Artwork by ArtOfVenus
Kara and Evie spend a magical New Years’ Eve together in Frog City.
What could possibly go wrong with that??
Kara shot a hopeful glance at Evie from the other side of Marv’s massive gut. As distasteful as the blue frog-man was, and dangerous too, his possessiveness might be something the girls could leverage to get out of the club and out of the city.
They were still far from safe, but if Marv could keep all the other pervs and preds at bay, then the girls would only need to worry about dealing with him. They would still need to walk a fine line between keeping Marv happy and keeping him at arm’s length.
The expression on Evie’s face worried Kara, though. Evie was more likely to err on the ‘keeping Marv happy’ side. Kara could see how Evie’s face lit up when Marv called them his ‘damsels in distress.’ That would play right into Evie’s submissive nature and eagerness to please.
Kara gave Evie a warning look, one that Evie would understand as ‘be cool.’
Evie winked and returned a glance that said ‘relax, I got this.’
That did NOT help Kara relax. She rolled her eyes – she’d seen that look before. Evie was ready to ‘turn on the charm.’ Which usually worked – it all depended on the target. It had also landed them in deeper trouble when a skeptical captor saw through her sweet-talk.
Evie leaned into Marv’s embrace. “Oh, yes, you’re right, Mar–…Sir Marv. We’re just two little human girls that have gotten in over our heads…” she lowered her chin slightly so she had to aim her eyes upward to make eye contact…and then Evie tilted her head gently to one side, to expose her neck to him in a subtle gesture of submission.
She smiled sweetly and softened her gaze to draw him into her electric blue eyes. “We need your help to get home safely. Will you help us with that mean manager, and protect us from all these other scary predators? Please, Sir? We’d be ever so grateful…”
“Uh, Eves? Where you going with this??” Kara hissed, looking alarmed.
Marv, however, was eating it up. In his mind, these girls were playing right into his hands, totally dependent upon his goodwill in order to survive. He wasn’t going to squander that. “Well, I suppose I could do that…as long as you’re going to be grateful, an’ all…”
He turned toward Kara, who quickly replaced her scowl with a half-hearted smile. “What about you, sexy girl?” he asked her.
“Me?” I, uh…”
Marv tilted his head toward Evie without taking his eyes off Kara. “Yer friend seems good to go…” he continued. “You don’t seem so sure.” He pulled Kara in tight against him. “Whadaya say, you gonna make ol’ Marv happy?”
Uh, sure, Marv…Sir Marv…” Kara stammered, feigning a warm smile. “What would you have us do for you? You want us to dance again??”
“Dance?” he snorted. “Oh no, I’s seen you dance. I gots sumthin’ more…intimate in mind.”
“Intimate?” Kara asked, wide-eyed.
“Well yeah…I wants to get to know you girls better. Them bodies of yers ain’t made fer just lookin’ at. I want to see what you’ve got for ol’ Marv.”
Seeing Kara at a loss for words, Evie spoke up. “Well, then what IS it you would have us do for you, Sir Marv?”
He looked the girls over for a moment, deep in thought. “Tells ya what,” he finally said. “Let’s get you out of them costumes first. Then after ya strip down, I’ll let you decide which one’s gonna lick ol’ Marv and which one’s gonna ride ‘im.”
“Ummm…ok, Sir,” Evie said. “We, uh…”
“We just need to go get changed out of our costumes!” Kara said, reaching for Evie’s arm. “We’ll be right back!”
“Noo…” Marv said, tightening his grip on the girls. “You can strip out of ‘em right here.”
He watched as the girls exchanged looks, appalled at the thought of it, but hesitant to refuse him.
“Go on,” he said, leaning back in his chair and nudging them out in front of him so he could see better. “Go on, now.”
“Eves, are we really going to do this?” Kara whispered, genuinely worried about what kind of spectacle they might create. She covered up her chest self-consciously. “Are we going to strip down in front of everyone here, and then…do things to him?”
“I don’t see where we have a choice, Kares,” Evie whispered back, equally worried but more resolved to do whatever it took to survive. “If we want to get out of here some other way than inside his belly, then we’d better do what he says.”
Hope you’re enjoying another fun Kar-Vie collaboration with @ArtofVenus !
And yeah, yeah, I know it’s well past NYE, but if you’d had a January like my January, you’d understand.
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