----------------- Request Chapter: Octavia and Vinyl Scratch -----------------

The following takes place shortly after "A Night at the Club" and well before "Shocking Revelation."

Lily, ever since that night at the club, had been hooked. She binged on hard bass music, listening to house, drum 'n' bass, dubstep, and anything else she could get her hands on. Her eardrums were aching, and she loved every last second. Her apartment was almost constantly playing new artists, thrumming bass just loud enough she could enjoy the intense drops, but not quite enough to annoy her neighbors. At least, she hoped. Maggie, her immediate neighbor, had been casting her scowls lately. Today, she made it a point to take a break. Deciding she had to do so to the immediate extreme, she retreated to a far-off room of Maggie's and took advantage of an older record player sequestered there. With a good book and lunch on a nearby table for later, Lily lost herself in the works of Bach.

"Nice to see you taking a change of pace." Maggie slipped into the door close to lunch time, causing Lily to look up from the engrossing book. She smiled and dog-eared the page, padding over to Maggie to give her a soft hug.

"Sorry for the noise lately." Maggie grumbled and hugged her back gently.

"Just noise, is all. Though, I was about one more song away from shooting that damn subwoofer." They both chuckled and sat at the table. Lily was glad to have someone to share lunch and good music with. She and Maggie chatted absent-mindedly about nonsensical things, business and hobbies. Lily was playing her violin much more lately, despite the modern music binge. She was starting to get skilled. Tonight being a work night, though, Lily was loathe that she wouldn't get a chance to play, unless she didn't get any customers. Either way, she was looking forward to the night. The recent break had left her rather... Bored.

"Come on." Maggie hoisted her plate with a smile. "It's about time to start getting ready." Lily hadn't even noticed the clock read a steady 2:13. Blinking in disbelief at how fast the short morning had passed, she followed Maggie, using a thread of magic to pull the needle off the record. The music died with a scratch, and an assist from Maggie shut the record player off fully. They deposited their plates in the kitchen and said their goodbyes, Maggie off to her office while Lily went to get dressed. Feeling decidedly more classy than she had in the past few nights, Lily opted for a strapless, black cocktail dress that hugged her hips tight. She teased her fiery red hair to fall down her shoulders, shifting the way it framed her face.

She was a striking figure this evening. Taking a little bit extra time to apply makeup and tend to her hair, Lily didn't join the girls in the lounge until close to six. It seemed they were well underway, the first night after a break one of the busiest of the week. She was greeted with smiles and more than a few lusty looks as she descended into the social pool of conversation. Drinking cognac and champagne, Lily talked with a few young men, all of whom were eager to take her to bed. It seemed she really wouldn't get any time to play her violin that night... Just as she was about to start sealing the deal with one particularly handsome young man who had been eyeing her all night, Lily felt a gentle hand on her arm.

"Hmm?" She turned and looked down at the woman who had accosted her. The face she recognized immediately. The name came in a whisper across her lips. "Octavia."

The slight cellist smiled up at her, almost six full inches shorter than Lily in her natural form. Now HERE was a woman Lily hadn't expected to see at all... The last time Lily had had an ecounter with the sultry woman had been a rather intense experience, one she wouldn't soon forget. It wasn't even that long ago... Hardly a month, now. The passionate night, and the frightened flight from the social afterparty had been a truly exciting experience. Octavia herself had said so. She spoke now, in a rather quiet tone. Lily took a moment to notice she was wearing a dress very similar to the one she had worn the night of her performance, but this one had a soft black sheen to it, not the glittery, sequined fabric the previous night.

"May we speak privately?" She asked, very curtly, very quietly. Lily almost had to ask her to speak up, but a quick glance towards the hallway betrayed Octavia's request sooner than anything else. With a smile and a nod, Lily opened an arm. She cast an apologetic glance back towards the man who was now reluctantly watching her leave. She nabbed Brenda on her way past, who was boredly staring at her drink. A brief, whispered conversation, and Lily had all but ensured the man wouldn't be disappointed. She and Octavia made their way down the hall, and when the cellist seemed content to speak, Lily instead shook her head and guided the woman into a nearby room.

