"Squishy squish~"

This was it. Million Arthur had finally found it. She had found Heaven. The throne, Britain, the Holy Grail (and all associated tomfoolery and memes with it), and anything else could go nep itself. A smile was plastered over Milli's face as she squishy squished a clone of Uni's face with her breasts, meanwhile she sat in a duplicate Vert's lap, and a duplicate IF and Nepgear were practically dying for her attention. And this was all happening in the public bath of the basilicom, where the water was warm, the area was surprisingly private, and the best part of it all: everyone was naked. Milli could die right now and she would die happy, surrounded by cute girls. But first, before she triggered any sort of death flag, she raised Uni's head out from her squishies and said, "Uni, why don't you give your 'big sis' a kiss?" And with that, Uni closed her eyes and started to move her head towards Milli, and Milli did the same, causing to two to almost kiss.

Before the duplicate could lock lips with Million Arthur, a loud, heavy snap resonated through the room. A great weight, also known as a door, flew through the public bath, clear over the blonde and her cloned companions and landed on the artificial stone behind them, torn from its hinges by a powerful kick fueled by tsundere. "MILLI!" A familiar twin-tailed girl shouted, entering the room, her face a very deep shade of red as she glared at her friend in the middle of the group of clones. Steaming, she was quite clearly trying to hold herself back, as the sight of her naked selection and Milli herself was almost too much even for Cheekama. "What'd I tell you about taking people's elements!?"

Milli turned a bit pale. If she could die now, preferably before Cheekama had a chance to scold her, that would be great. "Ch-Cheekama! Th-This is clearly a misunderstanding! You see, I am clearly with the originals, and definitely not some Duplicates that I managed to hide from you when you confiscated the earlier batch! I am merely... Erm... Getting to know the CPUs and makers better by bonding in this hot spring!" The aspiring Arthur was nervous and started trying to cover up the situation immediately. If Cheekama could kick a door like that, who knows what she could do to human flesh?

The power of the tsundere was great indeed. Cheekama continued to stare daggers into her partner, her irritation growing with an audible hum. "Then why was IF pawing for your attention like a lovesick puppy?" She asked pointedly, the duplicates having either frozen up or held Million tightly, clearly just as terrified after the door went flying. She clearly wasn't falling for Milli's excuses, and stepped further into the room, towards the small nightstand where the blonde had sat her crown down. "Tell you what, if you girls will hold Million for me for a second, I won't be as harsh on all of you..." The blunette offered the duplicates, one hand reaching into her pocket and slowly drawing out a collection of cards.

Scared by Cheekama, especially be her use of "Million" rather than "Milli", the girls held grabbed Milli and kept her still. "W-What? D-Do not be frightened by Cheekama! Sh-She is merely a trifle that we c-can overcome together, my sisters!" Milli flipped between kissing up to Cheekama and trying to stay confident in front of her "sisters", ultimately resulting in a failure to appeal to either side.

With the duplicates doing as she said, Cheekama began to go through Million Arthur's clothing placed on the nightstand. First was the crown, obviously, since she'd be keeping an eye on who her companion clones for a time, but her main target was the disc-like gauntlet that went around the girl's arm. After glancing between the cards she drew and the clones holding Milli in place, sighing once before she started putting them through the machine. Moments later, a number of duplicate Cheekamas populated the hot spring, a little over double the number of people who were there before Cheek came in. As if knowing there was only one reason they'd be there, the clones all started to approach the group sitting in the water, the original blunette speaking up. "Alright girls, you can leave Milli with us now. We'll... deal with her from here."

Slightly more panicked by the swarm of Cheekamas, the duplicates nodded and let go of Milli. Milli herself panicked the most and desperately scanned the area left to right looking for an escape. Spending little time concerning herself with why Cheekama had so many duplicates of herself, Milli nearly jumped out of the pool and made a dash for the nearest room away from the Cheekama brigade.

Unfortunately, the original Cheekama was already well aware of how the blonde would react, and had already started moving to intercept when Million Arthur tried to escape. She put herself between her and the doorway the girl tried to escape through, nearly getting toppled clear over when she grabbed her friend and held her tightly. Fortunately, a number of the other clones were quick to move as well, and before she knew it, Milli was lifted up and restrained by about four duplicate Cheekamas, the rest still standing in the pool beside the duplicate CPUs and human, who were still apparently somewhat frozen. Without even dressing her, those holding Million started to carry the protesting girl off, the original twin-tails leading the group out.

"Ch-Cheekama, surely we can chat this tiny little trifle out?" Milli coyly asked.

"Nope," She plainly stated, leaving the room as water started to splash and lewd noises grew louder as the Cheekamas walked away faster. Before long however, they made their way to the room Million normally slept in(and typically had her duplicates confiscated in), a nice, spacious bed taking up the vast majority of the room as it had more than enough room for a dozen or more people. She had a *very* large deck. That aside, the brigade of Duplicate Cheekamas carried the naked Million Arthur to the bed, laying her comfortably on her back while still keeping her arms and legs spread out and held down.

