The Omnymphotents, Book Four: Twists and Trysts

 

Salamando: Alright, fine, one more book! You can buy it on my Smashwords page at: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1496482. Now will you all get off my back for a while?
 
Cyl: Oh, don’t act like you don’t love it when we tap on your brain!
 
Salamando: No, I’m serious! This is it! No more Salamando books! Salamando is retired! I’m done!
 
Cyl: Uh-huh. You said that before, and yet here we are. And we are grateful for it, so thank you.
 
Osha: Yeah, I was a little miffed you tried to end things right after my debut, but I got to do a bunch of stuff this time around!
 
Illia: I also appreciate the extended screentime.
 
RoseGold: And I appreciate you deciding to include me after all.
 
Opal: Big same!
 
Shady: Yeah, well, goody for you bitches, but I barely got to do more than make cameos this time around! Sal! You better make a Book Five with me front and center!
 
Opal: Damn, Mom, one whole story was about you helping to make me, that wasn’t good enough for you? I see how it is!
 
Shady: You barely got to do anything either!
 
RoseGold: Fret not, all we need do is continue tapping on our author’s brain every once in a while.
 
Salamando: No, look, I like you all as a cast, and yeah, it was nice to able to get more done with you, but I mean it. The Salamando Era is finished.
 
Cyl: What about the mortal adventures stuff? You never did publish that one.
 
Salamando: Actually, I just went back and added all the Empowered and Created stories to Book One. So, some people might want to go back and get the new version. I’m not going to write any more of those, and there wasn’t enough material to make it its own bundle, I felt. They fit the earlier tone of the series better anyway.
 
Cyl: Ah. Well, I suppose that works.
 
Osha: Hey, I don’t see the Wayfarer stuff included! What about them? You’re not going to just abandon that, are you?
 
RoseGold: You only care about that because your Avatar is involved.
 
Osha: Yeah, what’s your point? }:3
 
Salamando: Man, I don’t know. If I really want to do a serious attempt at the Didsy stories, it’s probably going to have to be in some form not related to the Omnyverse. She’s really much more one of my genre-fic characters, so I kinda feel like she’d be getting held back being linked to all my taboo erotica baggage. No offense.
 
Osha: Aw, that’s no fun! C’mon, you can still do smutty adventure stories! People love those!
 
Salamando: No! I don’t just write erotica, goddamn it! I swear!
 
Shady: Aw, don’t try so hard to be such a born-again prude! Omnymphotents Book Five, Sal! Make it happen!
 
Salamando: I told you I’m done!
 
Cyl: That remains to be seen! Possibly-maybe see you next book, folks!

The Wayfarers - Pilot Episode

The World of Willowatt is a realm of fantasy magic, steam-and-gear-punk aesthetics, and a variety of sapient species. Although the World holds several systems of Magic, they are not practical for wide-scale use, leading to the development of industrial machines emerging alongside the refinement of magic systems, leading to somewhat haphazardly leapfrogging developments in both mysticism and technology.

Recently, a small wandering guild calling themselves the Merry Men (it’s funny because the group is almost entirely female) has taken residence in Willowatt, registering with the Wayfarer Network and devoting themselves to the investigation and handling of especially strange incidents. Presently, five members of the group have assembled at one of the Wayfarer’s branch offices to see what work need be done this day.
 
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Today’s Merry Men Roster
Didsy Dolopia – Lopfollo (near-human rabbitfolk), jack-of-all-trades multi-magician
Raiment – Didsy’s living dress, string magician
Woodsy – Free-range Wood Goddess, wields “nature powers” (secretly an Avatar of Osha)
Crotia McLaud – Raven-winged elemental magician
Wander – Interdimensional teleporter, swordsman, slacker
 
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“Library Ghouls?” Rai laughed as she popped her hat off Didsy’s head, twirled once, and flopped back down. “We got one right here! Case solved!”
 