"Oh. Well..." She almost protested, but with a slight blush to her pixie-like features, she slipped in ahead of Lily. Door shut behind them, she seemed to bolster just a little. "You probably get this all the time, but... I'm looking for someone named Lily, I hear tell she's a changeling?" Lily just smiled and opened her arms wider.

"Yours truly." She said softly. Octavia blinked, most likely grateful for the happenstance, before giving a soft smile and dipping her head in.

"Lucky me, I suppose. Well, yet again, you probably get this all the time as well... I'm looking for a man. So help me, though, no one I know has ever seen him before. Maggie's has a reputation, so you won't be surprised to hear he and I had a... Well, a romantic encounter. It's so vexing, though, I can't find a name, a face, a photo... Anything." Octavia spoke very gracefully, and Lily found herself following the thin line of Octavia's lips as she continued. "Well, he was... Ahem. Very good at what he did, and I was hoping I might... Be able... To give you a description, perhaps?" Lily had caught on long ago. Time to let the cat out of the bag. Smooth as can be, Lily shifted into the man she had used that night a few short weeks ago, full head of dark hair and toned frame. Octavia was stunned.

"How did you-" Cutting her off, Lily smoothly pulled Octavia's business card from the wallet that had come with the man. She realized she hadn't even named him.

"You see," Lily said, handing the familiar card to the stunned symphony cellist. "That was me, the one who saved you from the senator, who tended your foot. How has it healed, by the way?" Lily watched Octavia look between the card with her own personal number and Lily's own shifted, smiling face. She stuttered a few times before answering.

"Uuh, f-fine. How... What... How can this be?" Lily sighed and padded over to the fireplace, starting a fire with the aid of a gas floe and a single match. The ready-made logs sprung to light quickly, casting a warm, flickering glow into the otherwise darkened room. Octavia, stunned, had slumped into an armchair nearby. Lily took a seat opposite her on the couch as she started explaining.

"Maggie's had played host to the composer for your symphony. Oh, don't give me that look, he was a perfect gentleman. Anyways, he wanted to show his appreciation, and invited all of us to the symphony for the night. Naturally, we accepted. I wasn't expecting you, though..." Lily smiled, draping one arm over the back of the couch as she smiled at the confused woman opposite. "As soon as you mounted the stage, my breath was taken away. I must say, you played an absolutely masterful rendition of Bach's cello suite number one. I was moved."

"That still doesn't..." Lily rose a hand.

"It's in Changeling nature to seek suitable targets to feed upon. Particularly one such as myself. Don't fret, I didn't touch you in that way. Tempting as it was. Anyways, I shifted into what I thought would be the ideal form to... Well, for lack of a better word, seduce you." Octavia blushed, but remained quiet. She didn't appear to be angry, and for that, Lily was very thankful. "I found the location of the afterparty with relative ease, and I'm very glad that I did. You know the story as well as I from then out." She waved a hand to finish the story, smiling at the woman opposite. There was a long pause.

"You were very good." Octavia muttered softly, at long last. Lily was mildly shocked, but mostly just flattered. She had hoped the encore hadn't left the cellist too tired. It seemed as if she could handle herself. "I suppose I forgive you... Not that there really was anything to forgive... But, how many times have you done this, with others?" Lily tapped a finger against her lip in thought.

"At least eight, though I suppose the last could have been on accident... And the six prior to you, well... I wasn't who I am now, we can say that much." Lily sighed in rememberance of the days before Maggie's, when she had been an entirely different person. When she had still been a changeling...

"Was it... Was it good?" Octavia shocked her yet again with another question. Lily blinked several times before answering.

"Incredibly so. In fact, I was planning on putting good use to that card in another week or so..." She smiled. "Glad to see I don't have to. But, alas, this isn't about me, this is about you. You came here for a reason, now what may I help you with?" Octavia swallowed and seemed to shake the slightly frightened, or perhaps maybe shocked, expression from her face.

