Vanessa gets a text message from Eelesia.

[I'm running a bit late! Sorry! I'll be home soon, but you and Lenora can start without me!]

Lenora, having finished her apple and dumped the core in the trash bin, stretches her arms over her head (uncaring how much belly her light round-the-house shirt shows), then walks over and peers at the table.

"Heya. I think I'm ready? I'm kinda confused by all the rules so I'll probably fuck something up but, yeah. Oh, one thing- It doesn't look like I can kiss people? The 'shiny thirsting lips' here are blank."

"Wait, really? That doesn't sound right."

Vanessa grabs the rulebook and flips it open to the Butterfly Gendertrope page, which she has a sticky note marking.

Under Body-Plan, the pairing attributes of the Shiny Thirsting Lips do seem to be blank. That's weird. Is that a misprint?

Vanessa's eyes fall to the Special Conditions section. "Ohhhh! No, look at what it says here. It's like, if you're using your Sinuous Tentacle Tongue, your mouth is obstructed by your own tongue, but if you're not using your tentacle tongue, then your Shiny Thirsting Lips turn into Shiny Kissable Lips, which does have pairing attributes, see?"

Vanessa points at the first Special Condition rule on the page.

"...I mean. That makes physical sense I guess?"

She shakes her head and peers at the rulebook.

"And... Okay, there's similar rules that simulate, like, going soft, and using boobs and thighs and feet... I guess you have to formalize it somehow."

Lenora fusses with the little strips of paper representing Organs and Appendages, making four new ones to fill out the special conditions.

"It's gonna be a little weird pretending to have a dick. I'm not saying I haven't had those thoughts but, uh... Yeah. Not sure what to expect, I guess. Kind of anxious, kind of excited."

"Weird like you're re-thinking your build? Or weird like you're feeling awkward about getting a ladyboner from imagining your futa-boner?"

Shrug! "It's complicated tee em? The flower is obviously E, and I'm enough of a jock that the butterfly is obviously me. It's got football hooligan energy. I guess I am getting turned on in anticipation here, a bit. Maybe I'm also just worried about messing up the game."

"If anyone's got that weight on their shoulders it's totally me, being the ring-leader and stuff."

Vanessa scoots her chair closer to the table, situating herself. She closes her messaging app and opens up a voice-to-text note-taking app before setting her phone on the table next to the books. Then she pulls one of the books over and opens it, then arranges her notes next to it.

"So, Lee-zee says we can start without her, even though this was her idea..." Wry affection. "You good to go?"

"-Uh, quick question even if I probably know the answer. Thoughts on, um. Touching myself IRL if it gets good?"

Bit of a blush there.

Vanessa snaps her fingers.

"I knew I forgot something."

Vanessa teasingly leans back in her chair. At the moment, she happens to be dressed for lounging around at home, in just a comfy tank-top and panties. She reaches behind her to pull the kitchen towel off the side of the fridge. She rocks forward, flipping the towel out to cover her seat under herself, grinning and maintaining eye-contact with Lenora the whole time.

Vanessa will say the that of course touching herself is cool out loud, if necessary, but she thinks the message is clear enough? That, in fact, Lenora already knew the answer or she wouldn't have asked in the first place? Vanessa routinely masturbates for an audience of thousands, and Eelesia is the kind of overly-earnest friend who doesn't even know the meaning of TMI. In the back of Vanessa's mind, the three of them are already just one shared staycation away from wild lesbian threesomes.

"Oh great! Towel's a good idea-" She'll fetch one, and doesn't have panties on under these gym shorts right now, herself.

(Look, she's just being scrupulous about consent! This is a Lenora Tendency. She does things like this.)

"Okay, now I'm ready."

Vanessa takes a moment, her eyes briefly fluttering closed, before she enters Performance Mode and begins speaking, glancing down only occasionally to check the passage in the book.

At this moment, you are experiencing what is both your last, and your first, memory, as your soul floats into the light at the end of the tunnel.

You pass into and through it, suffused with welcoming warmth and promise.

Then that dreamlike feeling is drowned out by a sudden and very real sensation. The first real sensation you've felt since your death. The sensation of air on your exposed shaft and glans. There is nothing else. No sense of your body beyond the phallus that ought to hang between your legs, no sensation or awareness of a body beyond that. That vivid whisper of exposure to air on your erect penis is your entire sensorium.

You are a dick in the darkness.

And you are desperately horny.

"What, if anything, do you do?"

Vanessa's serious voice is always so good!

I try to reach down with my hand. There is no hand. I try to buck my hips. There are no hips, but I try anyway, tense and release and tense and release.

You flex the phallus that is you, waggling it, making it jump and bounce oh so invitingly.

