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Knock Knock.
"Delivery!"
We were at The Mighty Endowed's apartment, it was early, and she was relaxing on her couch in shorts and a loose but somehow still tight t-shirt… She HAD been waiting on Lucy to come over and give her a massage/light workout… but now she was apparently getting a delivery she was already expecting…
The Mighty Endowed sighed as a trio of boxes was shoved into her apartment living room. "OKAY.' Mumbled the delivery man, tall, burly, and a little rounded in the middle. "That's a delivery for… uh… man that's some handwriting, can you read that?" he asked, and for the first time noticed the magnificently gigantic orbs threatening to burst out of her shirt. "…I love this route." He mumbled under his breath.
Mighty either ignored him or took it in stride along with the electronic signature device from his hand, writing her name and smiling at him politely. "Thank you." She said, before shutting the door in his face. She sighed, and looked over the boxes…
There were from her parent's old house. They were moving to a more manageable location closer to her sister and her family, so they shipped her some old mementos that she may or may not want. Since her parents were such packrats it was surprising but they also could just legitimately not have room for it. It was really just old clothes, a few old trophies, some old fantasy or sci-fi novels she read in high school… "Oh…" getting to the clothes box she opened it up and laughed as she removed what was clearly her old karate Gi.
"Oh wow." She gasped, admiring it for a minute and, sure enough, there was the rest of it along with her various colored belts. Somewhere in her apartment was her old black belt, but since she didn't feel like looking for it and Lucy was late… well…
5 minutes later she was wrapping her old brown belt around her waist, trying to close the Gi which was… well it was a fantasy that she thought she could fit into her old karate uniform. Unsurprisingly her breasts were at fault, holding the top mostly open even as she tied off the belt. Her Gi could barely contain her mountainous mammaries, and the pants once upon a time loose and kinda breezey were TIGHT on her lower body… more like something she'd wear at Superbabes than something she'd wear to a dojo.
She looked fucking sexy, but she'd actually need someone to tell her that because now she felt kinda silly. The good kind of silly she was having fun throwing on her old GI… in fact it was kinda giving her ideas to just buy a larger version of it and mount it on her wall with her old trophies… and she'd have to go looking for her old black belt. However, before she could ponder it further-
"Sorry I'm late." Said Lucy quickly marching in, the luscious Latina dressed in her traditional sports bra, tight pants and sneakers, quickly tossed her duffle aside and kicked off said sneakers without stopping and approached her. "My car didn't want to start, so I'm running to all my appointments. I'm sure that's fiiine." She trailed off then smiled once she realized that Mighty Endowed was playing dress up. "That's not the only thing that's fine, what are you doing?"
"I was reminiscing."
"Well, it looks cute." She replied teasingly, limbering herself up even though she probably ran up the stairs instead of taking the elevators as she had a glow.
"My breasts are practically spilling out of the top." Replied Mighty rather exasperatedly, "If I wasn't wearing a custom sports bra, that would be the case." Lucy 'tested' that theory by 'bouncing' Mighty's Mighty breasts in her hands.
"Hmm… seems to fit." She teased as Mighty Endowed rolled her eyes. Mighty Endowed undid her belt and let the Gi open before throwing it off her body and onto the couch. "What's with the suit anyway?"
"I parents are moving closer to the grandkids and they asked me if I wanted this stuff." She tried wiggling out of the pants. "Knowing full well that I'd get nostalgic over it. Probably."
"Well I bet they didn't expect you to try putting it on!" chuckled Lucy. "When was the last time you tried wearing this?"
"I can't even remember it's been years I'm surprised they still have it. Not like it fits me properly anymore."
"Well now that you're feeling limber we might as well get to it." she yawned, "We both have a shift tonight." Mighty Endowed sighed.
"Oh don't remind me." Her shoulders were already aching as she lay face down on the couch, and felt Lucy start to massage her. "I'm supposed to have day off today but Jackie apparently got sick." Lucy shrugged and got Mighty Endowed to moan contentedly as she applied subtle but pleasant pressure to her back. "…Oh god…" she sighed as Lucy worked her physical fitness magic.