"Right... Well, originally I had come in search of that man... I'm glad I've found him. But, there's been something else bugging me... It's this... This Dee Jay." Lily blinked. Almost automatically, an image of Vinyl Scratch came to her mind.

"What of her?" Octavia's face was turned down in an angry frown just then.

"Long story short, she's running me in circles. Beureaucratic circles of red tape and courts. She used a recording of an original work of mine in one of her own songs, completely without my permission, and with no reference at all. I tried pressing charges for theft of intellectual property, piracy, anything to stop her."

"No luck?"

"None. Dominion Records have very good lawyers." Octavia sighed, her chest rising and falling visibly. "I see her now and then, in the court. She denies stealing the recording, says she found it on an open-source site, which I can gaurantee none exist with any of my work on them... It's just a long, drawn-out process. At this point, I'd be just as happy to let it all go, but she wants to turn it around on me and... Ugh." She was clearly flustered. Lily leaned across the small space between them, scooping the slender, delicate hand into her own.

"Relax. Tell me what's bothering you." She said softly. Whores had many roles to play... Sometimes, counselor was one of them.

"I'm stressed. I can't play properly, and I find myself getting angry at the smallest mistakes. Like I get angry at her. So I came, hoping I could find my man, or at least someone who could imitate him, and blow off some steam... So to speak." Octavia's keen, grey eyes met Lily's then, and she almost lost her train of thought. Octiava seemed a little flustered, though she carried it with poise and grace. Lily wondered if it was habit for her by now.

"Well, you've come to the right place." Lily said softly, smiling. "I can most certainly help on all fronts-"

"I want something else now, though..." Octavia said softly. "You're going to think this is utterly wrong and completely inhumane of me, but..." She gnawed her lip, looking Lily up and down slowly. "I want HER."

That most certainly put Lily on the defensive. She blinked three whole times. It wasn't the place of a whore to ask questions, it really wasn't, but Lily couldn't let this one go.

"Wh... Why?" Octavia didn't think of wether it was her place to ask or not, just launched right into her explanation.

"I seldom see her, but when I do, she's friendly. Despite how she's got me over a barrel, she's always got a smile and a firm handshake. It's... Disarming. Haunting." She dropped her voice to just above a whisper. "Entrancing..." The word sent shivers up Lily's spine. She cleared her throat, urging Octavia on. She flushed slightly and kept talking. "I just... I want to stick it to her... I really want to get my satisfaction from the one who's caused all this stress... Does that sound so wrong?" Lily had to shake her head at the cellist.

"Logical, if anything..." Smooth as could be, Lily shifted into her best impression of Vinyl Scratch, down to the baggy, chained pants and the clingy bodice she had seen the DJ in hardly seven days prior. Octavia brightened as the visage of her stressor filled the space opposite her now.

"Oh good!" She said, smiling slightly. "You know whom I speak of."

"For what it's worth, I've done much the same to her that I did to you." Lily chuckled, using the DJ's slightly raspy, very sexy voice. The memory of the DJ's technique made Lily heat. She felt both parts of her sex begin to react appropriately. Squirming her hips, Lily felt the need to re-adjust. Octavia was obviously excited by the prospect, though she hid it well. Lily could hardly sense anything from her, just a telltale flush to her neck, the way her eyes would flicker down now and then.

"That's good, I suppose..." Octavia said after a few moments. "You seemed to have gotten her down rather... Accurately..." Lily chuckled.

"I pride myself on that."

"Erm, is this okay?" Octavia asked, her cheeks flushing more now. Lily could tell she was very excited by the prospect of what her request would mean for them both. She would get to stick it to the cause of her stress, or have it stuck to her.

