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“At any moment.” Aloy huffed, walking from one side of her shelter’s main room to another, trying to calm herself down. The Nora Sentinel usually did that, in order to clear her flame-hair-crowned head from intrusive thoughts, which came harder, stronger, faster and worse with each passing day.
“Hey.” She heard a very, literally, familiar voice, which makes her look back. It’s her.
“I’ve been waiting for you, Beta.” The Anointed tells her twin, smiling as she doesn’t do often. “Now, sit down.” she asks, pointing at a small bench at the center of the main room.
Without a word, Beta does it. She sits down, staring intensely at everything, with eyes yet curious, not adapting quickly to that Post-Odyssey world she now knows.
“So, what are we doing today, Aloy?” Beta asks, nervous still, but willing to try any of her sister’s ideas.
“You’ll see when it comes.” The other one answers, her smile fading, but still, her face demonstrates a calmness that once was unknown to her.
“Fine, I guess. Now, let’s wait for the others…” resigned Beta, shrugging.
And that’s what they did, for a few minutes.
“Hey, flame-hair…” Both sisters heard from outside the shelter.
“Petra…” Aloy called the Oseram woman.
“Looks like she invented something the Old Ones could only imagine. Something called a teleporter.” Interrupted Beta.
“That’s… something I wouldn’t mind knowing more about.” Said a shy, yet curious voice.
“Oh, it’s you, Alva.” Answered the Nora Sentinel, looking at the Diviner, her smile appearing again on her lips. The other girl just nodded as an answer.
“I do… have the artifact you asked for.” She finally says. She holds a tiny staff-looking thing with a bulbous end. On the side of the handle, a very funny looking rune appears. “Records say it is a Bluetooth microphone. It amplifies your voice while singing or talking.”
“Thrush doesn’t need that…” a calm, yet commanding voice interrupts.
“Thanks, Talanah…” Aloy accepts the compliment, hand-waving to the Carja Huntress.
“You’re welcome, dear.” The Sunhawk answers, adjusting her chin straps. Meanwhile, Alva is testing the small artifact, her Focus beeping as she makes funny noises on top of the microphone, making all girls laugh…
Including a sweet one, with white face paint contrasting with her dark skin. A girl who has just arrived. Someone who just endured a harsh pain, but wants to have fun, because, maybe, just maybe, that’s what her lover would’ve liked.
“Zo…” Aloy starts, trying to be empathetic with Varl’s widow, if she could be called that, since they never married.
“It’s ok, Aloy. It’s what Varl would’ve wanted. Plus, we all deserve love from time to time…”
“I agree…” says the one Aloy was waiting for.
“Seyka!” Aloy squeals, being silly for once, as Alva makes kissing noises, which are ignored by the Sentinel. “Took you long enough to show up.”
“I’d say it was just the right time, Commander.” Seyka answered.
“Well, if you say so…” agreed the Sentinel. “And even if you’re not right, Rost told me a key to happiness is to not fight with fools.”
“Hey!” Seyka grumbled, as the other girls giggled, entering the shelter.
“So, do we do it with your Focus, Aloy?” Alva asked.
“I say we do…” answered the redhead, after thinking for quite a while. “I’ve got medicinal berries, for if all the energy causes a severe headache. As far as Old Ones records say, it would be called… A migraine.”
Every girl grimaces at the thought, specially Alva, who has always expressed her feelings a bit differently from the others. She then shakes her head vigorously, as if trying to erase it that way.
“Right, we will… Try and avoid it.” she promises, with a slight stutter, and avoiding eye contact more than usually. “Anyways… Which song should we sing? Oh, I know one. ‘Year 3000’... It has two versions…”
“Let’s do it!” Interrupted the whole squad.
And, so it began.
I’ve been to the Year 3000
Not much has changed
But they live underwater
And your great-great-great granddaughter
Is doing fine
(Doing fine)
“We don’t live underwater, though…” said Aloy.
“What is a time machine? And who’s Kelly Clarkson? What’s a boyband? Star Wars I do know…” asked Alva.
