping, as is the little fsk of orange juice, and she thinks she’s going to manage alright.

  She sips her orange juice, and tries to keep her gaze on the pamphlet.

  So, you’ve been transmigrated to the Sapphire Realm!

  It happens to everyone, don't worry about it. You had another life somewhere else, but the details are generally very blurry. While your instincts can give you some idea of the kind of world you came from, it’s generally a bad idea to dwell overmuch on your past lives. You’re unlikely to meet anyone from a past life in this one — souls are usually scattered between different worlds based on their personal aptitudes, so finding someone you knew before is very uncommon.

  Everyone else is transmigrated too?

  Yep. Everyone’s gone through the period of disorientation you’re experiencing right now, so you can expect people to be comforting. Most worlds are less sexually liberal than the Sapphire Realm, so most people start out a little shy and nervous. Don’t worry, if this world isn’t suited for you you’ll transmigrate on to one that suits you better soon.

  What’s with this system that keeps talking to me?

  The More Bien automated system assists recent transmigrators with early orientation tasks, and maintains basic data for reference purposes such as the amount of Ichor, Euphoria and Numinosity that you have stored. It generally ceases to communicate except when prompted by the end of the first week in the Sapphire Realm.

  So basically she’s in the tutorial right now. Okay, that makes some sense. It’s a shame she won’t ever learn much more about her past lives though…

  What’s this numinosity stuff though?

  Numinosity?

  Numinosity is a rare and valuable resource that allows one to enhance their personal statistics — their Fitness and so on. It can only be generated from mutually satisfying sexual encounters where the participants become satisfied simultaneously, as Ichor and Euphoria, the twin energies of Lesbea and Sapphis, body and soul, mix in the process. This is difficult to arrange even for skilled partners who are mutually cooperating, due to variance in exact levels of stimution, the inability to read each other’s minds to gauge how aroused each participant is, and the fact that even if you are able to arrange to orgasm simultaneously, one or the other participant may still have leftover arousal and wish to continue the encounter.

  Numinosity is generated along with any Ichor or Euphoria produced by the encounter. A great deal of Ichor and Euphoria is produced as side effects from the hunt for Numinosity, and these energies are used for more everyday trades and professions.

  Ah, so everyone’s after mutually satisfying sex here. Good of the goddesses to set up the incentives correctly.

  This next section looks a bit longer…

  What are the life-paths avaible to me in this world?

  It depends. As a housepet, you have a natural facility for generating Ichor through your own orgasms, which is very useful for pursuing life-weaving. However, those housepets with strong sanity scores may prefer to pursue void-tearing careers as the subject, while those fortunate enough to produce seed may decide to take up being a seed source for a seedseeker. Those who pride themselves on technical knowledge most often learn to polymerize seed and proceed through a career on that basis.

  However, in the general case, Housepets most typically specialize in the Loungekeeper or Embellisher production professions.

  Loungekeepers specialize in hospitality - turning lifewoven ingredients into houses, furniture, food, and comfort. Within the Loungekeeper profession, cushioners and chefs are more common, but the carpenter specialization may also be seen.

  Embellishers focus on ornamenting the body. They make many stylish accoutrements and containers of lifewoven cloth and leather, along with synthetic materials produced by polymerization from seed. The natural-fiber stylist and tattooist specializations are more common, as they work well with lifeweaving, but there are also housepets who learn to polymerize to produce artificial garments.

  To briefly cover the other two major professions:

  Fucksmiths create engineered devices and artificial toys, generally using metals and gems produced from void-tearing. Due to void-tearing being domme coded, it’s rarely seen as a worthwhile pursuit among housepets, so fucksmiths are also rare. Those who go into it generally are mold-makers focusing on the uses of silicone through polymerization.

  Lockhearts create bindings, piercings, and enhancing jewelry powered by crystallized euphoria. While many housepets admire this profession, it is once again strongly reliant on void-tearing for the metals it uses, and as a result is rare. Those housepets who go into it generally specialize in restraints made of natural materials, such as rope and leather cuffs, or occasionally bone jewelry.

  There are other professions, but these are the ones that come with their own forms of magic, so most people focus their efforts here.

  A magical job that she gets to have sex for? Sign her up! She supposes she’ll go with the flow and learn to life-weave with Ichor…

  Will I eventually get a house of my own?

  That’s up to you! However, housepets tend to end up moving into the established domiciles of other people they’ve become close to, generally their dominants. You’re not obligated to choose this path, but it’s the natural one for many women.

  Hyacinth blushes. Yeah, she’s kind of always wanted to be someone’s live-in pet… Maybe several someones’...

  How many women am I allowed to date here?

  As many as you can find consistent time for. Most housepets find that they can only really handle two or three long-term romantic partners, but many have an extended network of sex friends and business associates that they sleep with from time to time.

  Well, that’s good to see. Vaguely, in her peripheral vision, she sees Mica approaching another catgirl with soft white fur.

  I’m horny all the time now! Help!

  Bodies in the Sapphire Realm have shorter refractory periods and a stronger libido than in most realms. Here, resting for an hour or so will usually get you ready to go again, whereas in other realms you might be satisfied for up to several days from a single encounter. Sorry, but you’ll just have to get used to it.