"That's usually how it goes." Lucy noted, then hesitated for a second rubbing Mighty Endowed's back. "…You do know that you're going to end up doing something particularly kinky because you're taking her place right?"
Mighty Endowed, somewhere between relaxed and tense… went back to tense. "Oh… great. I wasn't thinking about that until now Lucy, thanks." She sighed, blowing her strawberry blonde hair from her face as she lay facedown on the couch.
"I did not mean to do that." she said sheepishly, "It's just usually how all this works out. I mean it happens all the time."
"Stooop. Now I'm going to be thinking about it all day..." grumbled Mighty Endowed sadly.
"I'm sure it's going to be something fetish-y." Lucy replied, trying to comfort and it wasn't exactly helping. "Like a gokkun or a gangbang, or some sort of Grace thing with young versions… or some combination of all of them…"
"You are not helping!" Mighty Endowed replied but groaned as Lucy inevitably helped her back. "Mmmngh…. You're kinda helping."
"Let's see how you feel after we do our workout." Chuckled Lucy sheepishly. "Get your mind OFF." she put some extra pressure on her, "-the obviously kinky things Orders is going to have you do tonight."
"Lucy…" moaned Mighty as Lucy flinched apologetically.
"Sorry! My bad… I'm just so used to it, it doesn't bother me anymore."
"Oh of course it doesn't, you're Lucy." Declared Mighty Endowed practically. "When did it EVER bother you?"
"…That is fair." She said slowly, "Okay… let's get to the warm up." She said, getting off of Mighty Endowed. "I'll try to not make you too sore. I'll leave that for later." She added with a charming if not a little cheeky grin.
"Lucy." Groaned Mighty Endowed before getting off the couch, "Not helping."
Later that night at Superbabes.
Mighty Endowed filled her suit and strutted out of the locker rooms as Orders lazily did her sudoku today. Straight-back and wobbling as she stood at the counter, eyeing Orders suspiciously as the floor was already filled with babes and client. "Okay. So… why me?" she asked abruptly as Orders glanced up from her sudoku… then she shrugged.
"You were the most available." Orders replied simply.
Mighty Endowed stared at Orders suspiciously, "That's all?"
"You're also the most visibly appealing replacement." Mighty Endowed sighed heavily, her breasts heaving noticeably.
"Great…"
"It's not so bad being a replacement for Batgirl." Replied Orders going back to her sudoku, "You might even enjoy it." she sensed Mighty Endowed's look rather than saw it. "…A stretch, certainly, but the alternatives are usually much more vigorous…" Orders then tapped her sudoku, adding before reaching for the phone. "Usually they're stickier."
Time: 9:12 PM. Place: Gotham (Superbabes)
"Superbabes, We deliver."
"Is Batgirl available?"
"Not tonight, but we have a suitable substitution."
"Then I will take that and everything involved."
"Very well, a Mighty Endowed Meal delivered by Mighty Endowed. We expect her back within 60 minutes or less or the police will be informed. You will be charged upon completion of delivery. Name and address please."
Meanwhile
Orders hung up the phone and finished writing the receipt, before tearing it off and handing it to Mighty Endowed. "Here it's one of Batgirl's regulars." But The Mighty Endowed hesitated looking at Orders with some concern.
"…Orders I agree to do a lot for this job, sometimes surprisingly so. But how do you think that I could be a replacement for Jackie?" she asked with some mild disgust. It wasn't a hidden fact, Batgirl was notorious for drinking semen of all flavors and ALL of her regulars knew this… and maybe once or twice a NIGHT was Mighty Endowed's limit.
"Batgirl has gimmick. I exploit it. This is a similar… situation." Orders noted as the food slid across the counter. "But not exactly what is acquired for the job, you also have a gimmick." Orders pushed the bag toward her. "One that will fit this situation."