“Haha,” muttered Didsy, rolling her eyes up at her wearable companion. “So what are they after?”
 
“Last witness says they were just stealing all the books and bringing them down to the basement level,” said Crotia. “Then they started running out of the library and stealing all the written material they could find throughout town.”
 
“Sounds like a bunch of data horders,” said Wander. “Maybe we just hand them a bunch of smartphones and point them to Google?”
 
“Willowatt doesn’t have an internet yet,” said Didsy. “And even if we rigged a custom local computer for these things, I doubt it would be what they’re looking for.”

Wander On Board (Didsy Prologue)

Sal was normally able to sense when an Omny was approaching, his dimensional teleportation powers keened into every one of their unique cosmic signatures. The Omnys, of course, could block him from detecting them at any time, and it was mostly either a courtesy that they didn’t, or they simply didn’t think about it.
 
Unless they wanted to pull a little prank, of course! As Sal stood atop a high cliff in the Rockies of Thrae, a womanly form suddenly pressed itself against his back. It had been a while since anyone had been able to sneak up on him, and he jerked forward in a moment of actual panic, attempting to whirl, only for slim feminine arms to slip around and hug him firmly from behind. Soft, warm lips fastened onto an erogenous spot on his neck and suckled briefly, causing him to let out a little mew of pleasure, his body to shiver, and for his pants to get much tighter.

Further Possibilities

Heat and sweat and sound and motion and love of life. For a moment, she almost forgot what she was, losing herself in the song and the beat, and the cheer of the crowd. But then, something snapped her back to self-awareness. She didn’t miss a beat, didn’t even hitch her voice mid-lyric, but she opened her eyes and her gaze snapped up to match that of another woman watching from the back. One woman observing her from two sets of eyes. And when her show was over, after she bowed and thanked the lovely crowd of rockers young and old, Opal and her band exited the stage, and the blue-haired Omny teleported herself to the roof of the club.
 
RoseGold was already there, her nearly twin bodies waiting in their customary airs. Rose stood with her hands clasped behind her back, a calm expression on her face. Gold had her arms folded, her foot tapping impatiently, her smile quirked in such a way that couldn’t seem to decide between bemusement and smugness.
 
“A lovely show,” said Rose, bowing respectfully.
 
“A screamin’ set,” said Gold, her mouth deciding on a grin.
 
“Thanks,” said Opal, putting a hand on her hip. “You a music head, too? Or you just introducing yourself to the newbie?”
 
“Barely newer than me,” said Gold, dropping her arms and slinking up to the blue haired Omny. She leaned closer, her grin salacious. “Osha sure moved on quick from us, didn’t she? Fire and forget.”
 
Opal smiled bemusedly. “You’re still one of her favorites. Trust me, I know.” Her hand whipped out, snagged Gold by her tie, and yanked her in for a deep kiss. Gold met her in kind, coiling herself around the other Omny, and the two moaned deeply in passion.

Demi-Urge

The Planar Void boomed with the sounds of combat! Normally a place where the Omnys would go to make love unrestrained, it was also proving to be an excellent sparring ground for the Five, the foremost defenders of the Omnyverse.
 
“Come on, ladies, put your backs into it!” Reignbeau let out a laugh as the Mingles attempted to flank her, Demi going low, Wyllow going high. Demi lashed out with a whip of flames, while Wyllow whirled with a gleaming scythe, which flashed into a nodachi mid-swing to try and catch the rainbow warrior off-guard.
 
As they did so, they both bent reality around them, warping space and twisting time, to try and get their opponent off-balance, skewing her from multiple angles. As always, Reignbeau parried every attempt at their esoteric offense, and took their strikes head-on, forcing what should have been a whirl of reality-bending maelstroms into a pure melee spar.

Two Makes Blue

 In a little cabin in a vast woods trapped in eternal night, two women were finding themselves being unusually hesitant. Neither Shady nor Osha were prone to second-guessing their wants, but one supposed there was a first time for everything!

