Dirty Talk/Three Brats/June 12th, 2021

*chirp chirp*

Hmm, looks like they wanna meet up at Milka's place. That's the old wooden two-story building with a store on the first floor. Her family lives in the same place they work at? I find that weird, but maybe it's not that uncommon here. After all, people also work the farms they own.

I'm a little nervous about meeting them after what happened two nights ago. How can I even look Heidi in the eyes after seeing what she did with my brother?

Speak of the devil…

Are you going somewhere?

Yeah, gonna go visit my new friends.

Hmmmm…

…Why are you staring at me like that?

It's just that… *sigh*

Don't let them be a bad influence on you.

Why do you care? You creep.

Whatever.

I guess he's worried about me doing something like what Heidi did… He's never cared much about who I hang out with or what I do in my spare time, so that's a new one. I guess even that perverted blockhead is capable of concern over others.

In a sense, I appreciate that… Although at the same time… It's DEFINITELY creepy… I don't need him telling me how to live my life… I can look out for myself…

Well, if there's at least one takeaway from yesterday and this morning, it's that he thankfully doesn't suspect me of seeing what they did. I hope it stays that way. Me seeing him have sex with someone is not a discussion I'm interested in having…

Oh, leaving already?

Yeah. Are you sure you don't need help around the house today?

Oh no, I'm sure we're all tired after two days of constantly working. Let's all enjoy a nice sunny day off.

And don't forget, lunch is served at the usual time!

Yeah, yeah. See you later, mom.

Now, let's see what Milka's message says…

"Just ask for me in the store. Granny will let you into the back."

Simple enough instructions. And there's her grandmother. Small shop, so that was to be expected.

Welcome. Can I help you?

I'm looking for Milka. Is she upstairs?

Oh, so you're the one.

She's looking at me so intensely…

I should've known. You look exactly like your grandmother from when she was your age…

That's me, alright…

I guess you're a local now. Welcome to Vitsippsdalen. The door to the back is open. Just take the stairs and knock.

Thank you…

. . .

*knock knock*

Oh, there you are! Come in already!

What a nice little home… A bit eccentric, a little messy, but very condensed… I like the old-fashioned décor… That TV must be straight from the sixties though… Gotta be some kind of fire hazard…

There's something different about you…

Oh, I'm not wearing glasses today.

Yeah, that's it! Anyway, here's my room! Come in!

Good to see you again!

Thank you for having me…

At least Milka's room looks a bit more modern. Looks like just a normal girl's room to be honest. White walls, but otherwise very colorful. I don't think there's a single black surface here.

She doesn't seem to have many toys or dolls left, not that I do either, but she's got a ton of plushies. And she's got her own TV along with a gaming console in her own room? I can play on my Switch in my own room if I want to, but I don't have a TV, so it stays in the living room most of the time…

Were you busy yesterday?

As I thought, it feels a little awkward… I find it hard to just look at her knowing what she did with my brother…

To be fair, it was super awkward around my brother as well… Although I've been doing my best to avoid him… Feels like there's no avoiding these awkward feelings now…

Hello? Earth to Emilia.

O-oh, yeah… Sorry… Had a lot of work at home yesterday, organizing my new room and stuff…

Understandable, considering you just moved in. We were thinking about showing you around a bit, so you can get to know the area better. You know, a little village tour.

Would you really? That's awesome!

That actually sounds nice. Maybe it can even help this situation get a little less awkward for me.

Before that, I think we need to hear something straight from the horse's mouth!

Confession time! What did you talk about with Emilia's brother!? Why so secretive!?

…Fuck…

Milka… We talked about this…

Come on now, I think we both want you to tell us!

It's fine… Really, I'm not bothered by it anymore…

If you're not gonna start singing, I will!

Oh, I get it.

Let me guess, you already told her, didn't you?

Ehehe, quick deduction as always～ !

But you're not quite on the money!

So instead of telling her, you decided to show her instead?

And then you saw it…

I… Uh…

*sigh* It was bothering me too much… I should've not let my curiosity get the better of me… I had no idea what I was getting into… I didn't want to embarrass you or anything like that…

Embarrass me? Honestly, I'm just concerned you could be mad because I did it with your brother…

No, I'm not mad at all… Just confused…

And speaking of being mad…

Milka, you violated the pact of secrecy. Care to explain yourself?