"You're not going to tell me, are you?" Mighty Endowed mumbled softly as Orders shrugged.
"Why spoil the surprise? That's what makes most of this interesting for you girls." She replied almost sarcastically as her purple-eyes flashed. "…Do you want a guarantee? You don't have to guzzle cum if you don't want to. I promise as soon as you walk into the door what they expected out of Batgirl won't even occur to them."
"That's not nearly as comforting but it does make me curious…" she mumbled, "…In a morbid way." Taking the box from the counter and heading out the back door to the company car, eyeing the receipt, hesitating, but then continuing anyway to the car…
Doragon-Ken Dojo. She's never been here before, but they were a fairly famous martial art 'franchise' with multiple dojos. She didn't study their 'style' she studied Shotokan-ryu… but this place didn't look much like a dojo it look more like a small arena… which as she parked the car in the mostly empty lot, she justified that yes it could in fact be an arena. Officially.
She got out of the car, curiously looking around but then approaching the front double glass doors… there was a small light on inside lighting up the reception desk but not much else but she COULD see half a dozen pairs of shoes nestled quietly on a shoe rack barely out of the light. She saw the padded floor of the dojo and a few accolades but not much else. Not even a lookout… but she raised her hand and rattled it loudly on the glass.
"Superbabes?"
Time: 9:34 PM. Place: Upper East Gotham (Doragon-Ken Dojo.)
"Special Delivery Service?" she asked, and pressed her face (and her breasts) to the glass. "…Hello?" she frowned softly, trying to look into the dojo and looked down at her receipt to make sure the place was the right address… and it was, before raising her fist to knock again only to jump in surprise, her movements, of course, making her girls jiggle pleasantly for the average looking older man under the lone light inside the building.
He was tall, he was broad, and he had Asian features and flecks of grey in his hair… he was also wearing a karate gi, and black belt. He gazed at her silently behind the glass with a look of 'Oh my' on his face as he noticed her generous assets. If you were going to imagine a stereotypical martial arts master it would probably look like him… and he was a master she could tell by the belt. He approached the door and unlocked it. Stepping aside.
"Come in." he said, "…Please-" he began as she entered and removed her boots. "…Take off your shoes." He noted somewhat respectfully despite gazing noticeably at her cleavage… but who could resist? The sheer size of them was something to be admired, not to mention her gravity-defying prowess. "…Follow me." He noted again leading her across the padded floor of the training area and towards the back where the communal showers and training room would be.
"…Hold on." She said as he reached the back door. "…Batgirl is a regular?" she asked as he raised an eyebrow at her.
"In a sense. Yes… she was very helpful with our little tradition." She raised an eyebrow at that but he continued. "She was very enthusiastic. Is that a problem?"
"No. I'm just trying to get a handle on what exactly I'm supposed to do…" she said, putting the food down on a raised stage. "She and I don't exactly share the same tastes…" he stared at her plainly, barely raising an eyebrow. "…She guzzles semen like a milkshake?"
The man actually laughed and nodded before giving her a simple. "Fair." But he took a breath and said, "But… no that's not what you're here to do, specifically. It was more of a… bonus. Tell me, Do you know what a bukkake is?" Mighty Endowed stared at him as if he asked her a very STUPID question. "I won't bore you with the history lesson then." He added, "But we have something of a tradition in this dojo."
"Is it because it's Gotham?" she asked as he seemed to hesitate.
"…No it's because our founder was a pretty massive pervert, and believed old sex legends." He added straight-faced, she could believe it. "…They say every team has a good luck ritual and this is ours. All you really have to do is sit on the mat and… look very pretty." He said with a shrug, "So far you're half done." He said absently with a deep but goofy chuckle. "Ha-ha-ha-ha!" he coughed and tilted his head door. Before opening it…
"Should I take my clothes off first?" she asked absently as he walked in.