  Well, that’s kind of convenient and inconvenient simultaneously, isn’t it? The heat between her legs likes it, anyway. She tries to keep her focus on the brochure and not the nude Mica.

  Someone touched my ears and I saw stars, what gives?

  You’re a housepet! That means you have a big weakspot right atop your head. All housepets react very strongly to having their ears scritched; you could say it’s a natural weakness of the gender.

  Hyacinth bites her lip, fighting down the urge to let out a small nya of displeasure. In some ways this is really bad, right? But then why does she love it so much? She ducks her head, trying to shut out the soft moans that are starting to drift across the room, and keeps reading.

  Speaking of gender, everyone here seems to be a woman…

  As we’ve mentioned earlier, this world does gender differently than that. “Women” is a generic noun here for people of any gender; it’s like saying “people.” As for your personal gender, you’re a housepet, and will be stuck with that for some time until you save up enough money or ichor to afford a second presentation. Generally the Twin Goddesses are good at matching people to the gender they’d prefer, but if you want another the guild will help you save up.

  A second presentation? She’ll have to ask about that. The moans are getting louder, and her treacherous little girldick still hasn’t gone down…

  This may seem indelicate, but… I don’t seem to produce waste anymore?

  Bodies are more optimized here. The hole down there stays though, since it’s fun to py with. ?

  Well, that’s, uh, fun. She tries her hardest to suppress the implications and flips to the next page.

  The remainder of the pamphlet is a broad overview map of the city, with the various guilds picked out in pink letters. While the professions mentioned earlier are all picked out on the map, there also are guilds for a collection of other genders — eight in total.

  Apparently the eight genders are weaver, flower, vixen, firecracker, butterfly, housepet, succubus, and dancer. She’ll have to ask about that ter. When she’s not being distracted by so many lovely soft sighs and moans…

  She takes a deep drink of her ornj jus (hee, orange juice) and sets down the brochure.

  Just across the room, Mica’s going at it with that white-furred catgirl, letting out breathy little squeaks and purrs, and it’s getting really distracting. Her hard-on is tenting her bnket, and she’s having a really hard time not gncing over…

  Strictly speaking, she should be having sex herself, so she can stick in her body and stay in this wonderful world… but in practice that’s harder than it sounds!

  She gnces over at Mica and her partner again and blushes deeply as she catches an eyeful of Mica slipping her cock inside the other catgirl’s pussy. Their hands and bodies intertwine, skin against skin, and Hyacinth finds herself grinding a hand against her sex. She needs to come, she’s been seeing other people having sex all day and this body’s turned on so treacherously easily…

  Surely it wouldn’t be so bad if she just. Stayed here and masturbated. Everyone here is cool, they… see much more lewd things every day…

  She wraps her hand around the base of her shaft and starts to stroke herself in earnest, pumping her cock beneath the bnkets. Her whole body feels hot and needy, urgent, like it needs to come, needs release now now now…

  Avaline pads back across the room and gives Hyacinth a little smile. “Want some help with that?” she asks.

  Hyacinth flushes hard. Goddess she wishes she could drop dead right now, she’s been caught masturbating — but she’s got to be brave and try. That’s what matters, right…?

  “I, um, uh, yes.” She looks away, her hand still on her cock. “Please.”

  Avaline leans in, and firmly pulls off Hyacinth’s bnket, exposing her breasts and twitching cock to the light. She offers Hyacinth a hand, moving slowly and non-threateningly. “Come over here?” she asks.

  Hyacinth blushes, but takes the offered hand, and crosses the small area onto an area of mattresses nearby Mica.

  She tries to ignore the sex happening a few feet to her left, but it’s really hard to ignore the slick sounds and all the soft sighs and moans drifting past her…

  Avaline comes and sits across from Hyacinth. “So,” she says. “I can take the lead, if you want.”

  Hyacinth shamefacedly nods.

  “Sit cross-legged,” Avaline instructs.

  Hyacinth carefully sits down, crossing her legs over each other.

  Avaline comes in, closer, closer, then up into Hyacinth’s p, her nude body pressing in against Hyacinth’s own, her smile bright as she presses in skin to skin.

  “There,” she says. “There we go.” She pulls off Hyacinth’s bandolier and tosses it back into her bednest, then presses up, all firm skin against Hyacinth’s entire front, her weight on Hyacinth’s p and her slick sex less than an inch from Hyacinth's cock as it presses up against her belly. She wraps her arms hard around Hyacinth, keeping her from squirming away, and breathes softly in her ear. “There,” she says. “That’s much better, isn’t it?”

  Hyacinth flushes. All this skin against skin feels incredibly good. She can tell that any small motion she’d make with her cock would instantly bring her close to coming — she guesses that’s the effect of Skin Hunger doubled over on itself…

  Hesitantly, she kisses Avaline’s shoulder, tasting her skin. She tastes of sweat and salt, and smells incredibly good, her musk washing over Hyacinth and making her head swim a little. She wants to taste her, to feel her in every way…

  Hesitantly, Hyacinth bites Avaline’s shoulder, and she moans softly in Hyacinth’s ear, the bite somehow a pleasure to her rather than a pain. Hyacinth’s cock twitches hard against Avaline’s belly, the friction almost too much already, and Hyacinth lets out an answering gasp as she grinds in.