"More than okay. Trust me, Octavia, I've done worse." Lily teased with a smile, standing up with Octavia's hand in her own. The cellist followed, almost on-level with the DJ. Lily felt comfortable in this form, the stocky frame feeling muscular and very sexy. Gently, Lily pulled Octavia against her well-endowed chest, feeling the smaller woman tuck against her almost perfectly. Their lips met smoothly, Octavia giving a soft whimper as her problem was finally being addressed. The kiss was heated, passionate, and smooth... It made Lily want more. She had to take more. Her hands slid to Octavia's back, searching for the deceptively small zipper that would undo the elegant dress her charge was wearing. With a soft whimper, she found it, groaning as her fingers drew it down smoothly.

"Hey now." Octavia surprised her by pushing away, though the fabric was markedly more loose around her shoulders. "Not so fast. This is supposed to be for me." She stepped closer, pushing Lily's hands down to her sides. "For my revenge... Let's get you bare." Her own slender fingers left Lily's at the entrance to her pockets, sliding up to the lacing on the ribcage of the tight bodice. Lily was amazed as Octavia's dexterous, practiced fingers found the knot and threw it with ease, loosing the fabric. Her large, bouncy breasts almost spilled over the edge of the revealing fabric. Octavia expertly began threading the lace back through the eyelets, loosening the skimpy garment more and more. Lily's own breath wasn't helping the plight of keeping her breasts covered.

It happened in a moment Lily couldn't pick out. The first peek of her already-erect nipple over the edge of the leather was what Lily had hoped would happen at the right moment. The first peek, though, came when Octavia struggled with a very tight pattern. A slight jiggle, and there it was. Right in front of Octavia's lust-lowered eyelids. Rather than focus on the task at hand, Octavia unceremoniously pulled the chest of the garment away, making Lily gasp slightly. Her breasts bounced firmly at the sudden motion, her chest rising and falling faster as her shapely rack was at long last exposed. Octavia, though, hardly wasted a moment...

"Haah..." Her hot breath was only a slight indication of how much she wanted it. Lily whimpered slightly as the first wave of pleasure came from the soft breath, making her shiver a little. Still halfway clad, Lily finished with unlacing the admittedly slutty piece of clothing while Octavia, unable to resist, set her lips to the soft, jiggling flesh before her. Lily groaned, tossing her chestpiece unceremoniously aside as Octavia eagerly began sucking and licking. Her tongue, small as it was, was incredibly accurate. She seemed to flick every little bump on Lily's areola, circling the rock-hard nipple. Her delicate hands rose to the other breast, both of them gripping the soft flesh and massaging it eagerly. Pleasure raced down Lily's stomach, culminating in her aching shaft, her moist womanhood... This was going to be fun...

"Hmm... Good... Let's see everything else..." Octavia smoothly pulled the tongue of the DJ's belt free, unbuckling it with ease and working on the button to the baggy, chained pants. They jingled slightly as she loosened the waistline, and the baggy material smoothly fell to the floor. "Oh? Boxers? I never would have guessed you were- AAH!" Octavia stepped back so fast she actually bumped into the armchair, skidding it back a few inches.

"What?" Lily asked, raising her hands. She almost stepped after Octavia, but the fabric around her ankles would have been problematic.

"Th-that! What is that?! Are you wearing a strapon under there?!" Lily glanced down at the obvious bulge in the front of her boxers, clearly out of place on a normal woman. She grinned sheepishly, realizing suddenly.

"You didn't know Vinyl Scratch was a hermaphrodite, did you?"

"Eew! N-no!" She was still shocked, her eyes wide as she looked between Vinyl Scratch's face and the bulge in her boy underwear.

"Well she is."

"And you, is it... UGH! No, I'm sorry, but... Could you please... Get rid of it?" Octavia was wide-eyed in what Lily could only guess was horror. She prayed the mood wasn't wasted, and quickly shifted herself free of the nuisance. Her boxers sagged around her waist, lacking a little more support than they needed. The edge of her shaved, phallus-free pubus peeked free. Octavia gave a heavy breath, laying her hand on her chest with relief.

"Thank you, that was... Ugh. No."

