Chapter 29: Phenomenal Five

(Octokew 6th-7th, Year 665 of the 4th Age)

Once again, I felt like I was in a quixotic vagary fit for a puppy’s book, still in disbelief that it actually happened. I accepted the offer of being one of the Phenomenal Five, and Gellir was my boyfriend. My future was set, and I could already picture my past starting to become a distant memory. I actually giggled like several of the girls at school who adored anything adorable while I was reading a book on my bed.

Mom was ecstatic to hear terrific news from my brother and me a couple days ago. He and Gellir made it on the team as a striker, the one who carried the smaller basket, and an assaulter, the one with the bigger version and who scored points, respectively. The coach marveled at Lárus’s accuracy. The information did quell her solicitude about us fighting against Aðalstænn. A moiety of me doubted she was cognizant about Rikka, and the other half fretted if she did.

My presentiment mainly dwelled on dad and Rikka. Something about Mr. Jörnsæn’s words suggested those two had a history between them, and I dreaded how dad would react to the news. The worst case would be Rikka confronting me as I envisioned him as a hulking, white, hirsute mass with an even more bloodcurdling expression than dad’s unnerving facial contortion, going overkill with an aphotic background and adding lightning to it.

The school quickly reminded me about the other issues that beleaguered me once I commenced the day. As I walked the hallways, I had dyads of eyes on me, but they didn’t show derision towards me. Instead, my classmates avoided me like the plague, minus the antipathy, and they looked like I was a god or some other supernal being among them— being Brákfur’s daughter didn’t alter the contumely that drastically.

“Well-well-well,” Manasína uttered excitedly as I encountered her at my locker. Her sister and Hjálmveig were immediately abaft. “Look who’s the in vogue topic among the institution’s denizens. Congratulations.”

“What’s going on?” I catechized as my eyes followed a couple of Fenri walking by as they acted uncouth towards me.

Manasína swayed her body as if she pretended the news wasn’t major. “Oh, word is going around that you’ll be in the Phenomenal Five once Évéy graduates.”

My eyes enlarged. “That fast?”

Manasína nodded with a wide grin. “Like water spreading on a surface after a spill.”

“Congrats,” Ingileif spoke in a bit of an effete, timorous voice.

“Thanks,” I replied, my nose twitching at the mellifluous aroma from Ingileif, “but its only a chance, so it’s not a guarantee I’ll get in.” I noticed Hjálmveig exuding some acrimony. “You ok, Hjálmveig?”

“Yeah,” Hjálmveig replied curtly. “Just a bit of familial issues.”

“Sorry to hear that.”

Hjálmveig exuviated an iota of dismay off her body by shrugging it off. “It’s not that big of a deal. Anyway— congrats on joining the group for a trial run. Now, you’ll be hanging with them and participate in lavish bashes.”

“You enunciate like those are execrable affirmations of being popular,” Manasína responded, looking at Hjálmveig.

Hjálmveig stared at Manasína. “It’s not for everybody.” Next, she looked at me. “Life’s filled with lots of valid options.”

“But not many once-in-a-lifetime opportunities,” I replied.

“Listen to yourself once in a while.”

“Alright, Mrs. Philosophical,” I uttered in jest, chuckling a smidgen.

I found Lárus and Róstran at the table as I entered the cafeteria. The Fenri from the Phenomenal Five that recruited me instantly appeared, requesting me to follow her. I arrived at the unofficially reserved table for the clique, and it had every member currently in the group there. A chair awkwardly formed an obtrusion on the circle.

Fright had its tactile members on my shoulders, and I gulped as I stared at the austere girls. I felt I was in a trial as the dyads of eyes from the white and light grey Fenri looked at me while their physiognomies maintained stoicism. My attention was directed at the golden-brown female, observing her toss her hair back, and she was the most phlegmatic and serious out of her cohorts.
“Kaera Brákfurdútir,” the golden Fenri spoke curtly as if she was apathetic to greetings, caring about going straight to business.

“Yes,” I answered tensely.

“Évéy Söloðridùtir. You heard about the report?” I nodded. “We had discussions about who should be the next member in the Phenomenal Five once I leave, and your name was brought up,” Évéy pointed at the recruiter, “particularly from Ángýl Æskaldútir.” Her voice had a hint of a supercilious tone. “Your past is glaring, but she made the case of how you can be beneficial. Your history notwithstanding, your new father accepted you as his daughter, bringing you into his legendary pedigree. You are also in a romantic relationship with Gellir Rikkasæn, the scion of someone who is your father’s rival. An individual with connections to two eminent families is too preposterous for us to ignore— so much so that the majority of us wanted to grant you the opportunity to join us.”