What could you possibly mean? There's nothing to explain! She said it herself! She wanted to know and I just provided her the means!

She also said she had no idea. Honestly, you should be a little more responsible about who to reveal these secrets to. What would've you done if she was disgusted by it?

Why worry about it? It worked out in the end, didn't it? I mean, Emilia doesn't seem bothered at all! Quite the contrary!

Actually, it does bother me a little…

Alright. Since there's no point holding onto such secrets anymore, I'm going to ask you to be perfectly honest.

How did watching me have sex with your brother make you feel?

I… I was in disbelief at first…

I was confused, asking many questions in my head, trying to understand what I was seeing. I guess you could also say that I was morbidly curious because… You know… I just couldn't look away…

There was just something so … how should I put it … "Amazing" about it all…

Amazing, huh? That's an interesting way to describe it. Why not explain what you mean?

Well, it's just that I was kind of trying to insert myself, or rather, my own thoughts and beliefs into the situation…

I've known about sex for a while now, but to me, it's always just seemed a little icky, not something I was too interested in… I don't know… Maybe it's just that the whole idea makes me anxious… I've never even had a crush on a boy, so I don't know how to feel…

Yet there you were, doing all that stuff, and you looked so happy. You were having fun and feeling great, which is why it amazed me. I kind of just thought to myself that I was getting curious about it all. For the first time, I was actually getting curious about sex, but at the same time, I could never see myself trying any of it… I don't think I would be brave enough…

Your explanation kind of reminds me of myself.

Really? How so?

I learned about sex when I was quite young. Like, we're talking preschool age. I was too young to even understand it when I first saw two people do it. Growing up, I never thought of myself as interested or even brave enough, but gradually the curiosity just started getting the better of me, slowly but surely… Until I just had to try…

Try…?

Well, I was afraid to approach a boy yet… So I started by just masturbating. Have you tried it yet?

Oh gosh, this is really starting to get embarrassing now… None of my old friends back in Stockholm had the stomach to even talk about sex, yet there she is, openly talking about this stuff…

Only a little. I've always just kind of stopped after a short while because I never thought it felt THAT special.

That's probably because you stopped too early! You can't make yourself cum in a minute!

Be quiet, Milka. Let's not pressure her, okay?

I'm not pressuring her, you silly! Just some friendly advice!

…And then what? After you tried it for the first time?

Well… I learned about what kind of pleasure my body could produce, and it was nice… It felt encouraging and made me want to feel even better.

How is, erm… "coming" even supposed to feel like?

It's hard to explain. It starts subtle, with you feeling bothered… Kind of like an itch you just can't seem to scratch off, but you just continue trying anyway because you can't help it. You can't help yourself.

You start feeling better. You just yearn more and more, you want to "scratch that itch" more. Tension starts building up from deep inside your body to the tip of your clitoris.

Then, it's like an atomic bomb going off! A full-body experience of all kinds of feelings of amazing pleasure! Nothing else matters for that short period of time, which you would love to just last for all eternity!

And then, the feeling gradually starts to diminish as all your stress melts away. Its effects still linger in your body, but you begin to relax…

Honestly, all of that you could've just condensed into "fireworks".

But that's boring…

I'd say it's simple and accurate!

I'm almost afraid to ask, but does that mean that you have experience with this stuff too, Milka?

She's even worse than me! Trust me!

I think by "worse" you mean better!

But yeah, we've both been at this for a long time. We've got a lot of experience.

That's so crazy… And amazing, in a way…

Anyway, I don't want you to feel pressured to do this stuff just because you saw me do that thing. We're not telling you this because you have to join us in doing this, or anything like that. I may not be offended at you seeing me do it, and Milka may be a pervert with no regard for anyone else's privacy, but sex is a very personal thing. For me, for Milka, and for you too, Emilia. So approach these things at your own pace, okay?

Yeah, I get it.

Well, she certainly got me even more interested now… I suppose there would be no harm in me exploring my sexuality? I mean, if it feels good… I don't see what's the harm…

Thanks, by the way. For having this talk with me. I feel a little relieved… I was really afraid you'd be mad at me… Or us…

Don't worry, I don't blame you for anything.