"No, no..." Lily said softly, waving her hands. "Shoulda warned ya. Of course you wouldn't know something like that. If you want to stop, I understand..."

"N-no... Too stressed now, I really need to blow off the... Ah, aforementioned steam..." Hands shaking only slightly, Octavia returned them to Lily's skin, caressing her wide hips and flat stomach, the skin smooth and soft underneath her touch. She breathed out audibly as she stepped closer, almost as if she was glad the diversion was gone. Lily couldn't help but smile as her fingertips teased the loose edge of her boxers. Soon enough, those too were on the ground. Lily stepped out of them, lifting one foot to kick them aside. The doppleganger DJ was now completely naked, from bare feet up to her discarded goggles. Her bright, magenta eyes flashed as Octavia looked up into them.

"Hmm... Aah!" Octavia's dexterous fingers slid lower along Lily's front, the soft pressure just barely tweaking her hooded clitoris to the side. Very nearly dripping, Lily could feel her own desire building slowly. She was really enjoying this... Octavia spread her apart, slowly pushing a single finger inside of her... Lily tensed at the sensation, rising up onto her tiptoes as the pleasure washed through her. She flexed abdominal muscles, squeezing Octavia's finger firmly.

"Bed?" The cellist asked, her finger pausing it's ministrations inside the wet walls. Lily could only manage a nod. They both padded across the thick carpet to the bed, but Lily was left alone to stretch out as Octavia began stripping at the edge. Lily watched, legs spread, one hand gently rotating her clitoris to keep the pleasure alive. Octavia was obviously aroused at the sight, if the dark stain on the crotch of her panties was anything to indicate... She slid out of them with ease, now completely bare at the bedside. Lily continued playing with herself, gnawing her lower lip as she watched Octavia gently, smoothly stretch out between her legs. Her hand was gently pulled away as Octavia leaned in, her hot breath washing over the thick, curvy thighs.

"AAH!" Lily gasped as Octavia wasted no time getting to it. It wasn't rough, just sudden... She felt Octavia's tongue tease her entrance with a bit of pressure before quickly sliding up, flicking her swollen clitoris, and sending a soft fleck of wetness against Lily's twitching, wide stomach. Vinyl Scratch was a sturdy woman, but most definitely feminine... Large breasts, flared hips, curvy thighs, and well-defined calves made for a thick, curvy, and entrancing woman... Octavia, on the other hand, was slender and delicate... Certainly assertive, though... She pushed two fingers into the wet slit before her, gliding deep with ease. Lily arched her back, low, raspy voice raised in a pleasured gasp as she explored. The flicking against her clit didn't stop, though... She whimpered and squirmed her hips, smoothly approaching an inevitable orgasm.

"Hmm..." Octavia graoned, sucking Lily's clit into her mouth eagerly. Lily gripped the sheets firmly as her orgasm soon came upon her. Flexing hard around the invading digits, Lily felt wetness slide out. Not a gushing orgasm, but she was most definitely wet... The pleasure radiated through her entire body, danced over her twitching stomach and heaving breasts, centered in her temples. She gasped and groaned, twisting the sheets into odd patterns as the pleasure swept her away. Octavia pulled away, her fingers smoothly rubbing the fleshy, wet lips as Lily ever so slowly came down from her orgasm.

"Wow..." She panted, smiling down at Octavia's face. The cellist was probably smiling wider than she had in her entire life. She leaned forward and pressed a kiss to Lily's twitching stomach, leaving a shining bit of wetness behind before she sat up fully. Unless Lily was mistaken, her other hand was glistening, as well... The sultry woman had probably been pleasuring herself the entire time. Lily was surprisingly okay with this.

"C'mere." Lily beckoned, her full lips spread in a devious, suggestive smile. Octavia obliged wordlessly, stretching out atop Vinyl's pleasured form. They kissed smoothly, the taste of her own erotic juices filling Lily's mouth. With a low moan, she rolled over on top of Octavia, stretching the slender woman out with a genlte touch. Octavia surrendered with a breath, and Lily made sure to prop herself on her elbows, to avoid flattening the slender, sultry cellist. They kept kissing for a few moments, but a firm touch on her shoulders urged Lily's lips away.

