Oh no. She's hot. (Lay the Very Best - Chapter 403)

Brandy was lying face-down on the plaza stones with her ass in the air, a coin balanced precariously on one cheek, and both Dani and Sparky crouched behind her in the middle of a heated discussion about launch angles.

"We just need more arc," Dani whispered, pigtails twitching excitedly. "The curve of her butt makes it ping off weird."

"No, more spin," Sparky argued. "Gotta get the bounce. Brandy's ass has got perfect tension, it's not an angle thing."

"I can hear you," Brandy muttered into her folded arms.

"And?"

"And nothing, I'm just enjoying the compliments."

"She used to have a flat ass." Sparky stage-whispered. "It was tragic."

"I did not! My butt has always been wonderful. It's my chest you buffed up."

"Oh, please," Sparky said, already grinning with mischief as she strode over and slid her hands right onto Brandy's rear. She gave it a firm squeeze and jiggled it with two hands while the other two gripped her hips. "This is the deluxe edition Brandy ass. You think I wouldn't notice how I changed you?"

Brandy let out a happy little sigh despite herself. "You're terrible."

"I'm correct, that's what I am." Sparky winked. "Dani, give us the stats."

Dani's eyes widened. She looked like she'd been handed a live mic and shoved on stage, but she cleared her throat and gave Brandy's backside a very serious, very flustered once-over. "Um… it's… really round? Like… like a prize-winning berry? Soft-looking but with, um… real big? Hugely impressive in both, um… surface area and appeal."

Brandy laughed into her arms, her whole body shaking. "I hope everyone at this gym is enjoying this show."

"And yet," Sparky said, giving her butt another squeeze, "you're not getting up."

"You treat my butt very nicely." Brandy sighed. "Maybe it's a little bigger. My pants have been tight."

"No, they're perfect," Dani said quickly. "Don't change your pants."

"Dani says you need to keep squeezing into those things, you have to listen to your partners," Sparky replied sweetly. "Now hush, you're distracting our champion athlete."

Dani giggled. "Okay. I'm going to spin it. Ready?"

She flicked.

The coin pinged off Brandy's ass with a tiny ting, hit the stone, and spun away. A mousey-looking girl darted across the gym plaza, nabbed it, and ran off into the crowd, cackling.

"Huh," Sparky said, rubbing Dani's back. "Should we go kick her ass?"

Dani puffed up. "No. I guess the game's over. I was just getting the hang of it."

"There'll be another time," Brandy said, sitting up fast enough to knock Sparky back. "I can feel them both coming."

The warm bond energy in Brandy's chest was bouncing excitedly as her partners returned. It was hard not to feel giddy as the crowd parted like water before royalty. Calcine strode down the street, her mesh top clinging to her like a second skin, the rips in it rippling over her muscles with every stride. A few chains draped across her body caught the light with every step, softly tinkling as the links clattered together. A leather corset cinched her midsection, sculpting her figure into an hourglass of destruction.

Morgan rode piggyback, her arms loosely around Calcine's shoulders, legs lazily hanging on either side of her waist. Her cheeks were bright pink, her hat askew, and her expression was dazed and deliriously happy. Her mouth was open in a smile she didn't seem aware of, feathers fluffed up to give her some cute, cuddly volume she didn't usually have.

Calcine said nothing as they came to a stop in front of the group. She didn't need to. Sparky fell to one knee, joining Brandy, who was still kneeling on the ground, and the bug made a strangled sound halfway between a gasp and a whimper.

"I'm so fucking good," Morgan said, voice light and cheerful. "This was so worth it."

The words just washed over Brandy and Sparky. Hot Goth Calcine had shown up and completely steamrolled through their train of thought. The eyeliner around her white, glowing eyes absorbed the light, making the shadows even deeper to give her gaze an intensity that was making Brandy sweat.

"Look at them," Morgan said, glaring down from around Calcine's shoulders. "On their knees for you. Where they should be."

Brandy tried to lick the thick feeling in her mouth out so she could speak, but all she could manage was a wheeze. Morgan really wasn't helping.

Behind them, Dani peeked over Brandy's shoulder. Her eyes were big as saucers as she looked up at the team's new goth Carkol.

Morgan slid off Calcine's back with all the grace of a melted popsicle. She landed on her feet, swayed, and giggled as Calcine steadied her with a hand on the small of her back.

"Did you miss us?" Morgan said, leaning on Calcine's side. "I brought a goddess."

"We noticed," Brandy said, shielding her eyes. "You two really got along?"

"Morgan's grinning like she achieved enlightenment through Calcine's pelvis," Sparky said. "You two finally fucked?"

"I took good care of her," Calcine said, folding her arms under her chest. The mesh strained in protest. "Used up the Fire Stone for it, she deserved a Coalossal for the night."

"Lucky bitch," Sparky muttered. "I'm so jealous."