“I don’t know what to say except for-”

Évéy silenced me with a finger, bringing it back. “This is only a trial run— not the official overture. Henceforth, you will be a part of us and have the benefits, but you can easily lose them before I graduate. We have ukases you must obey, and there are five more vying for the spot.”

“What are the rules?”

Évéy lifts one finger. “No more fraternizing with the common folk even though your newfound status sorta acts like a coquette for you. Your siblings are fine, but your interactions must be strictly at your house. You are to treat them like total strangers and avoid them like the plague.” She went through more dictums until she lifted her fifth digit. “Final pronunciamento— there will be trials for you to complete. The first one is immediate.”

I arched my eyebrows. “And that is?”

“A sleepover at your domicile— the sooner the better.” Évéy worked on her hair.

“You must be aware that my father is away on an official trip for the Alpha Prime.”

Surprisingly, Évéy nodded as if she understood and was somewhat sympathetic. “How long?”

“He’s on his way— shouldn’t be long now.”

“Good.”

“I’m sure my mother will grant permission since she was ecstatic about Lárus and me going on social gatherings at school and dates earlier. It may be tomorrow at the earliest.”

Évéy tossed her hair back. “That’ll be optimal.”

“However, she may be reticent at having convocations at home, depending on how large they are.”

“Whatever.”

The rest of the school’s session for the day was as vapid as one could get with the notoriety of being in the Phenomenal Five. I didn’t have an encounter with Aðalstænn either. Beta Kórmóksæn wasn’t as vicious to my twin brother and me as he usually was— fine by me. I had to play a game of evasion and coy against Lárus and Róstran throughout the day, mainly during gym and the cleansing afterward. Gellir gave me the news of him getting Aðalstænn to cease and desist from tormenting Róstran, me, and Lárus, and he said he’ll collect his payment sometime soon.

I found mom in the nursery tending to the pups and told her about having a few girls over for a sleepover tomorrow, and she gave her wholehearted acquiescence. Her tail wagged furiously, and I assisted her with my half-siblings, getting a full dose of upchuck in the process.

The vomit prompted me to be naked for the entire day. I lounged on the couch, reading the book for my History project. Róstran and my nude brother appeared, my eyes darting between them and the tome as they sat in the chairs across from me.

“So, what’s it like being in the upper echelon in school?” Róstran inquired, rocking the chair.
“Weird,” I responded. “So many pairs of eyes staring at me but actually showing awe instead of derision.”

“Are the girls bitches?” Lárus bluntly asked.

“They need time to acclimate to.”

Lárus sank into the furniture. “And you actually have the time to do so?”

“Yes because they gave me the chance to join them, and I accepted.” I looked between my twin sibling and Róstran, expecting to perceive felicitations, but got silence.

“That explained why you were with them during the entire midday refection,” Róstran uttered. “I assume they must be behind why you acted inscrutable suddenly afterword when Lárus or me wanted to intercommunicate with you.”

“They gave me rules I must follow during the trial run. One of them is to only interact with people like the Phenomenal Five. Unfortunately, Évéy and the other girls don’t consider you two to be on the same tier as them, so I must keep the intercommunications between you two at a minimum in public, but they allow fraternization only within our house.”

I heard Lárus growl an iota. “That’s bullshit that they can forbid me from seeing my little sister while in public.

“I’m only two minutes younger than you!”

“Still, they don’t have the right to basically excommunicate me from my family.”

With one hand, I slammed my book shut, getting up from the couch. “Well, you can express your vexation at them tomorrow when they are here for a sleepover. Just don’t ruin the opportunity for me at having a better life.”

“Perhaps I will, and I’ll be crystal clear when I tell them it’s my job to look out for you.” Lárus suddenly became placid and solicitous. “We should discuss this later.”

I looked where my brother gesticulated, realizing Róstran was perturbed at our fugacious ruction. “Sorry, Róstran,” I spoke, flattening my ears in chagrin. After giving him a hug, we vacated the room, observing him flinch a bit, and I went to my personal chamber.