"My turn." Octavia muttered softly, firmly pushing Lily down, down, past her flat stomach, over her prominent hips, and inbetween her spread legs. The smell of her arousal was very slight, and hardly overpowering. She smelled musky, and very, very delicious. Indeed, the first lapping touch of her flat, muscular tongue was enough to convice Lily that Octavia was worth every moment her tongue spent in contact with the cellist's center. After a brief pause, letting her hot breath wash over all of Octavia's crotch, Lily set in on earnest.

"HNN!" Octavia responded in kind, her back arching and her hips flaring outwards. Lily fired right back, flicking her clit rapidly with the tip of her tongue for a few moments before smoothly pushing her tongue deep into her pulsing, slick walls. "Oooohhhhhhh myyy..." Octavia groaned low and long, relaxing under Lily's touch. She made a point to slide her hands up to Octavia's stomach, massaging the convulsing muscles to keep her relaxed while her tongue worked deeper into the wet, slick pussy that was just begging for release. Octavia whimpered thinly at the conflicting feeling, wanting to tense and buck her hips, but her muscles were relaxed by the firm touch. She resigned herself to stroking the DJ's violently blue hair, pulling the long locks away from her face so she could better pay attention to the shaved, dripping slit before her.

"OH!" Octavia gasped out loud as Lily explored one particular area inside of her. Grinning with a hot breath, Lily returned the tip of her tongue to the area once more, making Octavia's chest jump with the sudden emotion. "I'm gonna-!" She was cut off by her own orgasm. Lily groaned in satisfaction as the muscles clamped around her tongue, twisting the muscular appendage in such a fashion she could only wonder what could be running through the cellist's consciousness at that moment. Whatever it was, it was pure. She was convulsing almost violently atop the sheets, her hands repeatedly stroking the blue head of hair as she came long and hard.

"That good?" Lily asked, licking her lips as she grinned up at the pleasured woman.

"V-very... OOH! Easy..." Lily rubbed her wet lips with a hand, getting a feel for just how wet she was. "That feels really good..." Lily used her bigger fingers to her advantage, massaging Octavia's wet core in slow, firm circles. Not going inside, not focusing on her clitoris, just... Rubbing her... She seemed to be enjoying it. Relaxing into the sheets, Octavia laid a hand across her stomach and closed her eyes. "I feel so much better... And that feels divine... Let me rub you, too..." Octavia raised one hand, beckoning Lily forward. She smiled and obligingly moved her wide hips off to the side, enough that Octavia could reach the wet hole inbetween her legs. As the cellist started rubbing her own tender lips, she increased the pace and strength of her own.

"Haaahh..." Lily groaned, feeling Octavia expertly locate her clit. The first jump of pleasure awakened her desire easily, and she pressed a wet kiss to Octavia's stomach while she rubbed just a little faster. She felt her stomach shake as Octavia rubbed her clit in fast circles, her breasts jiggling just a little with her sporadic breathing. "Ahn!" A low, throaty groan betrayed how much Lily was enjoying this... Octavia's other hand, meanwhile, had grasped her shapely rear, massaging the soft flesh smoothly. It felt so... GOOD.

"Close..." Octavia whimpered. Lily only then realized her finger had slid inside of Octavia, that it was curling back and forth in search of her g-spot once more. She found it at the same time her own orgasm pulsed through her, seizing her senses and taking her away on a wave of pleasure. Her arms shook with the effort of keeping herself up. Indeed, she couldn't. In the end, she fell forward onto her face, thankful the soft comforter cushioned her blow. She gave a soft grunt, feeling the coordination gone from her muscles...

"Uuhn..." She groaned absently, eyes closed. Octavia, at her side, breathed fast and deep, coping with her own orgasm. After a few long minutes, their breathing returned to normal. Octavia was the first to talk, her tone thin and weak.