It didn't take long now for Milli to realize that her punishment this time around wasn't going to be having her supper taken away or cards confiscated. She finally connected 2 and 2 and realized that this chapter isn't a fluff chapter. Still on her back, Milli squirmed a bit, despite knowing that it was in vain from the start.

"You never learn your lesson, do you Milli?" Cheekama asked, as she reached into one of Million's own drawers and rummaged around through... A rather alarming variety of tools that had that blush from before still burning hot on the twin-tails' face. Various shapes and sizes made for a somewhat harrowing journey until Cheekama just found something and went with it, grabbing out a thick strap-on that seemed far too long to possibly fit in the relatively small drawer. The blushing blunette looked at the shaft for a moment, inspecting it lightly before she glanced over to Milli, before nodding to herself, and putting the tool on.

Milli had a PERFECTLY GOOD explanation for that toy being there. Definitely. "W-Wait, Cheekama! Y-You aren't *really* going to use that, right?" A nervous smile crept up on Milli's face as she shook a bit in fear of Cheekama's anger.

The fake length being long in length,, even the duplicates of the twin-tailed partner found themselves with a blush at the sight of it, but it was fairly clear that what was happening wasn't going to change. Milli wasn't responding to just having her toys taken away, so Cheekama had to take... different measures. Climbing onto the bed and climbing over Million Arthur, the girl pressed the tip of the shaft up against the girl's womanhood entrance, prodding it for a moment before suddenly shoving it in.

Milli wanted to wonder for a moment how Cheekama knew where she had kept her "equipment" but that curious thought was washed away as the blue haired girl shoved her "CALIBER" into her nethers. The knight would have been pushed away by the force of the thrust normally, but the clones holding onto her prevented her from being pushed any more than an inch.

The clones held Milli firmly in place so she wouldn't be sent flying by their original's unskilled, but powerful thrusts. The shaft easily bulged from the blonde's stomach, stretching her wide around it as Cheekama simply thrust in with all her tsundere might. She leaned over her companion as she moved swift and hard, her gaze pulled downward from Million Arthur's head, not realizing that one of her hands had come down and gave one of her ample breasts a good squeeze.

The groping, accidental or not, caused the knight to let out a hum of pleasure in addition to her moans from the thrusting. "Ch-Cheekama...!" The blonde called out as pleasure pulsated through her body like electricity, each heavy thrust giving her a metaphorical shock.

Though she was initially ready to recoil her hand back in surprise at what she did, Cheekama only became more embarassed, causing the twin-tailed girl to thrust even harder and grope Milli's other breast as well. Her hands continued to play with her friend's chest with even more frequency, squeezing the sensitive flesh before zeroing in on the sensitive nubs, pinching and tweaking them every so often along with each thrust.

Hell hath no fury like a tsundere scorned. Milli was starting to get lost with pleasure, practically being played with and controlled like a doll under the hands of Cheekama. Her back arched as the thrusting grew more intense, her eyes rolled back a bit, and her mouth stayed open to allow a stream of moans and hums.

As the thrusts grew more fervent and Million Arthur seemed to be enjoying herself more and more, the duplicates of Cheekama found themselves affected by the display. One leaned on the other, each taking a hand off of the girl they'd been holding down, though were ultimately unsure of what to do with them. One wrapped their arm around the duplicate at their side, while another came dangerously close to returning the gesture by taking a handful of their mounds. The other two meanwhile found themselves stopping just shy of the other's lower regions, holding their hands in place by squishing their rears in their hands.

However, just as the duplicates started to toy with eachother, Milli herself reached the point of no return, her back fully arching and her mouth being forced open as pleasure overwhelmed her as she reached her orgasm. "CH-CHEEKAMAAAAAAA!"

As Million Arthur began to scream her name in pleasure, Cheekama leaned down further as she hilted inside the blonde, locking her lips over her's as she let the girl ride out her orgasm. Her voice echoed into her as she pushed her tongue inside, trying to coax out Milli's to do the same, briefly lost in the moment before she had a chance to realize what she was really doing.

Sure enough, Milli mindlessly returned the favor and pushed her tongue into Cheekama's mouth, her mind still numbed by pleasure as her orgasm started to slow down.

For a few minutes, even after the knight came down from her climax, the two girls simply laid there making out, with the Cheekama duplicates still on the cusp of starting their own fun with each other. After some time though, the original twin tails finally lifted her head up and broke this kiss, catching her breath before it finally hit her what she just did at the end. That big red blush came right back with a vengeance, and with a hurried pace, she moved to pull out of Million Arthur.

Still not fully sane and aware what Cheekama's actions implied, Milli stayed down and took deep breaths as she tried to recover from what had happened. "Cheekamaaaaa..." She absentmindedly called out as her mind was blurred and numbed.

Coming back to her own senses, the original Cheekama simply undid her strap-on and left it on the bed, moving quickly to exit the room and be on her way out. "I-I hope you've learned your lesson now! If you keep duplicating people then it's only gonna get worse, Milli." The tsundere marched off through the door and then bolted for the nearest source of cold water for her to cool her head off with... Neglecting to notice the four clones she left climbing onto the bed or pillaging the drawer full of Million's toys, handing them out as they all got ready for, as one might put it, a figurative slice of the metaphorical pie. Hubris.