Earth Dies

Thankfully, the rest of the trip back to Alice's house was uneventful, although the trio startled at every single rustling corn stalk or burbling splash from the river. As the three made it inside, they locked all the doors and drew the shades before collapsing into chairs in the kitchen.

"We made it," Bridgette exclaimed in relief.

"I don't know if I can do that again. We almost died. What the fuck, we're a bunch of teenagers. We just graduated from high school, we're not even trusted to rent cars or legally drink alcohol! Sure, this stupid system gave us fancy magic, and we thought we were hot shit, but WE ALMOST DIED," Alice wailed. She buried her face into Bridgette's neck and burst into tears.

"I have to admit, I overestimated our combat prowess and significantly underestimated the possibility of coming to harm. I believe some recalculation of our odds may be in order," Colin observed.

"Yea no shit, Mr. Wizard." Bridgette quipped. "Okay, first order of business is to get everyone healed up properly. We need to eat, clean our wounds, and get a good night's sleep. Tomorrow ... I don't know. I feel like we should do more exploring, but let's see how we're feeling when we wake up."

"Bridgette ... I don't know if I can go adventuring again. It's too much. Let someone else save the world." Alice said, refusing to meet her eyes.

"Let's talk in the morning, okay? Right now we're all still on edge. I'll cook us a good meal, and then we can call it a night."

Colin leaped to his feet, "Okay, I'm sorry, B, but no. I can't deal with that on top of everything else. I'll cook if Alice doesn't feel like it, but I'm not eating anything you try to cook. The last time, I nearly broke a tooth on the biscuit."

Alice giggled, "And the meat was still raw."

"You know what? Fuck you both. See if I try to do anything nice for you again." Bridgette grumped, sitting back down and crossing her arms and turning her head toward the wall to ignore her friends.

Alice came over and hugged her from behind, kissing her on the cheek. "We still love you, we just need you to know where your strengths and weaknesses are. And that's why we don't let you cook."

As Alice and Colin cooked, Bridgette left the room, claiming she was going to get changed into something more comfortable. The two heard a loud cracking noise from upstairs, before Bridgette walked back into the room some time later wearing yoga pants and a v-necked white t-shirt with an artistic scrawl across the front.

"What was that noise?" Alice asked.

"Uh, it was nothing. I mean, it was something. But it's under control. No need to worry."

"All right, then. Keep your secrets." She smiled at Bridgette. "That's a cute shirt, is it new? I'm not sure if it fits with your slutty warrior princess vibe, though."

"You know, I'm not actually sure. I found it in my storage ring when I was unpacking into your closet, but I don't remember putting it in there. I guess I must have bought it at some point, but I don't know when."

As the two girls stared at the shirt, the scrawl of colors morphed and rearranged themselves to form a logo as the shirt shrunk into a crop top and the material thinned to the point where Bridgette's nipples and areola were visible through it. A pair of double-headed axes crossed underneath a giant set of cartoon breasts that perfectly lined up with Bridgette's own breasts, emblazoned with the words "Big Tits 🩷 Bigger Axes" with a pink heart between the two phrases. Near the hem of the shirt, a small bit of text read "Fi's Lusty Bitches Apparel Company."

Alice blinked at the shirt in surprise. That was definitely magic.

"I ... you see that, right?" Bridgette glanced up at Alice, questioningly.

"Yup." Alice confirmed. "That is quite the statement piece."

Colin turned from where he was finishing plating hamburgers for the girls, saw the shirt, and laughed. "I don't even know why you two are even surprised anymore. The scriptwriters are lazy and you two are typecast to forever wear clothing that'll keep the audience laughing, drooling, or both."

Bridgette scowled. "I'm going to make sure I throw this shirt in the back of the closet and never wear it again."

"I'll bet you five dollars that you never wear a normal t-shirt again," Colin dared.

"What good are dollars going to be anyway? How about chores for a week. Easiest bet I ever made."

"You're on."

With that, the trio sat down for dinner. Conversation was light, with the three mostly lost in their own thoughts. Alice kept running through the fight in her mind, watching Bridgette take the hits from the stones, the dagger slashes, and her not being close enough to heal her lover. And then when she thought of herself, laying face down in a pool of blood on the road, she shivered. She wasn't cut out for this.