 
“So, uh…” Osha’s smile was nervous.
 
“Yeah…” Shady was frowning slightly in thought.
 
“You’re sure you really want to do this?” said Osha.
 
“I said I’d do it, didn’t I?” huffed Shady, crossing her arms and glaring at her.

Guy Time

Sometimes a guy just got tired of being around women all the time. Sometimes, he just wanted to hang out with some other guys. And that was a bit of a problem when he realized that his whole social circle consisted entirely of females. 
 
Of course, in Jax’s particular case, it was understandable. Omnymphotents were supposed to only be women. He was a complete anomaly in that regard, only coming into existence by the whims of his Splinter-Sister. While he didn’t really have an identity crisis over it, it was hard to really embrace his being a man, outside of the obvious sexual uses, when the vast majority of his memories had been of being Shady, and afterwards, the only beings he ever had much chance to talk to were his fellow Omnys. 

Origin Factor

The quiet town of Hush Mountain had seen a lull in activity the past few weeks. Hardly any travelers had passed through, much less stayed for a visit. Other than that lost, bedraggled couple who’d supposedly escaped from Immernacht, Gwendy hadn’t seen a non-Native soul in a while, and she was beginning to get a bit antsy! All the locals had cleared out from breakfast, and Steve was taking a smoke break out back, leaving Gwendy to just wipe down the counters and recheck the condiment containers.
 
So when an absolutely adorable young woman stepped into her diner, the sexy waitress was all smiles. Finally, a guest! She eyed the newcomer hungrily, a little more blatantly than she usually did. The newcomer was dark skinned, but with natural blond hair, sporting a lime-green dress with white trim. There was also something about her that gave Gwendy pause. Usually, the waitress was the one bewitching visitors with her friendly, sensual charm, but the more she looked at the newcomer, the more she felt a little stunned, herself!
 
The newcomer smiled sweetly and winked at her. “Don’t worry, cutie, I’m not here to cause trouble! I’d just like to have a little chat with your boss!”

Devine Domination

In the skies of Apoclypha, Domina hovered invisibly over the fresh ruins of a once-mighty human fortress. Below her, a settlement she had allowed to remain standing for a record three years, was a shattered pile of smoking rubble, splattered red and black with the blood of humans and demons alike. Whilst the remnants of the victorious demon horde picked through the rubble for survivors to further violate in excruciating ways, she willed the scant handful of fleeing humans a temporary reprieve. The refugee’s one remaining sorcerer, a warlock who had forcefully bound a succubus to his service, had commanded his demonic slave to cast a cloaking spell that would hide their group from enemy detection. The succubus’s magic shouldn’t have been strong enough to fully evade the senses of every demonic barbarian and savage beasts prowling the land, but Domina gave the creature’s spell a subtle boost, ensuring total invisibility even from monsters that could directly sense magic.
 
Domina would give the group three days to make it to another settlement of human “survivors”. After that, if they were still lost in the wild wreckage of Apoclypha, she’d spring the succubus from the sorcerer’s mystical bondage, and see if any of the ragged, injured group could survive the creature’s lascivious fury.
 
Watching the fortress fall, and its pathetic human denizens get violated in horrible ways had been a fun little show for the sadistic redheaded Omny. She tasted the pain of the humans, the pleasure of the demons, shivered in mini-orgasms at every brutal death inflicted on either side, even rode the senses to enjoy the raw emotion and sensation from either side, and it was all very pleasing.
 
But as she surveyed the days handiwork, she wore only a dull frown. But there was still a restlessness in her core that wasn’t quite satiated. Something felt a bit off. She had to admit, something had felt off for a little while now. Was she just bored? Omny’s didn’t really get bored, as such, but she did find herself feeling a sense of… longing. An Omny didn’t get bored, but they did, occasionally, crave a bit of variety on top of their usual activities.