Fore Real Play

Kat felt unusually nervous as she prepared to send out a psychic invitation to a couple of her fellow Omnys. She’d already stalled a bit trying to decide which room in her Femdom Fortress she should use for the meeting, then rearranging the furniture, then wondering if she should set up drinks or not. She’d already put this meeting off for a month as it was. Easy enough to do while dealing with the fallout of Shady’s alien invasion “prank”.

But after a couple weeks, everything had been ironed out pretty well, Earth and its new neighbors adapting to the new status quo. And that left Kat to stew on her newly awakened desires. She had decided to give it another couple of weeks wait, as the other Omnys cooled off from their big fight. This was one of those times Kat was kind of glad she wasn’t really part of the Omnys’ deeper polycule dynamics, and thus wasn’t on the hook to deal with the complexities of their conflicted passions. By the same token, though, it did starkly dig in the feeling that she was largely an outsider looking in.

The Day The Earth Stood Shady

Reclining on one of the chains of her Golden Net, Shady cast her gaze over the Earth and Thrae, to see which of her many hapless Playthings she might add to her tease-torture realm. As she hummed to herself, the mortals closest to her gasped and writhed in agonizing ecstasy, her mere presence enough to inflame their lusts to madness-inducing levels, her little hum vibrating their very souls. Their chorus of cries and moans, and the psychic feedback of their sensual torment, soothed her own body quite nicely, filling her with happy warmth.

Okay, so she wasn’t exactly a songstress on par with her daughter, but whatever.

Thoughts of Opal turned to thoughts of Jax. Both her Descended had opted to move away, and Shady briefly wondered if she should feel more bad about it than she did. Not that she ever felt that bad about much, but their combined absence was noticeable. She was at least used to feeling Jax’s presence, but the shut door between the Primary and Secondary Omnyverses made for a telling mental silence.

She really had intended to move to the Second at least part time, treat it as a summer home, but in the end, she couldn’t bring herself to leave the Primary Omnyverse for too long. Even when the rest of the “Dark Omnys” migrated over, Shady’s visits were more weekend flings than seasonal sojourns.

It wasn’t difficult to get in touch, of course. The difference now was that it just took a conscious effort to connect, instead of simply not blocking the connection out.