“We’ll know what’s a time machine when I invent it.” answered Petra. “How… do you know about Star- nevermind!”
“I’ve got the feeling Kelly Clarkson and boybands are somehow connected… And platinum is too, even if you don’t believe me, Petra.”
Petra just stood there, eyes opening like plates.
After some more singing, which was recorded on Aloy’s Focus, the Sentinel rubbed her own back.
“Funnily enough… This has… Made me relax. However… There’s still a spot on… my back…”
“I’ve brought some oils. I thought you might as well need them…” whispered Talanah. Surprisingly, it looked like Seyka didn’t matter the closeness.
“If y’all think it’ll help, I welcome it.” confessed the redhead.
“Undress yourself, then, Aloy.” Talanah asked. “If anyone else wants a massage, you can undress too.”
Most girls started to undress, then. The only one that was shy, was Beta.
“Nothing bad will happen, Beta dear. C’mere.” Zo told the youngest Sobeck twin, with her usual sweet voice.
It took a bit of courage for Beta to undress, but she finally did. Talanah started the massage with Aloy.
“Feeling better?”
“Yesss…” Sighed Aloy.
“Anything for you, my Thrush… By the way, your butt is so… Smooth…” complimented Talanah, caressing Aloy’s bottom with a tender, yet sensual touch.
“I agree with that!” exclaimed Seyka. She was next for the massage, holding Aloy’s hand through the process, looking in her deep green eyes. It was a majestic moment.
“This is so sweet of you, Talanah.” complimented Seyka, with a big smile that made her now rosy-cheeks look fuller.
“You’re welcome, dear.”
Talanah tried something new. It was risky, but worthwhile.
“As I said, Aloy… Your bum is so… soft… Mind if I kiss it?” Asked Talanah. Everyone, even Seyka, giggled.
“I wouldn’t mind. By the way, we have a strap-on. In a closet.”
Talanah went for the closet in the main room. Her tall height made it so that she bonked her head.
“Ow!” she whined. Anyways, she got the strap on, stripped, while the girls whistled, and put it on.
“Hope you’re ready… Happy Spring Equinox, by the way.” Teased Talanah, arms folded in front of her bare breasts.
“Whatever. Do it, Sunhawk.”
Before Aloy could complete the phrase, Talanah was penetrating her. Seyka, who had just been massaged, decided to help. With another massage, at the Sentinel’s pussy.
“Oh, Goddess…” moaned Aloy, who was never a firm believer.
“I bet our flame-hair loves that…”moaned Petra in return. She had started massaging her own pussy herself.
“Petra, don’t you want a massage? I could even massage other parts of you…” Asked Talanah. Aloy was now back down, rolling her hips, while Talanah penetrated her and Seyka massaged her breasts.
“You’re quite tempting me, aye.” confessed the Forgewoman.
Talanah then proceeded to rub Petra’s splendid breasts. They were soft, smooth, and quite beautiful, with a big brown areola and erect nipples. She then massaged Petra’s brunette pussy, quite soft, also.
“You’re doing great… Don’t stop, Talanah. By the way, I have some cuffs, for anyone…”
Aloy, at Petra’s suggestion, raised a hand.
“I volunteer!” she exclaimed.
“We knew you would…” everyone mumbled in unison.
As Petra put the handcuffs on Aloy, she heard a cute mumble.
“You must be so… fluffy.”
“Alva!” everyone, especially Petra, yelled in return.
“Can I… touch you?” asked Alva, making puppy eyes.
“Yes, touch me while I touch Aloy.” agreed Petra. “But first, let Talanah massage you. And touch her too.”
Alva complied, closing her eyes and nodding.
“I feel so good…” admitted Talanah “It’s so different from my tribe…”
“Same…” agreed Petra. She held back tears, as did Talanah. She then pulled Aloy’s hair. “Anyways, Flame-hair… You’re so vulnerable for me…”
“Goddess!” Aloy yelled in return.