"Okay, I think we're headed up for bed. Thank you for dinner, Colin. How about we just plan on a slow morning tomorrow, no practicing, no patrols, just relax and get up when we feel like it?" Bridgette asked.

"Yea, that works. I have some studying I want to do, then need to meditate on spells. See you two in the morning."

Bridgette pulled Alice from the room and led her upstairs. Alice walked as if in a trance, still dazed and imagining herself bleeding out on a road as Bridgette was stabbed to death by kobolds. She blinked as Bridgette stopped in front of her, glancing around, recognizing that she was in her own bathroom.

"What now?"

"I got Colin to heat up some water for us. I'm going to sit you down and scrub you clean, then we're going to snuggle. I need to take good care of you."

"B, I don't know if I can. I'm a mess right now, I can't think straight. All I can see is my own blood on the road and remembering you getting stabbed. Can we just ... not?"

Bridgette stepped forward and kissed Alice, firmly. "Shh. I want to do this, and it will help you calm down. We can discuss everything after a bath. Besides, you don't want to waste Colin's hot water, do you?"

"I suppose not," Alice allowed. She let Bridgette undress her, carefully placing her healer's dress and sandals on the bathroom sink, before undressing herself and leading Alice to where a large claw foot bath tub sat, filled with water that was gently steaming. She helped Alice into the tub, then slid in behind her, snuggling the raven haired girl and holding her close.

Bridgette took a washcloth and slowly soaped it up, gently scrubbing Alice all over, removing the dust and blood from her body. She then kissed her way across Alice's back and up her neck, ending at her ear. Bridgette whispered, "I was wrong. I was overconfident. I was a fool. My mistakes let them hurt us, and I'm sorry."

"B ... I accept your apology, but I'm tired. We can talk about it more tomorrow. Can we go to bed now?"

Bridgette nodded, helping Alice from the bath and grabbing towels. As both girls finished drying off and wrapped towels around themselves, they walked back into the bedroom. Alice made to walk to her closet to get a nightgown but stopped. "Bridgette ... what happened to my closet door?"

There was a suspiciously fist-sized hole in the middle of it, and it appeared to be hanging loosely from the hinges. Bridgette cleared her throat, "Would you believe me if I told you I didn't know?"

Alice stared flatly at Bridgette, "No, I would not."

Bridgette stared at her feet, suddenly ashamed. "I fucked up today. When I came up to change, I was pissed at myself, especially after what you said in the kitchen. I was angry and I wanted to hit something, so I did. It uh ... didn't like being hit. I'm sorry that I broke your closet door."

Alice stepped into Bridgette, giving her a hug and placing her head underneath the other girl's for a cuddle. "I'm sorry too, babe. I know you're upset and taking today hard. You do a great job leading us. I'm emotional, but I'll get over it. You are going to fix my door, though."

Bridgette laughed, then sniffled, "I'm sorry. I'll figure out how to fix it. But how about if I make it up to you in the meantime?"

"Bridgette, I'm tired," Alice protested. Bridgette ignored her and reached down, picking Alice's face up and kissing her. Bridgette then dropped her towel, picked Alice up with a squeal, and carried her over to the bed, finding a way to undo Alice's towel as well. Bridgette placed Alice laying on the bed, then climbed on as well, kneeling between Alice's legs, her body hanging over Alice, staring down at Alice. Bridgette leaned in again, kissing her, the two girls breasts rubbing together.

"B ... I'm serious, you're not listening to me," Alice whined. Bridgette ignored the other girl, moving her lips to Alice's jaw, kissing from her chin up to her ear, and then down her neck to her collar bone. Alice started to whimper and squirm, but the larger girl held her in place while continuing to kiss her way across Alice's body. As Bridgette made it to Alice's large breasts, she teased and sucked on Alice's nipples, Alice moaning with pleasure and arching her back to raise her tits toward Bridgette.

Alice moaned again, reaching down and cupping her breasts, pushing them toward Bridgette's mouth. Bridgette continued sucking on Alice's nipples, alternating between breasts taking first one, then the other in her mouth. She roughly pawed at Alice's tits, squeezing them together and motor-boating them for a laugh. Bridgette then moved back up, kissing Alice again, before sliding down between Alice's legs and trailing kisses down her chest and to her inner thigh. Bridgette trailed kisses across Alice's mystery pink tattoos, paying special attention to the one right above her dripping wet pussy.