"You probably should but with more… enthusiasm." She followed him in and was surrounded by half a dozen, MASSIVE and naked Asian men, and one dark-skinned guy, Brazilian maybe.
"Sono oppai o mitekudasai!" one of them declared to the excitement of the group.
Look at the tits on that one!
"Settle down." Declared the master/sensei/instructor, she wasn't sure what to call him but she walked down the row of naked men, that led to a lone and clearly previously stained mat set in the middle of the shower stall right behind the drain.
"Chitchakute kawaii Nekomusumedesu." Chuckled one of the tallest ones.
She's a cute little cat girl.
She stood on the cum stained mat and shoulder to shoulder they trapped her in the stall… half a dozen throbbing erections of various sizes were directed toward her as they gazed openly at her wobbling breasts, heaving with her nervousness.
"Just kneel down right on that mat and we'll get started…"
"Give us a little show first." Grinned the only non-asian man in the room. Mighty Endowed took a breath as one by one the grabbed their erections, watching as she reached out to either side of the stall, grabbing the 'privacy' dividers, and swaying her hips, slowly at first before elaborately popping her hips. They cheered eagerly as she danced, she leaned forward and let her breasts bounce with her movement.
"Boingu! Boingu!" cheered one of them as they laughed excitedly.
Boing! Boing!
She continued popping her hips for a few more minutes, they seemed to be happy enough with just watching her massive breasts bouncing up and down before she stood upright, then began removing her suit. There was an OOH of excitement as her tits were freed, springing from her suit as she flopped them enticingly about on her chest and removed the rest of her suit inch by inch, sliding it down her body slowly as she finally pushed it to the floor, completely naked to their excitement.
She did a little turn in the shower, showing them her whole body but they were CLEARLY more interested in her massive mammaries, springing them together with her arms as they openly began stroking their throbbing lengths. Slipping her left arm between her glorious breasts and showing them that she could engulf just about any size between them… before finally she bit the bullet and kneeled before them on the cum stained matt. Wondering just how much if it was because of Batgirl… But she sat on her knees and wrapped her arms under her massive, MASSIVE tits… lifting them up to make a big shelf of flesh as she tilted her head back, shaking her hair from her face as she waited.
One by one they loomed around her, silently and eagerly stroking themselves as their cocks loomed closer to her. their masculine, sweaty scent overwhelming her. Their sweat and musk were palpable they must have just finished sparring, or exercising… they didn't even bother to shower as she closed her eyes, and lifted her breasts slowly up and down, bouncing them beneath the group as she waited for the first salty load to shoot all over her. She uncrossed her arms, but held her tits up with her hands, sliding them from beneath her breasts to cover her nipples before squeezing them firmly together so they almost bulged over her arms as she looked around…
"Ugh!" The first load roped across her tits, once, twice, three times a hot sticky streak splattered onto her chin but mostly her chest. He sighed happily but didn't really move anywhere. In fact, once shooter number two started to burst, splattering a majority of her left tit, they both started masturbating again.
"MMN…" she moaned softly, biting her bottom lip before lightly bouncing her big breasts together, making the thick streaks of cum dance on her fleshy orbs before the third and fourth loads splattered onto her cleavage almost simultaneously. "Haah!" she gasped softly, panting as they groaned but quickly caught their breaths and started jerking off once more… they hardly seemed to wait as the last two coated her. Semen coated the top half of her heavy breasts, much of it oozing into her cleavage as she continued to sit still waiting for them to ejaculate upon her and honestly they didn't need the subtle encouragement of her jiggling her breasts to do so.
The first one was already shooting another load onto her chest, but this time he aimed higher, getting her right cheek. "Keep going boys, don't stop until you get enough." Declared their master, hardly even paying attention as the team cheered excitedly… And number 4 shot his load to join the rest pooling on her chest.