And Milka, I may be quick to forgive, but please don't pull stupid stunts like this again. You know the rules better than anyone, so why break them?

I wasn't breaking any rules…

Yes you were. We not only have OUR privacy to uphold, but we've also got to respect the privacy of those we serve.

Yeah, yeah. Sowwy, mistress!

Could you at least try to sound sincere?

I'm so tewwibly sowwy, mistress～ !

*sigh* Whatever, I guess.

I've still got some questions, to be honest. Like, what did she mean by "those we serve" anyway? I guess she just meant my brother, as he's entitled to his privacy too I suppose…

As much as I'd love a tour by the way, I want to learn more about all this stuff you're doing, which is why I'd like to ask some questions.

Shoot away! Noting held back!

First of all, what's the deal with that symbol you wore? The one that my brother noticed on you…

Oh, you mean these? ★

They're pretty self-explanatory. They're secret symbols that some of us kids wear to say we're interested in sex. You know, got to do it quietly and subtly because it's not socially acceptable for children to have sex. Especially not with adults.

Yeah, I got that part, but I'm interested to hear where this idea comes from.

Wanna explain that part, Milka?

Sure! It actually began here, in this very village, hundreds of years ago!

You see, this area is home to two powerful and ancient spirits - or gods, depending on how you look at them - and this "game" is tied to them. First, there's Kostikki, a mischievous little god living on the mountain. Second, there's Lauhatar, a gentle and caring lake spirit. Kostikki desires to influence and corrupt the people of this land to entertain him and his desires, while Lauhatar… Well, her primary motivation can be boiled down to wanting to keep this land clean, pure, and in balance with nature.

What is she even going on about…

Now, what really IS Kostikki's desire? What is his idea of entertainment? Can you guess!?

Wellll, since we're talking about some kind of underage sex game, it's probably tied to that, right?

Yep! He used to cause a lot of trouble for the local people back in the days when he felt like he wasn't being adequately entertained, angry at people for how chastised and modest their lives had gotten. The pranks can be as innocent as blowing a mighty gust of wind to raise some humble lady's skirt or as severe as taking control of other people's minds to literally force them into perverted acts. In a nutshell, people turned towards the shaman of the local Sámi tribe to commune with Lauhatar, who in turn advised people to present Kostikki with sacrifices to please him and quell his "anger".

Sacrifice? Sounds scary…

Okay, maybe "sacrifice" isn't the right word, even though that's one way to interpret the old story. Like yeah, it was the middle ages, but no virgins or witches were sent to be burned at the stake! Instead, three young girls and boys were chosen to bear the "Star of Lauhatar", which would mark them as an offering for Kostikki in an attempt to make peace so he could stop tormenting others.

Long story short, it was a success, and Kostikki retreated back to his mountain to sleep and slumber in peace and quiet until the next summer. Ever since then, every now and then, some young sons and daughters of this land are chosen to bear the Star of Lauhatar to make sure Kostikki stays happy and entertained. And that brings us to, well… Us! We keep the tradition going!

That's the legend anyway. Nobody is actually "chosen" these days, as we "choose" to do these things on our own.

…Riiight…

It's a nice little story, but it's probably all just make-believe and superstition.

Don't say that! My granny says she was chosen back when she was young, back when there was nobody else to take the mantle! And should there not be those like us doing this willingly, Lauhatar would choose a Star-Bearer of her own!

Yeah, yeah. Sure, sure.

Still, that's quite a long story for an explanation…

That was just the short version of it.

THAT WAS THE SHORT VERSION!?

Don't wanna dwell too long on it, y'know … unless you want to, of course. I'm sure you've got more questions about how to play this game.

I sure do. I'm not even sure where to begin with all of them…

Well, we can do this two ways. We can tell you absolutely everything we know, or we can keep this as short and sweet as possible and just get on with our day. There's also a lot to show you around the village, after all!

The rules, as explained by Heidi and Milka, based on Sanni's various, biased writings:

A condensed version of the rules that leave less to interpretation:

"I'm not here for a lecture. Just give me a quick rundown."

Skip the rules entirely:

"One last question before we leave on the tour."

Dirty Talk/Three Brats/June 12th, 2021

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