“Tides!” Alva moaned, as Talanah massaged. She then rolled her hips, as a signal to be penetrated. That, Talanah did. Suddenly, she started to cry.
“I do feel… It’s so, so different from my tribe. Here I got loved. I get accepted as the woman who I am, not the one who they want me to be. I love this place.” she mumbled, covering her face, stopping the penetration of Alva.
“Aww… Don’t cry.” said Zo, with her honey voice. “You can massage me… Plus, I think Alva is asleep.”
And, indeed, the Quen Diviner was asleep, snoring on the floor.
“Federra…” She mumbled sweetly. She was then carried by all the other girls to a safe zone, away from the orgy.
“Sleep tight, little one.” said Zo, preparing for the massage. She closed her eyes, trying to relax. After all, she thought that’s what Varl would’ve wanted.
“You’ve got… Quite a talent, Talanah.” Zo compliments the Sunhawk.
“I wish I had your talent for singing, though.” Talanah answers back.
“Please, make me sing…” Zo chuckles, opening her legs, revealing the entrance of her hairy pussy. “By the way, my people don’t usually shave. Body hair is natural for us.”
“I figured.” answers Talanah, as she goes to massage Zo down under. She does so tenderly, as she knows Zo is still pregnant, but she also wants to give the Utaru Gravesinger some pleasure. She wants that, despite all the pain she is enduring, since Varl’s death… She can, somehow, be happy.
“You’re doing nice… Keep going.” Zo moans softly. Aloy, who is being masturbated by Petra, joins her voice, saying the same stuff, word by word. They were both rolling their hips sensually, as if nothing could stop them from the pleasure they felt. They released after a short time, wetting the floor with quite the streams.
“Good.” Both Petra and Talanah said excited. Beta gave a thumbs up. She wasn’t ready for all of that.
“I’ll go to the latrines!” She said after a while.
“We should all go, actually. It helps prevent infections.” Added Zo. “Alva, wake up. Do you wanna go to latrines? To relieve yourself and prevent infections?”
Alva woke up slowly, and nodded.
“I do think it would be… Needed, yes.” She finally said.
So they all laughed, and parted towards the latrines, at the edge of the village. People were already used to conversations while slogging it out. But the girls laughed so hysterically, and with such camaraderie, that people looked at them with quite an odd stare.
“I found out some exercises Zo can do, although it’s ok if she doesn’t want them. It’s to… help with birth.” Infodumped Alva, now wide awake. “Basically, you pee for 5 seconds and hold for three. You do it five times, or until your bladder’s empty.”
“I will try it right now.” Agreed Zo. She was quite good when she did it, actually. The girls were very surprised by how long she could hold her pee. And, when she released it, it was a surprising color of yellow, a very healthy one, which challenged lots of prejudice that the Nora had about the vegetarian Utaru. But, upon reflection, and while they were each using a rock to clean themselves, they agreed that, indeed, they were all capable of amazing feats, and Zo being able to hold urine for so long was just another one of them.
The girls, then, agreed to bathe in the river, in the women’s section. Beta was still shy. In fact, while at the latrine, she couldn’t relieve herself in front of everyone. She just wasn’t used to, having being raised by the Zenith. But Zo, after trying with gentle pressure on the short-haired ginger’s bladder, calmed the girl down, and motivated her to try again later.
“You’ll have to get used to this, sister.” Aloy told her frankly. She was immediately shushed by Zo, which she didn’t like.
“Give her time, Aloy. Not everyone adapts at the same time.” Zo said. Meanwhile, Talanah was hissing at the young Nora who were laughing at Beta, not being fully empathetic of the girl’s situation.
“How dare you disrespect the twin of your tribe’s Annointed!” she screamed, or rather roared at them.
Alva, then, decided to give Aloy a taste of her own medicine. A punishment she’d remember forever. Aloy was just getting undressed when Alva, fully nude and swimming in the river like a water beetle, splashed the Sentinel’s back.
“You idiot!” screamed Aloy “You could have harmed my Focus!”