"I have an idea, and I think you'll like it," Bridgette breathed into Alice's pussy.

"Does it involve you fucking me? Because I really you want you to fuck me right now," Alice said in frustration. "I love the foreplay but if you're not letting me sleep, you could at least let me cum."

Bridgette reached into her storage ring and withdrew an eight-inch-long dildo, holding it up for Alice to see. "I brought this back from my house," she said a little bashfully. "I thought it could be fun for us to play with."

Alice stared at it, drooling slightly. She squirmed her hips toward Bridgette, "I never knew you had toys like this, you dirty girl! Put it in, already!"

"Okay, I'm going to see if I can make this work - should be fun if I can. Maybe I can make a harness for it at some point." Bridgette raised Alice's legs up and rested them across her shoulders, then took the dildo and positioned the base of it on her pelvis, just above her own pussy, pretending it was her own cock. She then moved herself into position, placing the head of the dildo right at the entrance to Alice's wet snatch. Alice panted, staring at Bridgette's face, wanting the plastic cock her lover was playing with.

Bridgette's expression suddenly changed as she got a distracted look on her face. She tilted her head as if she was listening to something or someone, then grinned, saying, "Really? Yea! Wow. But maybe removable? Thank you!" Alice blinked in confusion, about to ask Bridgette what just happened, then suddenly moaned as she felt the dildo enter her, Bridgette easing her hips forward a few inches. Alice felt the plastic cock sink inside her, stretching her pussy.

"Oh fuck that's so big - so much bigger than it looked," Alice cried. Above her, Bridgette gasped, clinging to Alice's legs, a look of pure lust on her face, overriding all reason. Bridgette continued easing her hips forward, sinking more of the dildo into Alice, then slowly withdrawing it with a shudder until just the tip remained in. She repeated this a few times, Alice bucking against her incoherently as the dildo moved in and out. "Harder," she urged Bridgette.

Bridgette started pumping rapidly, her pelvis slapping obscenely against Alice's, as Alice took the full length of the dildo, gasping and starting to cum. "Fuck!" she screamed, as she was wracked by a second and then a third orgasm, as the cock continued slamming into her. Her body was soaring, just bouncing from one orgasm to the next, as Bridgette's body continued pounding into her, the dildo driving deep in the most satisfying of ways.

From above her, Alice heard Bridgette gasp, "Oh fuck, I'm cumming. I'm cumming!" Alice felt hot cum spray inside of her, pumping deep into her womb. With each thrust of Bridgette's hips bringing them together, another spray shot into Alice, until she was so full that cum oozed out around the cock, dripping down her inner thighs, and onto the sheets. The obscene squishing noises continued as well, cum squelching around where their bodies joined together.

Alice looked down her body in confusion as Bridgette pulled the dildo out of Alice, shuddering in pleasure as she did so, and flopped onto her back next to Alice. Instead of a dildo, an enormous cock jutted from Bridgette's pelvis, probably a foot in length and thick around as her fist, and covered in a mix of Bridgette's cum and Alice's juices. "Oh goddess, Alice, that was incredible," Bridgette mumbled, her arms sprawled out to her sides, as her eyes slid shut in exhaustion, quickly falling asleep in a sweaty mess.

Alice stared in shock at Bridgette's cock, standing at attention, dripping with fluids. What in the absolute fuck? Where had that cock come from? Bridgette had fucked her with a dildo, not a cock... but maybe this was Fi's doing somehow? Alice supposed it didn't really matter at this point, that was definitely a problem for tomorrow. She was also very aware that she was leaking cum all over the bed, and nobody wanted to sleep in the wet spot.

Alice quickly rolled to the side and grabbed Bridgette's "Big Tits" t-shirt from the ground and used it to wipe the cum dripping down her leg, as well as a few spots that had fallen on the sheets. She figured Bridgette wouldn't mind, since she hated the shirt. Once clean, Alice climbed back into bed, snuggling up next to Bridgette and pulling the larger girl's arms around her. She had so many questions for tomorrow...