School dragged on as I anxiously counted down to my first trial with the Phenomenal Five. The members took me away from Lárus and Róstran at lunch, and I told them tonight was approved. Mom arranged a carriage just for them. The space could fit all of them but not me, which meant I rode back home with my siblings even though they preferred me to be with them.

Lárus castigated the girls for their edict about me avoiding him in public. Despite him towering over them and possibly capable of turning them into pulp, they got him to shut up and walked past him, his jaw hanging open. I observed him storm off in disgruntlement.

I took Évéy and the other girls to my bedroom, shutting my door after fighting against it. They were taciturn as they roamed and investigated my room. I, too, was reticent on my bed while they scrutinized my habiliments. They only gave me the enigma nods and grunts to decipher their thoughts until Ángýl spoke up, holding a book.

“You doing your report on Vuðurri for History?”

I nodded. “I am.”

Ángýl clicked her tongue. “Interesting.”

“I’m still debating of whether to paint him in a positive or jaundiced light when I write the essay, and I’m trying to get into his head.”

“Good luck with that. Scientists are a bunch of eccentric breeds.”

“They have no morals, in my opinion,” Évéy responded sardonically while denuding her clothes with the other females. “Always thinking of what they could possibly achieve with their aptness without contemplating the ramifications. They’re just as flagitious as wizards.”

I stripped till I was buck naked like the Phenomenal Five, and we gossiped a bit about who was the best in the sack, although I was more laconic than the members. Mom got our attention for dinner by knocking on the door. Supper went by without much of a hiccup. They barely acted convivial toward her when she palavered with them, with Évéy doing the bare minimum. However, no arguments or other paroxysms of hostilities erupted during the entire meal; even Lárus was stoic.

The sleepover took an interesting and libidinous turn after dinner. The girls and I were back in my room, and they modeled in my clothes and underwear, mainly the latter, complimenting on the quality. Évéy discovered the pornographic books in my closet, and she paraded them in front of the crowd. We each took one and flipped through the pages. I unconsciously caressed my vulva, quickly glancing around in agita once I caught myself. They didn’t mind as they also touched their genitalia.

I was fortunate to have the book that contained one of my favorite wanton pictures. It had the black and white Fenri shoving their cocks in Jysen’s mouth and anus, respectively, while holding him in the air, and Klaryse was beneath him, sucking on his penis. I was engrossed in my self-indulgence and deep in my vagina when I heard Ángýl squeal with delight.

“What did you find?” I inquired, still with my fingers in my pussy.

“This.” Ángýl showed me what she found in the licentious novel she borrowed from me.

I admitted Ángýl had some great tastes when she revealed the few pages that aroused her. The first picture had Klaryse dominate Jysen, similar to the photo I found a while ago. This picture had Klaryse pull tightly on Jysen’s leash while penetrating his fundament with her strap-on. My groin burned fervidly at the role reversal.

The following lewd pages had similitudes of a petite, virile Ki’Tsun in a gangbang with five feminine Dragonkins that towered over him. They began with him sitting on furniture, grinning nervously and excitedly, while the Dragonkins were immediately behind him with predacious grins, and the bipedal reptiles stroked their sex toys on their crotches. Then, they progressed to him taking two faux phalluses in his ass, sucking on another fake dick, and rubbing the other two replicas, and the picture showed the Dragonkins having no commiserations for him. They hit so many buttons for me that I reverted to touching myself.

“Now’s the time to show Kaera what’s upcoming soon,” Évéy uttered while I saw her open her backpack.

“Soon as in now?” I inquired, immediately surceasing the strokes on my muliebrity.

Évéy shook her head, mollifying my agita. “Not tonight, but what I’m about to blazon now will be one of your crucibles later on.”

I witnessed Évéy pull out a leash and a strap-on, my tumult settling in. “What’s going on?”

Évéy ignored me, placing the lewd items adjacent to her. “Come here, Ángýl.”

Ángýl ambulated to Évéy, plopping in front of her. Before I could even enunciate a single word, she crawled on her, osculating her on the lips. Their hands traipsed each other’s physique while their lips stuck together. I knew I was wet in my nether region, although my confusion grew. Their action was very redolent of the time I slept at Manasína’s house, but that time was also when I didn’t know better.

“Umm, you know that what you’re currently doing is illegal, right?” I murmured. “Is this one of my tasks?”