“Quen joke!” screamed back Alva, making jazz hands, until Seyka elbowed her. “Ow! That didn’t feel good…”
All the girls giggled. Aloy entered the water. She flexed a bit, and, soon, Seyka’s face was a deep color of red. Seyka washed Aloy tenderly, splashing her, while giggling like a little girl. The adorable moment made Beta yearn, and she soon took her clothes off, and dived, with less fear than she expected.
“Go, Beta!!” cheered Talanah, as she clapped, like if she saw a half-a-year-old take their first steps. And, somehow, it was. The short-haired Sobeck sister was finally hitting another milestone towards freedom from that nasty cult she grew up in. “Finally, a new step towards being unapologetically you, my dear.”
“However…” interrupted Zo. “If you feel more comfortable with modesty… Maybe a stitcher, from any of our tribes, can work a way out. I do think no woman ought to be taken for granted, covered up or not.”
“That… helps a lot, thanks Zo.” said Beta, trying to make eye contact with her friend, who was still nude. It was difficult to do it, and it made her dizzy, but she wanted to be respectful.
“Bodies are works of art, Beta. Just admire them.” commented Zo, chuckling. Then, she felt a warm current, followed by a very blushed Beta. “It’s ok. Your bladder is now empty. Better late than never! And don’t judge, y’all!”
“Correct…” Aloy mumbled, before being shushed by Seyka, who was the first to get out of the water, along with Talanah. Aloy followed, still a bit yucked. What happened next, nobody expected: Aloy tripped over a tiny fox that just looked offended, before running away. Now everybody was laughing at Aloy! That was, until Zo shushed them all calmly. She then exited the lake, followed by Petra, who winked at Beta, to make sure that she was ok.
Alva, seeing that everybody had gone away, also exited. Now Beta was the last one standing!
“Yes, Beta!!” cheered Talanah, teasing. She proceeded to put on her clothes, looking at Beta in the eye, even though she didn’t look back. Aloy and Zo were already dressing as well, even though the redhead was still a bit disgusted.
“As a fellow sister-haver… This will happen a lot. Even more embarassing things might happen.” admitted Seyka, who was juggling between dressing herself and helping Aloy with her Nora Anointed Armor, which she only wore on special occasions, due to its significance. “But they’ll also help you very much…”
“Indeed. You look beautiful, Aloy.” Complimented Beta, who got dressed in the blink of an eye.
“Thanks, Beta.” Answered Aloy. Now she was the blushed one.
“Flame-hair got flame-faced…” teased Petra, winking an eye, before turning to Alva, who was still splishing and splashing with pure joy. “Alva, it’s getting late. Let’s go.”
Alva nodded as she giggled, and quickly put her clothes back.
“Where to now?” she asked.
“Aloy, there’s a market at the village center, isn’t it?” asked Seyka. Everyone came closer to Aloy, curious.
“Uh, yes, but please, personal space bubble’s poppin’!” yelled the Sentinel.
Suddenly, two Nora teenage girls, dressed in just simple pants and meager tops, but, ironically, with lots of swirly face paint, came to her.
“We promise with all our hearts, to care for the Sentinel!” they sung happily, but doing mechanical, Old World Military Style Motions.
Aloy gave a little chuckle, which was starting to become more common with each passing day.
“Help, my little friends! I don’t remember where the market is!” She exclaimed, turning her Focus on, as if hoping from an answer. She remembered the video she recorded with her friends, of the orgy, and quickly changed the channel before the teens could see. She put on Dora the Explorer on a shared channel. “Will you take me to the market?” She said, letting the girls look at her Focus.
“Yaaay!!” both said.
“Great!” Aloy cheered back.
“By the way, I’m Hoza, and this is Hayedra, my sister.” the bigger one, with blonde locks, introduced herself, and her sister, who had a single braid. “We actually also watch cartoons on our Focus. We love Jelly Jamm! We made Princesa out of corn husk.”
They showed the dolly to Aloy, who thought it was quite cute.
“We know where the market is. Mom sells dolls there!”
“Then let’s go.” Aloy said.