"Oooh…" she gasped as number 3 released another hot load. Onto her tits… it was starting to look like 'mountainous' could now thoroughly describe her tits judging by the snow covering them. More and more cum shot from their cocks, ever flowing and hardly limp for half a second before another wad splattered onto her cleavage, hot and warm, dripping between her chest, and down her stomach there was just so much… no wonder Jackie was a regular.
"You're not being traditional boys… her breasts are covered." The master noted dismissively, but there was a sense of warning in his tone…
"Wha-oh…" she mumbled as the dark-skinned student, grinning, finally shot his load right between her eyes. "Hah." She gasped, which was a 'mistake' in the sense that now that her mouth was open the boys treated it like a target worth a hundred points. One, two, three of them shot their loads into so rapidly and quickly into her mouth she coughed, spluttering it back out, dribbling down her lips to join the REST of the cum in her cleavage but now she kept her mouth open. The pool of foul sticky viscous oozed on her tongue as another load coated her face.
…They were practically URINATING their semen onto her, it was thick and gooey but now they were exhausting themselves, spraying meager loads of their cum onto her face, into her mouth, and of course, on her tits… her eyes were sealed shut with cum, her mouth hanging open as she had to breath through it. Her nose was coated with cum she had to keep snorting it out with bursts of air only for MORE to spray onto it, practically sealing her orifices with man cream. Her tongue lolled from her lips, letting drool and cum ooze onto her cleavage before tasting their loads once again crisscrossing over her skin.
She couldn't even tell if they were still jerking off, sitting submissively on the sticky matt as cum pooled or dripped down her body, it was everywhere now. On her knees, on her stomach, despite the main focus of their ejaculation being her tits and face there was no avoiding the sheer AMOUNT sprayed onto her. And it just seemed to keep coming… she jumped and jiggled with more and more surprise shots of cum splattering on her skin now that she couldn't see it cumming…
"Haah…" but, one by one… they slowly stopped. The last one, grunting and groaning right next to her, humping the air over her head released a meager oozing load with a dramatic cry that oozed out of his tip and feebly onto her forehead. Shaking his length, and flinging flecks of his cum onto her. "Wow." He managed out tiredly…
She panted softly, and snorted cum away from her nose again before she heard, "rub it into your body". She hesitated but ran her hands over her tits, rubbing it slowly onto her skin, no longer holding her tits in place the 'dam' that was her cleavage burst sending it further down her stomach and chest. She lifted and dropped her chest, rubbing and smearing their hot sticky loads on her body as she tried rubbing it from her face but to little avail, so she rubbed it in, leaning back and exposing her fully to them before lying back on the cold floor.
…mostly because her tits were so heavy she accidentally lost her balance and flopped down. But she continued to rub their cum onto their skin, gliding her hands up her stomach back to her breasts to slap and bounce them together. Wetly echoing around the bathroom as they watched her display her body like a work of art…
Then one of them shot another load onto her, then another, and another… like they were trying to drown her in cum. Once each of them had a last shot onto her she breathed a heavy sigh, and groaned at the taste in her mouth and the smell overwhelming her nostrils… and while she was just a little intoxicated, or at the very least lacking fresh oxygen, she probably wasn't going to start thinking about any new sexual addictions anytime soon.
"…I think we're empty Sensei." Declared one of them as 'Sensei' chuckled.
"I've been trying for the last few minutes and I can't cum any harder on those things." Breathed another. Watching her mechanically massaging her tits together as he added. "No matter how much I want to."
"Well then. Bow."
"Thank you for your service." They said unitedly, bowing 'respectfully' over her naked body as she blew a bubble a cum from her lips. Then as if she didn't even exist they turned around and walked away from her, chatting lazily to each other as Mighty Endowed rolled over and pushed off the floor, climbing the wall blind until she crawled along the wall and found the shower knobs, turning them on and taking a face full of cleansing hot water right to the face and tits.
She gargled, and spluttered, and spent a very LONG moment hosing her face until she could actually open her eyes again. Finding a bottle of liquid soap she quickly washed and scrubbed at her face. Finally, other than the sudden smell of Irish spring, she could smell it again without being overwhelmed with the fluids of six different men. Not able to see she worked on her breasts now, coating them liberally with soap and scrubbing.