"I know," Morgan smirked. "If it helps, I can barely walk. She ruined me."

Calcine glanced down at her with glowing white eyes and a smirk. "You'll be fine."

"Never the same again," Morgan teased, "Rearranged internally. Feel sorry for Brandy when it's finally her turn, she's never going to be the same again."

"I'm just happy you're getting along." Brandy said, "Calcine, you're keeping that look?"

"Do you like it?"

Sparky wheezed somewhere behind Brandy, throwing up her arms to cover her eyes. "She's too hot, Brandy, pour some ice on her."

"If it makes Sparky squirm, I'm all for it," Brandy grinned. "After the gym, we're taking you to a cafe and seeing what the underlayers are like."

"Get over here, all of you." Calcine said, "I have something I want."

Morgan wrapped herself around Calcine's waist from behind, nuzzling into her back. Brandy, Sparky, and Dani hesitated for only a second before stepping forward, forming a tight group around the gothed-up Carkol.

Calcine opened her arms wide and pulled all of them in, wrapping her partners into a massive, all-encompassing hug. Her body radiated heat like sun-warmed stone, a grounding warmth that seemed to ease every muscle and uncoil every nerve.

Dani melted into it with a happy sigh, and Sparky nuzzled in like she could bury her face in the heat. Morgan trilled happily against Calcine's back, feathers fluffed up as she stroked her stomach. Brandy, caught between all of it, let herself be pressed into Calcine's chest, and then gasped when Calcine leaned down and kissed her.

It was deep and slow, Calcine's lips hot and demanding as they claimed Brandy's in a way that made her toes curl. Brandy felt the heat of it seeping into her, then draining something from her in return, bleeding out some tension, and her knees buckled from the sudden outflow.

When the kiss broke, Brandy was left breathless and lightheaded, clinging to Calcine with a woozy, blissed-out smile. "That's new."

Calcine only smiled and kissed Sparky next, then Dani, giving each a moment of her warmth and calm. Dani squeaked into the kiss but leaned into it, giving her best back. Morgan was patient waiting to be last, and when Calcine turned, she rose on tiptoe and stole her own, practically vibrating with excitement as she surprised Calcine with her enthusiasm.

"I wanted this," Calcine said when Morgan finally let her go. "All of us together."

"Still a bit of work to be done," Morgan sighed, "But I'm going to do my best."

"Even for me?" Sparky teased.

"Oh, you and I are going to cause trouble sometime," Morgan smiled. "I can't wait."

"Dani," Calcine said, voice smooth as she brushed her bob of black hair back, "You look incredible."

Dani made a squeaking noise.

"I mean, I just-" Her fingers fluttered around her frilled dress, tugging at the ribbons as her cheeks turned a deep red that rivaled Brandy's hair. "Rhona made it, it's super nice, isn't it?"

Calcine took a step closer, and Dani's legs fused into a tail in panic. She clung to Brandy's arm like a lifeline, looking up at Calcine with big, wet eyes.

"I'm just saying," Calcine said, taking a grip under Dani's chin to keep their eyes locked. "If we're ranking our dresses, you might be the top now."

Dani made a noise. It might have been a hiccup. It might have been her soul leaving her body.

Brandy laughed and patted her on the head. "Easy there, sweetheart. If anyone's topping you, it'll be Calcine."

"I can't breathe," Dani wheezed. "Too hot!"

"Would it help if I took that dress off?" Calcine said, dead serious.

"No!" Dani yelped and immediately ducked her head into Brandy's chest, mortified. Her tail was thrashing like a flag in a hurricane.

"Okay," Brandy said, "no bullying the Magikarp. She's had a big night."

"I'm not bullying, I do want to fuck her," Calcine said, not helping.

"Calcine," Brandy said, a hand lightly pressed to her chest. "Behave. We're doing a gym."

"With Dani still exhausted and Morgan unable to walk?"

"I can walk," Morgan said, taking a step forward and stumbling, Sparky catching her. "With some practice. Fuck. How did you recover, Sparky?"

"Recover? I'm still addicted to her."

"Fuck."

"We are not gym ready," Brandy muttered. "But since we're here, why don't we find out what it'll be like? It's casino themed, and Morgan doesn't need to be able to fly about to be good at games."

"You carry Dani, I'll carry Morgan?" Calcine offered.

"And who carries me?" Sparky huffed. "I deserve carrying."

Calcine gave Sparky a long look and then picked her up and threw her over her shoulder, slapping her ass. "Happy?"

"Yessssss"

"Then come on, let's go break another gym."

Brandy watched Calcine walk off, her torn jeans hugging her legs and tall boots stomping across the plaza. She wasn't the only one; there were a lot of eyes on their group. They hadn't even gotten inside, and they were already causing a stir.

Well. They had a gym reputation. It'd be rude not to cause some trouble.