Musing: Tracer's Halloween Party

[pre-story]It's another overwatch-themed patreon musing! This one's for Halloween, and features Symmetra's Vampire skin and Tracer's Punk skin. It's way longer than it's supposed to be, but I think it's definitely worth it. I just kept having more stuff I wanted to include... I didn't have enough room for it all, so I might come back and add a second part later on. Tried some new stuff in this one, toys, hypnotism... is time-play a thing? I think it worked out pretty well. Originally I was just gonna have it be straight-up hypno-dom, but I decided to add in a little bit of hesitance on Sym's part/willingness on Tracer's, because I love me some sappy emotional crap. Anyways, enjoy![/pre-story]

“Heya, Symm!” Lena called from across the room, stretching up on one toe to wave over the crowd, her bright, cheery expression at odds with her black leather jacket, skull-goggles, and rebellious, pink dyed hair. Her chest-piece glowed, and her form flickered and disappeared, the spunky girl reappearing across the room, directly in front of her friend, a trail of blue weaving through the crowd behind her.  “I’m glad you made it! I wasn’t sure you were gonna show, you know, ‘cause you don’t like parties much and all that, but you’re here!” She babbled, excitedly, spreading her arms wide and leaning in for a hug, only to abruptly stop, teetering on tiptoe a moment from hugging, remembering how Symmetra didn’t really like to be touched without warning.

Symmetra’s pale grey lips curled into a soft smile. “Hello, Lena.” She replied, cool and calm and collected, a stark contrast to Lena’s bubbly, overflowing energy. She leaned into the hug, giving the british girl a soft squeeze which she eagerly returned, before straightening up again, breaking the hug after only a moment. “I simply couldn’t miss one of your famous Halloween parties.” She replied.

Tracer grinned, stepping back to let her eyes roam up and down Symmetra’s body. Her costume looked much like her usual outfit, with a few key differences. For one, her usually-soft-brown skin had turned a pale grey from head to toe, and her usual blue and white outfit was black and red instead, her thigh-high stockings decorated with angular bats. Her eyes had changed, too, from rich brown to deep crimson. Her body was lovely as always, a modest, but proud chest, slender waist, round hips, and long, shapely legs. But there was something else, too, something subtle about the way she stood, the way she moved, a different sort of confidence, something almost...sultry.

Musing: Overcome

[Pre-story]Musing #2 for July! Continuing from Overwhelmed, this one features those lovely ladies Mei and Zarya finally getting hot and heavy, but also a little bit intimate. The story's turning out longer than I thought it would, but that's not unusual. You can definitely expect to see some more of this as the months go on. [redacted] Anyways, enjoy![/pre-story] 

Chapter 2: Overcome

Mei raised a fist, hesitated, swallowed, and finally brought it forward, knocking sharply on the stately wooden door of the room. The silence was deafening as she stood in the empty hallway, fidgeting nervously with the fluffy terrycloth belt that held her robe closed, toes wiggling in her hotel flip-flops. Maybe this was a mistake. Maybe she shouldn’t have come. Maybe Zarya was just joking. Or worse, she was playing some kind of cruel trick, luring her out here so everyone would laugh at her… No, no, she was just being crazy now, there was no mistaking what that kiss had meant. Still, she felt so… exposed. The hotel robe only went down to mid-thigh, and it wasn’t quite big enough to completely hide her cleavage. Suddenly, the door swung open, and Mei looked up. “I-” She managed to squeak, only for the words to die on her lips as she processed what she was seeing.

Musing: Overwhelmed

[pre-story] Well, I wasn't feeling terribly inspired to finish any of the existing "part ones" so I decided to do something fun and topical, featuring two of my favorite ladies from Overwatch, Mei and Zarya! I'd hoped to make it a quickie, but it came out as yet another 'part one'.
I feel like I may be way too invested in this game for somebody whose computer would melt just trying to download it...[/pre-story]

“Oh, just be a tick, forgot me bag!” Tracer’s cheerful voice echoed off the tiles of the empty Helix Security locker room, followed by the soft whoosh of her darting in, the clang of a locker door as she grabbed the bag, and another whoosh as she darted out again. “Anyone seen Mei?” she asked as the door swung closed behind her. The room was all but silent for a moment, the only sound the faint rushing of water through the pipes. There came a tiny sigh of relief, and out from behind a row of lockers peeked Mei, the small brunette making sure she was alone before stepping out from her hiding spot.