"We have you for the hour don't we?" asked the Sensai as she just finished polishing her breasts clean… which was a scrubbing feat unto itself.
"Yes. Technically, though I don't know-" she turned and saw him naked and hard, sighing softly. "…Know how long I've been here." She added but then he just gave her a smirk.
"…Would you mind terribly helping me with this?" he gestured to his cock as she stared at it.
"You couldn't have asked that before I showered?" she asked almost humorously before she knelt down.
"I normally don't participate, this is for the students after all… but how could I resist?" he asked, his cock throbbing toward her face and she cupped her breasts, wrapping them around his erection as he sighed, pouring more soap onto her cleavage. 'Haah…" he sighed, contentedly as her hot titty hug squeezed her girth, stroking him easily and mechanically up and down, bouncing her tits off his hips. As he steadily pumped them forward…
Perhaps he was more aroused than he made himself out to be or much more likely her tits were just that magnificent, but his erection seemingly grew between her cleavage as she steadily, firmly pushed them together slapping them on his waist. Fap Fap Fap. His hands grabbed at her breasts.
"These are very soft." He said simply before treating them as if they weren't, pounding them rapidly with a jackhammering rapidly against her soft flesh as she gasped and whimpered encouragingly feeling him throb and his tip ooze pre-cum even through the soap and water, his tip just barely peaking through her chest, just enough for a nice healthy cumshot to jump free of her cleavage and get a free shot to splatter beneath her chin.
"MMn…" she jumped and closed her eyes, feeling YET ANOTHER hot load of cum on her skin. She sighed, then smiled prettily up at him as he pulled himself limply from her breasts, but left a final goodbye with another rope shot directly between her warm titty hug before slipping limply from her 'grip'. "…Should I clean up now or are you just going to make a mess on me again?" she cooed indignantly, but it was still kinda hot, especially as she squeezed her gooey tits again for emphasis.
"That was most agreeable. Thank you." He replied cheerfully. Then stepped away, allowing her to once against wash herself. But at least this time she didn't have an audience so Superbabes shower Shenanigans were kept to a minimum. She showered for at least a good five minutes, her body now squeaky clean with only a small hint of semen still reaching her nostrils but she might just have cum up her nose again…
But she stopped showering, and grabbed a complimentary towel from a pile… it was cute it was white with a little black stripe in the middle, like a karate towel. She dried herself off, and looked around… she was completely alone in the shower… these guys were acting more like Ninja than karateka. But she hung up the towel on a shower divider then grabbed her suit stuffing her body back into it…
She will always appreciate stretchy clothes at this point in her life.
She dried her hair with a fresh towel and walked out of the showers to find the students sitting in the seiza position. All of them redressed in Gi's. The Sensai, he was holding a significant stack of bills and once she approached them he handed them to her, bowing his head politely. Before then picking up the food bag.
"Alright! Who wants dinner!"
"YOSH!" they cheered as he quickly added.
"Pair up!" he shouted as they quickly faced each other. "Bow!" they bowed. "Hajime!" and then they started sparring. He nodded politely to Mighty Endowed. "Do you need me to see you out?" he asked politely but she made her own way, grabbing her boots on the way out, before bowing respectfully… her big breasts hanging majestically beneath her, as she turned around and walked back to the car.
She sat in the driver's seat, and looked in the mirror before rolling her eyes and turning on the ignition. "My job gets weirder and weirder…" then backing up, she drove back into traffic and back towards Superbabes.
Time: 10:13 PM. Place: Gotham (Superbabes)
"I'm having a real tough time figuring out why send Bessie to do a Jackie job." Declared Sierra lazily, "I mean don't get me wrong, I'm glad I tied Jackie down to her bed in the apartment to make her rest. But if anything you should've sent Lucy, or Veronica. Or I don't know go for Helen she's right over there…" she then gestured to the ex-marine shooting pool with Jae-Hwa.