Évéy nodded while kissing Ángýl, fondling Ángýl’s mammillae. She continued playing with Ángýl’s breasts after parting her lips, and Ángýl played with her dyad. “A portion of it. Don’t forget about rule number three, the internecine edict— what occurs among the Phenomenal Five stays in the Phenomenal Five. We won’t rat you out if you don’t snitch on us.”

I lifted an eyebrow. "Then, why are you showing me this?”

Évéy inserted a finger into Ángýl's vagina. "Because it's one of your rewards should your attempt at joining the coveted group be fruitful, and we know we're safe if it isn’t."

"And how are you so cocksure if I hypothetically snitch on you?" I beheld that one-digit scintillate from Ángýl's pussy juice.

Évéy shoved another finger in Ángýl's muliebrity. "The Alpha Prime backs us up. It's your prize- in case you're about to ask- because you can enjoy one of many taboos without risk." She had a gleam in her eye as she stared at me. "Call it a hunch, but I know you've been eyeing this exotic thrill and others similar." She gesticulated with her free metacarpus. "Case and point.”

I realized my jaw was open, so I shut it, causing Évéy to chuckle jocularly. "What about the other families? What's to stop them?”

"Mutually assured destruction. That's the summation I'm willing to give for now. So," Évéy pulled her saturated fingers out of Ángýl's cunt, and the two shared the ambrosia, "what say you? Are you interested?" Then, they osculated.

Ángýl licked Évéy’s boobs, suckling on her teats while I pondered briefly on the order. I already witnessed lesbian intercourse before, and the thought of avowing it to society didn’t occur to me back then. I didn’t see what was so parlous about consensual, homosexual coition that made it illegal, but I wasn’t the Alpha Prime or Faer. Évéy was correct. I craved what Canir's society deemed queer in the salacious realm, and I would be somewhat of a hypocrite. So, why would I alert everyone that they fornicated? The other girls had a threesome while demonstrating what was yet to come for me.

I glanced between Ángýl and Évéy and the threesome vigorously rubbing my vulva and clitoris. The trio had two girls in the 69 position, and the other Fenri licked the top female’s taint, causing me to avert my eyes halfway. Ángýl just got around to lapping Évéy’s inguinal region when I turned eyes to them.

I got closer to the duo for a better view of the cunnilingus. Évéy had a beatific expression on her physiognomy, her eyes shutting tight. Ángýl’s rapid flicks on Évéy’s sensitive pearl were apparently the most efficacious at getting her to her orgasm. I fretted about the howl being too stentorian even though she had the restraint to keep it low, slowly easing the tension when nobody launched an inquest into my room and increasing the rubs on my genitals.

“Time for me to requite you, Ángýl,” Évéy spoke, exhaling one huge huff with delight.

Évéy attached the sex toy to herself and the leash to Ángýl’s neck, wrapping the string around her left metacarpus. She had her on all four and pulled on the leash. The artificial, masculine appendage slid into Ángýl’s slit, and I watched them commence the copulation like traditional couples, even though they were both womanish. She wasn’t an abecedarian utilizing the strap-on, judging by how vigorous she was. I had seen enough to know that Ángýl’s tolerance to agony was in the middle of what was possible during sex. Maybe Évéy was at her limit at how hard she could thrust into someone.

My pussy was saturated with ambrosia because of the sexual intercourse in my chamber. The nectar coated my fingers, yet the buildup to the emotional zenith took its sweet time getting there. I beheld Évéy toss Ángýl onto my bed, pinning Ángýl’s arms with her upper appendages. The leash was in her carnassial jaw, and she shoved the toy back into Ángýl’s vagina. I saw jocund tears leave Ángýl’s eyes as Ángýl moaned as fast as she insufflated her lungs.

I was sundered in three directions. I could get involved in either of the two groups to satiate my curiosity. However, I was also diffident about trying a tiny fraction of interacting sexually with another female. The closest to doing anything sexual with another female was only in my fantasies, and the only occasions where I made direct contact with another feminine body with my frame were kissing and hugging mom when I was a pup. Despite fantasizing and being curious about lesbian sex, my nervousness began holding me back. My climax wasn’t arriving any faster as I continued to finger myself, looking at Ángýl taking on the strap-on and the other three Fenri forming a triangle.

“Are you interested in joining?” Évéy grunted as she pounded Ángýl’s twat.

“I’m serious about being in the Phenomenal Five,” I answered.

“I meant what we’re doing.”

