The fireworks at an end, the floor’s descension shook the trio out of their reverie, Kuroi blushing a little at how excited she got while Shiroi simply settled down, unabashed. “That was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life.” The pale girl declared, and her sister nodded in agreement.
“Korrie doesn’t know if it’s the most, but it’s definitely up there.” Korrie smiled as well, feeling a bit emotionally spent after the spectacle and at a loss for words, so she simply resumed finishing off her dinner, noticing Aya retrieving the shot glasses and finally pouring out the mysterious Emerald Dream. The wyvern girl would’ve taken a tentative sip after she got her glass to get a figurative and literal taste of what all the hype from the dwarves were about, if said dwarves didn’t immediately chug the whole thing as soon as they got their glasses, earning a surprised stare from Korrie and Kuroi (and an amused one from Shiroi, who had been expecting that outcome).
The results confirmed both Korrie and Shiroi’s suspicions about the nature of the Emerald Dream, and though Kuroi didn’t really think about it before, she could put two and two together. With the others falling under the Dream’s effects one by one, Korrie eyed her sister-pet and the twins, who eyed each other with shot glasses in hand, though Aya stopped them before they could down their drinks. “Well that doesn’t sound ominous at all.” Shiroi remarked, while the two, more timid girls eyed their drinks with renewed hesitation, before steeling their nerves and letting the green liquid flow down their throats.
Korrie shivered a little in delight at the taste, forgetting her previous nervousness, and simply waited for the drowsiness or whatever to take her, which did so quickly, leaving her slouched in her seat with a trance-like expression and glowing green eyes. Not wanting to end up looking like they were being possessed by demons, the twins decided to close their eyes before the dreams took them, leaning up against each other and relaxing as if they really were peacefully sleeping.
Drawn into sweet dreams, none of them were aware of any unexpected audiences…
~~~
It would become quickly apparent that Kuroi’s dreams were pretty heavily influenced by recent events, considering Aya would find the ravenette and her sibling standing atop a balcony, overlooking the night view of the city of cats. One could even see distant festivities, implying that the same festival was taking place. The house itself was very different though, no longer the inn but a classy mansion, not quite the size of Christine’s but impressive nonetheless. The twins themselves were different as well, looking more in their late 20s, though there wasn’t that much of a difference in appearance other than the fact they were taller. Interestingly, Kuroi was still a catgirl, and she even wore a cute leather collar with a little bell on it. The two held wine glasses in hand as they gazed out into the night.
“Another year’s flown by, huh… It didn’t feel like so long ago we were still journeying through this world for the first time, and in the blink of an eye here we are, full-fledged archwizards with a place in history.” Kuroi mused, her sister nodding as she took a sip of her wine.
“Yeah, I guess you kinda lose track of time in times of peace. The days tend to blur together, and you gotta go seek out new things to do. Like commentating on magic tournaments. I still don’t know if I did that right, I think I tried too hard to be witty.”
“Nonsense, the audience loved it! Even though I think Korrie and I were the only ones who caught those references, but you still did great, sister! Of course, I get the feeling you would’ve preferred being commentated on instead.”
“Eh, it’s fine, it’d get boring if we won every year.” Shiroi said with a chuckle and a smug grin, “Like Fey with the fire-eating contest, at this point it’s less a contest and more a performance, not that it’s any less popular from what I hear. Speaking of our phoenix pyrotechnician, where’s Korrie and Aya, and Christine? The show’s about to start.”
Kuroi sweatdropped at that and looked back into the mansion. “They, um, retreated to the guestroom early. They’ll probably watch on their own, if they’re not too busy…”
Shiroi rolled her eyes and shrugged. “Oh well. I don’t mind if it’s just you and me.” She said with a grin, then beckoned her sister to lean closer. Knowing the meaning, Kuroi was all too happy to do so and purr in delight as she received some loving ear scratching and petting, the fireworks starting soon after. It was about as spectacular as the real fireworks that had just occurred, though with an added touch of dancing flames and phoenix motifs. The finale also arrived earlier, time condensing within the dream, only instead of the multi-winged hydra, this time the fireworks took the form of the Monochrome Twins, Shiroi soaring on starry wings, Kuroi stylishly riding a hoverboard, dancing across the sky until they came together and each pointed a wand into the sky to launch the final explosion. Beneath a sea of stars and colorful flares, the fireworks Shiroi and Kuroi embraced and kissed, and upon the balcony, the real sisters did the same.
~~~
Contrary to her sister’s dream, Shiroi’s took place in a vastly different locale, though still seemingly somewhere in the realm of dreams, or at least an otherworldly location. Under a golden sky with luminescent clouds of rainbow colors, over an alien jungle of purple flora, the twins soared, Kuroi holding onto Shiroi who flew upon massive wings of energy. Both of them looked about the same as they did now, though with a costume change of intricate mage robes that made them look like high level adventurers from an RPG. Kuroi was also still a catgirl, fluffy triangles poking out through her witch hat, though she didn’t have a collar here.