And, after a few moments of frustration, something accepts your invitation. Warm and delicate, it grips your throbbing shaft.

Vanessa slides an appendage strip across the table to touch Lenora's Veiny Futa Phallus card, but keeps her finger on it, hiding what's written on it.

"You're not sure, because you can't see or hear anything, but... Actually, roll a Sanity Check for me."

She makes a slight shift in her seat. 

"Uh..." Where are the dice. She rolls a d10, and adds her base Sanity to it. "Four."

You could probably figure out what's gripping your dick if you tried, but in this moment it doesn't feel like the answer to that question matters. All you know is that you're aching for stimulation, and now something is providing it.

Vanessa glances over the character cards for her first NPC, carefully rotates a d20 to 17, then puts it down next to it, then ticks the d20's number down by 3, to 14.

The mysterious touch gripping your Veiny Futa Phallus sensually strokes you six times.

Vanessa double-checks, but she doesn't need to roll Prowess for this. 6 stimulation is within Dapple's zero zone.

"You receive six Stimulation."

And Dapple receives 1. Vanessa increases Dapple's arousal from 0 to 1.

You invited this, after a fashion, but you have no control, nor even any ability to communicate. There are no actions you can take, yet.

But what you can do, is decide how you feel about what's happening to you.

........Yeah okay a hand is going into those gym shorts, right after she moves from 1 to 7 Arousal.

"I don't think any of the four things here are right. How I feel is confused and - hungry. I guess... That's maybe thoughtful?"

Vanessa is so going to put a dildo on each chair before their next session.

"I think the intro being like this is meant to teach you as the player that your character's inner mental life is also a tool in your number-crunchy kit?" Vanessa doesn't sound entirely sure about this.

Vanessa smiles reassuringly. "It's fine either way. Feel how you feel. I'm sure you won't break the game or anything."

"So, are you Feeling Thoughtful About This? Totally your call."

"I guess I am! Why not. Uh... So I had 2 satiation and I rolled a moxie check of... Seven. So I move 2 satiation to 2 craving?"

I feel surprise and wonderment at the sudden touch. Am I not alone? But most of what I feel is desperate for more sensation- My dick feels oh so good and I want it to keep going.

"Hot. And having higher Craving than Satiation helps, since the goal here is oh wait you don't know that yet. Your mysterious partner's turn ends now..."

Vanessa does the Aftermath of Dapple's turn. Because she has 0 Craving, her Satiation is higher, which means dropping her Arousal back to 0.

"You regenerate Stamina at the beginning of your turn, and then you need to check if you are Having An Orgasm."

"Oh, I totally am. I guess being lost in the void makes you hypersensitive?"

Numbers, numbers, moved around~

I feel my twitching run over into sudden orgasm, white ecstasy pouring through my mind through the only part of me I can feel.

"Not to nitpick your role-playing, but I'm imagining the face Eelesia will make if I don't: Your Intensity points tell your how strong your orgasm is, so that 'ecstasy' might not be very 'white hot' yet, depending on. How much Intensity do you have from that one round?"

Vanessa flips to one of her sticky notes in the rulebook and turns it so Lenora can read the instructions for Intensity points.

"...Oh, I forgot to do that."

She rolls an Ardor check against... It was six?

"I rolled exactly six. So that's... Three? Three."

You don't remember your past in any detail, but, what you're experiencing now is starkly a... greater access, to your own urges, needs, lusts. You have cast off your mortal limits, and freed your libido to run rampant in its purest form.

It isn't even a particularly intense orgasm, yet, but it feels unhindered and costless in a way that you're sure is new.

"Since you can't take any actions yet, your turn ends immediately, I guess. Do your Aftermath."

Vanessa points at the relevant passage about turn Aftermath in the rulebook.

She writes new numbers down. 3 sensitivity, and 1 more arousal. Zero satiation minus one is still zero here. "Got it."

Dapple regenerates 8 Stamina, which puts her at the stamina cap of 20.

Dapple is not Having An Orgasm, but Vanessa will let the sight and feel of a Veiny Futa Phallus going off in Dapple's hand trigger a Pornographic Thrill, raising Dapple's Craving from 0 to 12.

For a terrifying moment, you feel yourself spending your pleasure into nothing, but the pause is thankfully brief. The touch of your mysterious partner tightens around your ejaculating Veiny Futa Phallus and strokes you hard and fast.

Vanessa turns Dapple's Stamina d20 down from 20 to 6, spending 14 Stamina to attempt 28 Stimulation.

Prowess Roll... Uh oh. That's 12 minus 27 for negative 15, moved toward zero by 8, for a final result of -7.

"You receive twenty-one Stimulation."