My ears twitched. “Oh. Is this another trial.”

“Not officially, but you’re gonna be left with the feminine case of blue balls when this is all said and done. The rest of us are getting close to cumming.”

I felt my cheeks redden slightly. “I don’t know.”

“How about if Ángýl licks your pussy just once, and you can decide right then and there if you want to continue? You may consider this surprising, but your refusal tonight won’t count against you in your quest.”

My jaw shifted as fast as I vacillated between accepting or declining the offer until I did a hard freeze, going with what it landed on. “Just this one time.”

Évéy nodded. “Then sit on Ángýl’s face or near it.

I got on my bed and positioned my nether region near Ángýl’s maw, clenching my snatch at the exhalations. I waited for what seemed to be an eternity until I instinctively gasped. Her tongue went across my vagina once. I paused mainly to expect another lick, but none came, and I processed the information. The lick wasn’t that different from any other cunnilingus I had. If I ignored the datum that it was a female at my entrance, I could assume the individual was masculine, and I shook away another figure in my head.

“So?” Évéy catechized without ceasing perforating Ángýl.

I glanced down at Ángýl, sensing her body rock back and forth. “You can keep going.”

I sensed the rapid flicks on my snatch as I stared at Évéy. Faer, Ángýl knew how to work her tongue just like another individual. It wasn’t as terrible as I initially prognosticated. I huffed and squirmed from the lashings on my vagina. She parted my folds, and her tongue slithered further into my meaty tunnel, searching for a particular spot in there. I exerted more force on her face by planting my nether region on it.

My tits weren’t that far from Évéy’s head, the jiggles making the pair get real close to hitting it. Évéy looked at them and at me as if she silently requested permission. I grabbed my right breast, presenting it to her. She released the leash and Ángýl’s arms before massaging my nipples. I moaned at a low volume and reciprocated the gesture to her. Our hands wandered on each other’s bodies, and our kisses migrated from our breasts to our heads, sometimes synching with our upper appendages. Nothing she did to me was different from the other times I experimented with someone except for being the same gender as me. Her breasts were the quintessential pair of what a female should possess, especially when she squished them against my dyad, making my asymmetrical subtlety more egregious. To me, they had the right amount of inelasticity and infirmity. So far, exploring another female’s body wasn’t as horrible as I thought while I heard the wet squelches from Ángýl’s vagina, my snatch suffered the fusillade of licks.

Feeling more acclimated to the notion of having coitus with someone of my sex, I broke eye contact with Évéy to see where Ángýl’s clitoris was. My left hand divagated from its original task, finding a home on Ángýl’s pearl. I gave it mettlesome rubs, perceiving the impacts from Évéy’s vagina. Ángýl had a visceral reaction to the touch; I felt the positive response immediately on my pussy, which sent shivers up my spine and gave me horripilation. I quavered immensely when she decided to recompense me in kind. Her hands took turns on my erect clit, and my crescendo was imminent.

The other three Phenomenal Five members had orgasms, followed by Ángýl. My orgasm came when she moaned in my vagina and vigorously caressed my sensitive, diminutive protuberance. My howls were muffled in Évéy’s muzzle, although my emotion apogee was potent. I made a safe assumption I inundated her face with my sacchariferous secretion, confirming it once I got off of her and Évéy pulled out of her.

“That was but a taste of what awaits you further down the road, Kaera,” Évéy spoke while removing her strap-on.

I had multitudinous questions forming a maelstrom in my brain. “Do I have to face it? What about the law?”

“You can back out from it at any point, but you must except the fact then that you won’t be in the group. Judging by how you handled the aperitive, I say you have a decent shot of joining the Phenomenal Five.” Évéy shoved the sex toy into her backpack, revealing her twat to the group again. “If the dictum is the only obstacle in your path, no one outside the group knows about what occurs in it, and the trial has been around before all of us were born. There are no blatant signs on us that suggest we had sex with each other. As long as we follow rule three, we have nothing to worry about.” She looked out the window. “Looks like it’s getting late.”

I went to the door. “I’ll show you and the others your sleeping quarters.”

I woke up in the middle of the night, feeling glad I didn’t have anyone to share the room with. I had a salacious dream that was going swimmingly until an unexpected event shocked me back to reality. Reverting to a procumbent position, I remembered what I shouted when I became awake, pondering if it was a random fluke.

Lárus.