“There it is! The ancient temple!” Kuroi suddenly pointed out, and straight ahead of them was indeed the abandoned derelict of an ancient Mayan-looking temple.
“So the legends were partially true at least. With any luck, the relic will be there too.” Shiroi nodded as well and zoomed towards their destination, landing deftly upon the entrance. With a flick of her hand, glowing blue runes sparked to life along the walls of the passageway, illuminating the darkness. “Relic or not, I’m sure the place is defended. Ready, sis?” Shiroi turned back to ask, and her sister had already quickly rendered a glaive and greatshield from her magical grimoire, giving the pale girl a shaky but confident smile.
“Ready!”
As the two ventured into the depths, time seemed to twist and turn the dream into a montage of excitement. Vicious fauna lashed out from the shadows, only to be struck down in the blink of an eye by the duo, both much more skilled than what they were in reality, sometimes even bending the rules of their own abilities just to do something awesome. Traps were narrowly evaded or defended against, puzzles solved by the catgirl’s intellect, until the duo finally reached a vast altar room. At the end of it was what they came for, a gem-studded staff secured in the hands of a monstrous statue that loosely resembled someone the twins and Aila knew well, though Shiroi didn’t comment on it herself.
“There it is, the Scepter of Golemancy!” Shiroi exclaimed excitedly, “If the legends are true, it can both turn living creatures into golems and vice versa. With this, we can finally save-“
“WHO DARES TRESPASS UPON SACRED GROUND!”
With a thunderous roar, the statue’s eyes lit up with an ominous green glow and the construct rumbled to life, stomping forward while the staff began to glow with power as well.
“THIEVES! DEFILERS! YOUR FLESH IS FORFEIT, YOU SHALL SERVE AS MACHINES TO THE END OF DAYS!”
The timid Kuroi let out an adorable “EEP!” and scurried behind her strong and capable sibling who stood firm with a confident smirk. “Oh really? We’ll see about that!”
Easily evading the first beam from the staff along with her sister, Shiroi spread wide her wings and unleashed a barrage of lasers from them towards the golem, hitting every shot even if it didn’t seem to do more than chip damage. The menacing statue lumbered forward through the resulting dust cloud and threw an earthshattering punch at the girl, only for its fist to be bounced back by a quickly-drawn barrier glyph in the air. Before it could recover, Kuroi had already scurried next to it and done her part.
“Process!” The ravenette shouted, activating the ‘Freeze’ script and causing the entire golem to rapidly be frozen in ice, unable to move. “Sister, now!”
Their opponent disabled, Shiroi grinned and charged up a massive energy claymore in her hands, using her wings to leap high up into the air. “CLAIOMH SOLAIS!” She shouts as she does a somersault in the air and brings the blade of light down upon the statue, cleaving it clean in twain. However, as the guardian collapsed, so too did the floor, revealing (for some completely nonsensical architectural reason) a deep bottomless pit. Unable to summon her hoverboard in time, Kuroi screamed as she started to plummet…
…for about 3 seconds before she found herself safely held in a princess carry by her sister, the magical staff floating next to them under Shiroi’s power.
“You okay?” “Y-Yeah, I’m fine…” Kuroi stammered with a blush, looking up at the handsomely beautiful face of her cool big sister, before purring and fidgeting as loving fingers played with her fluffy ears.
“That’s good to know. Good job, sis~ And now that we’ve got what we came for, let’s go home! Aila’s waiting, and a celebratory feast!”
“We seem to have a celebratory feast every other day nowadays.”
“Each one of them well earned! I guess we’re just that awesome~” Shiroi grinned, and both sisters giggled merrily as they set off for home…
~~~
“Phew~ That was a close victory! Good game everyone~”
Once again, the setting changed drastically when it came to Korrie’s dream, though in some ways it started similarly to Kuroi’s, both being at home in a lavish mansion. Rather than looking out over the balcony though, the wyvern girl was seated in front of a very expensive-looking computer set, having just finished another round on stream. Oddly though, she was still happily in the nude without even the token effort to cover herself up.
“Korrie’s gonna call it a night here though, her back is tired from all that carrying… Just kidding~ Though seriously, it’s late, and Mistress needs her~ See you all tomorrow!” She waved goodbye before shutting off the camera and getting up, stretching as she wandered over to the window to take a look outside and get some fresh air. Rather than the sight of Ulthar, one could see an evening view of Dynasty City beyond, though with some very notable differences. For one, the giant statue of Christine, as well as other eldritch signs and statues, giving the city a corrupted look. It would appear that the pet wyvern supports her Mistress’ goals quite loyally to dream of her victory.
After admiring the view for a moment, a knock at the door caused her to turn around excitedly, getting down on all fours as she crawled over to open it, revealing Aya waiting outside. The pet wyvern nuzzled happily as her beloved handler leaned down to pet her and attach a leash to her collar, before leading her down the halls to the altar room for the nightly rituals.