"Lucia had other commitments today that didn't involve having sex but it probably will." Orders noted, "Veronica is somewhere in Spain with the bulls running from her."
"Don't you mean-"
"I know what I said." Orders replied frankly and once again didn't elaborate, "And Helena's already did a thing the other day." She glanced up, letting her purple eyes flash before returning to sudoku. "Sometimes it's not about performance it's just the appeal."
"Appeal?" smiled Sierra charmingly, who had PLENTY of 'appeal' no question.
"That is what I said." She replied as Bessie returned and put the significant sum of cash on the counter for Orders to sort. "Welcome back Elizabeth. Now that wasn't so bad, now was it?"
"All things considered no." she noted, "Makes me want to go back and take a couple of classes if I can find a gi that fits me. She hesitated, "Buuut I probably won't go back there. It might be awkward… not to mention I have to find my old black belt."
"What black belt?" asked Sierra surprised.
"My old Karate Black Belt." Bessie replied gesturing to her waist with an amused smile. "They usually go around here…" she joked
"You were a black belt in Karate?" replied Sierra, surprised at the knowledge.
"Shotokan-ryu." Orders provided casually.
"That sounds so cool and I believe you, but I don't believe you." Sierra replied cheekily, standing beside Bessie as if trying to compare bust sizes again. Bessie was the biggest, Sierra was a close second… but unfortunately at the same time nowhere close.
"Well, I'd be able to prove it if I could just find my belt." Sierra added.
"Check your closet, top shelf, in a box marked stuffed animals." Bessie blinked at her. "Clairvoyant." She added without looking at them almost as an afterthought. "In fact ask Lucia to do it she's in the area. She'll appreciate the workout climbing up your fire escape." They both looked at her and she added quickly. "She doesn't have a key to your apartment remember? Trust me it makes sense in context and she's going to be too tired to head home tonight so she needs a couch."
"Is it me?" Sierra smiled, "Or are you trying to get us all to live together like one big happy family?"
"Do you have any idea how hard it is to keep track of over forty girls in DIFFERENT living conditions?" Orders replied snippily, "But no, I'm not…" she absently finished her sudoku. "But if you don't, she's just going to get into an accident and have to take a couple of weeks rehabilitating herself."
"You…" Bessie hesitated, and the other girls stared at Orders aghast. "…Are you serious?"
"If I say yes, are you going to say no?" Bessie stared at her surprised as Orders gave her a smirk, "…Would you like me to call her?"
"…Please." Sighed Bessie defeatedly. "You don't want her to move in with ME do you?"
"I couldn't get her too if I tried." Orders replied casually already texting Lucy instructions. "She might not spend a lot of time in that apartment of hers, but she absolutely loves it."
"…You know, you're very weird Orders." Replied Bessie, "I'm going to take another bath, I still feel covered in semen."
"I think I'm relatively normal all things considered." Orders replied absently. Once Bessie was in the locker room however Sierra asked curiously.
"…What would happen to Lucy if she didn't sleep at Bessie's tonight?"
"She gets a nasty cut on her face that requires stitches." Orders grumbled, "…Got to protect the money maker."
"Oh of course." Sierra replied sarcastically.
"She can also massage Elizabeth tonight she's going to have a LOT of work…" she added dismissively as Sierra sighed, shrugged, and walked away… sometimes it was best not to think about it.
End
Based on a donation from Vitamin Dad for the Premium Content II submissions, one of them anyway he had a lot I think. I was going to have a more... physical interaction but I went the whole bukkake route. I read somewhere once that bukkake originated from a fisherman's ritual of taking a woman from the village, and then they circle jerk onto her face... I wish that's a joke but I can't find any reference to the legend so maybe I'm just crazy.
Also Shotokan-Ryu is an actual fighting style of karate, Doragon-Ken is not... at least as far as I'm aware.