So, they went with Hoza and Hayedra, singing all the way, parodies of patriotic songs from the Old Ones times.
Mother’s Heart, Mother’s Heart
You’re a peaceful beating heart…
“Woah! I didn’t know The Proving turned into Sacred Lands’ Got Talent. Hope you have a sad story.” said Aloy, with an unusual chuckle.
“Well one time our shelter caught fire because of a raccoon. Somehow, it was spitting seafoam!” Hayedra yelled.
Aloy just stood there. What Hayedra just had said was… quite concerning.
“Hayedra… That wasn’t seafoam.” she whispered after a while.
“What was it?” asked big sister Hoza.
Aloy, still shocked, raised both hands, pleading that no more questions were asked.
“I’ll explain later.” she finally said. It was obvious she wasn’t gonna explain for a long while.
Finally, they reached the market. There were many things to buy: fruit tarts of many colors and flavours, armors of different textures, and even toys for small children, made from corn husks and wood. Before anyone could say anything, Alva was shoving fruit tarts to her mouth, while making a pile of shards. That was, apparently, a good investment.
“She’s not hurting anyone, girls. I say we let her.” whispered Zo.
“Well I could use a new armour, to blend with the Nora more easily.” admitted Seyka.
“Silent Hunter would look nice in you, Sakes” said Aloy. She looked at Seyka blushing. Then she made that curvy-hands motion that Alva used to do to signify the body of a woman, paying special attention to the area that would be the breasts. That made Seyka blush even more. “Well, you’re redder than my hair now.” Aloy said. Seyka looked like she would faint.
“Finest Silent Hunter You have, please.” commanded Aloy, carrying Seyka in her arms towards a stitcher’s stall.
“Champion, welcome! Is that your…” The Merchant began asking, face as shocked as Seyka’s
“Yes, she is My girlfriend.” Interrupted the Sentinel.
“Was going to Say ‘victim’, but that also makes sense!” The stitcher answered. Seyka turned around, making a small angry pout that Aloy found cute enough to make the Quen Marine earn a nose boop. He showed the outfit to Seyka, who tried it on behind a makeshift dressing room, and paid 50 shards for it.
“I think it's a fair price. It's quite lovely.” Seyka admitted. “Not gonna lie, would love to wear an Old world style called ‘Lolita’. ‘Bebot’ also has captured My attention, and so has Hanfu revival.”
“You'd look amazing in all of that. Even with nothing on… It's still You.” Complimented Aloy. “I like grunge the most. We Will have to adapt them to our circunstancias, though.”
“We’ll see about that.” Said Seyka. “For now, since it's late, we better go to your Shelter and sleep.”
“I agree…” said Aloy, yawning. They waved goodbye to everyone, and, along the other Girls, went to Aloy's Shelter. Alva was already sleep, thanks to the power of Berry tarts. Aloy and Seyka went to Dreamland next, and so did Talanah. Petra followed. But Beta couldn’t fall asleep…
“Want me to sing to You, Bee?” Asked Zo, as kind as usual.
Beta just nodded. Zo began to sing.
“Sleep tight, sleep well
Little seed of mine.
Fall under dreams’ spell
Don't Worry, you’ll be fine.”
“You're with me, I love You
I Will be there no matter what You do.
Sleep tight, sleep well
Little seed of mine.
Fall under dreams' spell.
Don't Worry, you’ll be fine…”
Beta fell asleep them. Finally, Zo could rest.
The next day, the Girls were melancholic.
“There are fruit tarts.” Said Alva. Everyone ate.
“It has been beautiful, flame-hair” complimented Petra. “But now it's time for us to go.”
“It was… different. But I loved what I could experience.” Said Sleepyhead Alva.
“Thrush, thank You.” Commented Talanah.
“Welcome, I Guess.” said Aloy, tears in her eyes. She knew they could communicate through the Focus… But it was still hard. However, she should let go. She just knew.
And that's what she did. Everyone went to their respectiva communities, but Kept their Little Secret… Until Focusnet was established.