Though it wasn’t a long trip, no part of the journey was time-skipped, perhaps since Korrie actually enjoyed being walked like that. It wasn’t too long though before they arrived at their destination, where the ritual was just getting started. The chamber was filled with followers doing their chants and whatever they’re supposed to be doing, and in the center of the hall in the pit of tentacles were the night’s ‘sacrifices’, the twins. Kuroi was, again, still a catgirl, though her limbs were also covered in black fur and her hands and feet were now fluffy paws. Shiroi got the same treatment, only she was a white fox with a bushy tail as big as the rest of her instead. Both were collared of course, and mindlessly making out while tentacles caressed and toyed with their bodies.
Korrie savored the sight of the two tamed girls as Aya walked her towards her Mistress, seated upon her throne as the high priestess, though rather than needing to take part she could simply relax and oversee the proceedings. Fey was already there too, cuddling and nuzzling with their collective owner. The pet wyvern eagerly joined her sister pet once she got there of course, leaning up from the side of the throne with a happy little bark to catch Christine’s attention and earning her a smile from her Mistress that made her heart flutter and some loving head pats. Pulling herself up all the way, Korrie joined Fey in snuggling their Mistress, moaning as a hand playfully groped her pillowy breasts, and simply enjoyed herself. Her owner, of course, could sense the slutty wyvern girl wanted a bit more than that, and with a knowing look and a subtle point, Korrie got the message, eagerly climbing back onto the ground and positioning herself in front of her owner’s uncovered snatch. All it took was a nod of confirmation for the pet wyvern to bury her face between her owner’s thighs and start worshipping with her tongue, a tentacle emerging from the ground to squirm into her own drooling pussy as a reward.
The pet wyvern diligently kept at it, pleasuring the now familiar honeypot with practiced skill and controlling herself even as the tentacle made her moan and squirm until she finally drove her Mistress to orgasm, shivering with ecstasy as she climaxed herself and swallowed Christine’s nectar, panting like the hound in heat that she was, before she finally allowed herself to rest, closing her eyes and enjoying the hand gently stroking through her hair…
~~~
Though the dreams were sweet, as the climax of their short stories passed and they were given a moment of peace, all three of them knew it was time to wake up, reluctantly as they did so. The green light faded from Korrie’s eyes as she started coming to, and the twins shifted and got up bleary-eyed as well, looking around in a moment of disorientation. Shiroi noticed Aila and was a little surprised to see that she seemed to be waking up from her own dream, but it was a pleasant one and she smiled warmly at the sight.
“Wha… What I dreamed about?” Kuroi blinked, recalled the events of her dream, and averted her eyes downwards, blushing like an innocent maiden. “Oh, um… I suppose you could say it was of a peaceful future for us. It was years into the future, and Shiroi and I had finished our apprenticeships and settled down here in Ulthar. It was during the festival too, fireworks and all. It’s not particularly creative… or exciting, or anything like that… but it was nice.” The ravenette smiled longingly, through she threw a few awkward glances at her sister, skipping the part where they were making out under a sky of fireworks like it was some kind of romantic chick flick.
“Aww, that sounds sweet~” Shiroi chuckled, happy for her sister. “Honestly, mine was kinda… what do they call it, ‘chuuni’? Anyway, Kuroi and I went to some generic ancient temple to look for a, um, to go treasure hunting, basically.” The albino continued, deciding not to be too specific with what they were there for so it wouldn’t be awkward for Aila, “Power fantasy ensues, we clear the dungeon with style, beat the boss and get the treasure, that kind of story. In hindsight, I’m almost disappointed that’s all there was to it, but it really felt great at the time. I can see why our dwarven friends were so hyped about it.”
While the twins told Aya about their dreams, Korrie thought on her own and blushed heavily, squirming in both arousal and embarrassment and hoping she wouldn’t get people’s attention yet. She’s come to terms with her true self as a slutty pet with simple (and often carnal) desires, but she was so glad no one saw that dream just now, knowing it’s supposed to represent her deepest desires. She made sure to keep her summary as short and concise as possible. She should also really skip the part about how she wanted the twins to end up. “Um… Korrie just dreamed of a simple happy future with Mistress and everyone! It’s nothing special, other than Mistress winning and converting the rest of the world in her eldritch patron’s name and all that.” She said quickly, trying to look normal. One look at Shiroi’s wry smirk told her it didn’t work though.
“You were having an orgy with Fey, Aya and Christine, weren’t you?”
“N-No, of course not! Korrie doesn’t fantasize about lewd stuff ALL the time…”
“Really now?” Shiroi raised an eyebrow and looked smug while Korrie fidgeted, but decided to let the subject slide. “Well, if you say so. How about you, Aila? Did you dream of something? If you don’t mind sharing, that is.” She turned her attention towards the golem girl, curious what her desires might be, and hoping that whatever they were, they were still possible.