"That'll teach you to steal my music." She teased, adjusting so she could nuzzle into Lily's side. Chuckling, the shifted changeling looped an arm around Octavia's waist, pulling the slender woman closer for a warm embrace. Octavia gave a soft sigh of fulfillment, her eyes closing as she curled against Vinyl Scratch's larger form easily. Stroking her long, raven hair, Lily was content to slip off. She had just seen a side of Octavia she would be willing to guess next to no one had ever seen before... Wondering what new and interesting development this could mean, Lily slipped off to sleep, holding a slumbering Octavia against her the entire night.

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"Are you sure?" Octavia asked, cocking an eyebrow.

"Of course." Lily reasurred her. Both women, back in original forms and clothing, were at the front door the morning after.

"Any time? No appointment necessary?"

"Well, if you want to make sure you get me specifically, you should probably call and let me know you're headed over before the fact. No promising I won't be with another client. But you don't need to set it up weeks in advance." Octavia frowned as she absently scratched her arm.

"I don't want to impose..."

"Hon, business is business. And we both know you won't be getting your fill of that woman from the source." She chuckled softly. "I won't charge extra. Not unless you have any other stipulations."

"Oh no. Not at all. Last night was actually... Pretty damn perfect." She flushed at the slip of decorum. Lily just shrugged. "If we could do that again, I'd gladly pay even more than you're asking."

"Well you don't need to." Octavia smiled at the reassurance, offering Lily her hand. Lily brushed it aside and wrapped her arms around the slender girl, pulling her into a gentle hug.

"Thank you, Lily. It means much to me to have this... The next court date is day after tomorrow. Might I be able to come visit you the day after that?" Lily pulled away from the hug with a grin, and a serreptitious pinch to the shapely rear of the cellist. She got a yelp and a blush in return.

"I'll make sure to burn the bra that evening." Octavia smiled and kissed Lily's cheek before turning and slipping out of the front door. Lily leaned against the frame and watched her walk away. Her eyes followed the graceful sway of her hips, and Lily couldn't help but feel a grin spread across her lips.

"What a shame," She said to no one in particular. "I'd have killed to try out Vinyl's other part."

"I think that can be arranged!" From nowhere, Lily was assulted by what she could only describe as a ball of pink, girlish fluff.

"What the- OOF!" Falling backwards through the door, Lily fought off the heavy form that had just tackled her. Whatever it was, it had been airborne, and it was now writhing playfully atop her. "Who the hell-?!"

"It's me, silly!" Lily's eyes snapped open as the face of none other than the bubbly, energetic Pinkie Pie popped into her vision.

"P-pinkie?!" Lily gasped, struggling to relieve some of the weight from her diaphragm.

"Plus one!" Glancing at the door, Lily saw the other form that had been with her. Leaning against the frame cooly, sporting shades and bloodshot eyes, the third member of the ragtag group grinned down at the two.

"V-VINYL?!"

-------------- Notes from the Author --------------

I KNOW I left it wide open. If you'd all read my blog, you'd see I've got a Pinkie/Vinyl/Lily chapter lined up. This will be the prequel for that. It's a ways down the road, so while you'll have to wait, you all know it's worth it :3

I started this chapter rather reluctantly. For one reason or another, I always seem to have trouble writing Octavia chapters... This time, though, it kind of clicked. Not as good as it could have been, but markedly better than the last. I enjoyed it. Any time you get a boner writing your own work, means you're doing it right, I guess? XD

Second chapter in two nights, and this one happened with no shortage of procrastination, either. I guess I'm just getting comfortable writing quickly and at length. While this may sacrifice quality, I'd like to fool myself into thinking it makes up for it in both quanitity and erotic-ness. A decidedly longer clop portion with Octavia with some decent build-up, I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I did writing it. Thanks again to all my *cough* LOYAL *cough* fans and their support. I love you all.

More to come in the future.