  Avaline shifts, adjusting the position, and very carefully lines up Hyacinth’s cock with her pussy. “Ready?” she asks.

  Hyacinth nods eagerly, too embarrassed for words, and Avaline slowly eases Hyacinth’s cock into her.

  “Ah…” She tenses, her body pressed in so firm against Hyacinth’s, her pussy clenching hard around Hyacinth’s cock, and Hyacinth finds herself letting out a heavy breath too.

  “Avaline…” Hyacinth pulls her senpai — where did that word come from, but it seems appropriate — into her embrace, and slowly grinds her cock in, feeling incredible heat cascade through her whole body from even that tiny motion. She feels wanted and accepted and whole and kept and it’s so perfect she could die.

  “Hyacinth…” Avaline kisses Hyacinth’s shoulder, and rolls her hips slowly, grinding in her sex around Hyacinth’s stiff cock.

  “Haaaaaaah…” Hyacinth lets out a hard shuddery breath, trying her hardest not to come, but she’s not managing it, she’s going to be overcome —

  Avaline rolls in her hips again, this time with a long, liquid motion that squeezes oh so perfectly around Hyacinth’s cock, and at st Hyacinth can’t hold on anymore and gives in, her cock twitching and spurting a heavy load into Avaline, making a beautiful mess of her slick, tight sex and filling her up completely.

  “Ah, fuck… ?” Hyacinth’s too overwhelmed to do anything but come, with her cock sunk so deep inside Avaline — but Avaline’s still moving, in long, lingering motions of her hips that drive Hyacinth’s pleasure higher and higher, her own body close to overcome as well, her breath coming hot and her body trembling against Hyacinth’s. “Fuck, Hyacinth…” She trembles and bucks her hips, pressing her body even harder against Hyacinth’s, her toes curling and her fingers digging into Hyacinth’s back.

  Hyacinth trembles like a leaf, completely overwhelmed by the orgasm that’s filling up her whole body, driving all thought but pleasure from her mind, making her too blissed out to even keep the rhythm — but it’s okay. It’s okay. She’s being taken care of. She’s going to be just fine.

  She clings to Avaline like she’s her anchor in a storm, and slowly comes down — just as Avaline herself tips over the edge. With all the strength left in her body, Hyacinth tips Avaline back onto her back, and grinds in hard from on top of her, rolling her hips to give her all the pleasure she can. She needs her to feel good. She needs it, she needs it, she needs it —

  Avaline holds Hyacinth firm through her own orgasm, and undutes her hips back, feeling everything at once, her body trembling with the force of her pleasure. “Hhhhhhaaaaaa Sapphis —” she swears, pulling Hyacinth in closer. “Fuck…”

  Hyacinth squirms in harder, grinding her cock in against Avaline’s seed-slicked inner walls, and quickly comes to another orgasm of her own. Though this one is shallower and weaker, it feels like it drains all the remaining energy from her body, the st of her libido spent as her cock throbs and twitches and dribbles out another small load.

  Avaline slowly comes down from her own orgasm, and smiles, giving Hyacinth a soft pet on the ears. “Good girl,” she says, a smile on her lips. “That was fun.”

  A fre of pink light kindles between the two of them, and strikes both of them in the heart. This time, for Hyacinth it feels like a lingering heat and strength, a richly raw and physical sensation that coils around her heart and makes her feel a sense of pressure and power.

  Lesbea’s energy. Ichor.

  Hyacinth pouts. “I didn’t manage to satisfy you…?”

  Avaline giggles and skritches Hyacinth’s hair. “Don’t worry about it,” she says. “It’s not a big deal. I had fun, and someone else will finish me off before long. Plus I got a nice shiny Euphoria for my troubles. So don’t worry too much, okay?” She smiles, and levers herself up off of Hyacinth, leaving behind the sticky mess she’s left inside her.

  “Don’t worry about the mess,” she says. “It’ll evaporate as soon as it starts to be more trouble than it’s worth. And thank you for the seed, by the way; it’ll make me a few gss, once it’s refined, anyway.”

  Hyacinth ducks her head and smiles. She guesses she can still feel happy that she’s been useful, even if she did come first…

  “Alright,” she says. “Um. Have a nice day?”

  Avaline giggles again. “Yeah, I already am.” Her tail flicks back and forth behind her and she stretches her arms above her head. “Have a nice day, too.”

  Hyacinth looks around at the pet beds ringing the room, and finds more than a few petgirls looking back at her. She flushes. She guesses she’s been the entertainment…

  “Okay um bye.” Hyacinth hastens back to her pet bed and curls up beneath her bnket once more, a fiery blush coming to her cheeks as she realizes what she’s just done. She came first in front of everyone…

  She curls up in bed, and tries to ignore the looks from the remaining petgirls.