I don't own Street Fighter.
STILL day 16: 6:35 AM.
...No matter how magnificent bed partners they might make... Sammy, Pammy, and Jay were STILL only in a single bed. He might have managed to get back to sleep but he could only do so for so long... especially after the CAT decided to wake him up by moving from his very comfy feet to his equally comfy face...
And he has to be honest... not exactly the 'pussy' he expected to be woken up by.
"MMGH!?" he suddenly sat up and the cat rolled down his chest onto his lap... seemingly undisturbed... or perhaps the beginnings of a 'gremlin pet'. "Bwah! Plet!" he spat out a hairball and sighed as the beautiful twins were both suddenly awake and sitting up in sync, smiling at him warmly as he stroked the purring cat's belly as it stretched on his lap... its paws extending out to push against the thick thighs of the twins adorably...
And wouldn't you know it? It's a girl cat... good to know. He gently removed her from his lap and handed her to Pammy and tried to get out of bed, but Sammy grabbed him by the shoulders and threw him back down. "Dah! Sammy!" he yelped as she yanked down his boxers, now covered with cat hair and opened her mouth, already taking him into her mouth. Slurping loudly as he squirmed at the sudden blowjob...
Apparently, they let him off earlier when he woke up to them snacking and went back to sleep. But he wasn't getting away from them now. "Haa-ahh..." he groaned as Sammy inexplicably began bobbing up and down on his rapidly hardening morning wood.
"Hmph!" Pammy glared at her sister, and put the cat down before throwing her leg suddenly over Jay's face and dropping her magnificent ass on his face... THIS was the pussy he expected to be woken up by.
"MMGH!?" Jay moaned into Pammy's body, bucking his up towards Sammy's mouth as she pressed her lips to the base of his cock again and again, lovingly licking and sucking on his member. Pammy wiggling and flexing her majestic but on Jay's face before flopping over to rub his stomach with her breasts, nuzzling at Sammy's cheek, trying to get access to Jay's dick only for Sammy to greedily inhale him again. Scoffing at her sister's attempt at getting a morning taste.
"mMMn!" Pammy growled at her sister before finally grabbing her head and yanking her off Jay's twitching cock with a wet pop, before licking at Jay's length herself and taking him into her throat. "Mmn..." humming delectably as Sammy spanked her sister's equally massive ass, making it wobble but Pammy felt no pain, especially once Jay reached up to grab her ass cheeks, trying to lift her off his face only to get another mouthful of sexy blonde pussy. Pammy's ass wobbling and wiggling side to side as her legs squeezed his head lovingly, Sammy on the other hand began drumming angrily on Pammy's rear with both hands, clearly frustrated with Pammy's sudden hogging of Jay. So she got up on the bed, swung her leg over Pammy's waist, and sat down on her.
"MMGH?!" Jay moaned into Pammy at the sudden applied weight of her twin as Sammy grabbed Pammy's long braided pigtails and began yanking on them hard as if she was riding her, jerking her head up Jay's length only for Pammy to lunge back down.
"Mmn! MMn!" Pammy's hands clutched at his testicles, squeezing out his load directly into her mouth as Jay sighed and moaned into her muffling muff. But apparently, Pammy drinking his morning load infuriated her sister, who got off Pammy and tackled her off the bed and they started fighting on the floor. Yanking at each other's hair and... well... catfighting.
"Hey! Stop that! Stop!" Jay said, yanking up his pants as the Cat watched curiously, tail flicking as Pammy got on top of Sammy and got her in a headlock. Only for Sammy to wrap her arms around her sister's waist and deliver a suplex onto the floor. "Stop that right now!" the girls continued their scrap... but he was distracted by a loud angry knock at the door. He sighed, and left the girls to their own devices wrestling on the floor and engaging in a hand lock of strength, trying to overpower each other... however they were equally matched so this was an exercise in follow.
It will keep for now. And Jay went to the door and opened it... only to freeze in curious terror.
A pair of muscular, angry looking men stood at the door, wearing furious scowls on their intimidating faces and each wearing a curious bandana on their arms, with the face of a lion upon them. They also each had a large machete on their hips.
In Swahili
"Where are the whores?" the man on the left asked as Jay stared at him confused.
"I'm... sorry? I don't understand." He replied concernedly as the man repeated himself.
"Where are the whores?!" because that's always best when someone doesn't understand your language, yell louder and angrier until they do. And he promptly grabbed Jay by the shirt, yanking on it as the second man, repeated in english.
"Where are the whores." He said as Jay blinked at him now, and then the first man before looking past them both and realizing there were at least 20 similarly dressed and armed men in the parking lot... along with a single long Limousine... and an attractive ebony-skinned woman in a chauffeur suit standing at the back door, watching with a look of distaste on her pretty, bald-headed face.
"Th-There are no whores here." Jay said honestly, and technically, accurately. The English-speaking man suddenly turned to the crowd and shouted in Swahili.
"He says there are no whores here!" the crowd, very aware of this motel and its regular clientele, laughed at this statement but the one holding onto Jay drew his machete and Jay whimpered... because he knew what was about to happen.
"I swear there are no whore's here!" he said as the man shoved him inside the room.
"Where did they go!? Tell us you foreign dog!" He snapped, followed in by the English speaking man. Because clearly a translator was needed for this oncoming interrogation...
Meanwhile, in the Limousine, the Lion of Leone was sitting in the back seat, a pair of beautiful Lionesses tending to his needs between his legs, their tongue salivating and licking at his girthy shaft... he almost looked bored with their sexual service, but he was just clearing his head and his balls before a potential ass kicking... The blonde bimbo and ebony goddess salivating on his cock was a sight to see, worshiping his member before he finally cupped the ebony goddess's head in his massive hand and pulled her onto the tip of his cock, and promptly rewarded her for her efforts with a heavy load of seed.
"MMGH!" she moaned, gulping his ropes of semen before gasping for breath, coughing slightly, and then promptly returning his flaccid member back into his pants... seconds before a body SLAMMED against the limo. The first sign of emotion appeared on The Lion's face, that of mild surprise... having his cock sucked by his lionesses was a common sight...
One of his soldiers flying from the second floor of a motel as if fired by a cannon and crashing into his limo a good forty feet away was very new and deserved to be addressed accordingly. With some interest. "...Huh."
...
Naturally, two gentlemen threatening bodily harm to Jay was going to end as well as you'd expect. The first one was hit with Sammy's cannon Drill and sent hurtling out the motel door, the second was intimately introduced to the television, smashing through the screen head first and crashing to the floor before Sammy and Pammy proceeded to make an entrance... or an exit, depending on your opinion.
They flipped and tumbled in sync through the air to land gracefully, and sexily, onto the pavement of the parking lot as the other members of The Lion's entourage stared stunned at them. Because of their beauty, mostly, also their strength and their dexterity, leaping down from the second floor...
Their asses pressed firmly together, and they both struck a mirrorlike fighting pose, back to back, facing the group with grim looks on their pretty faces. The Lion scoffed at them from his limo, and rapped his knuckles on the tinted window twice. His Chauffer upon hearing the knock cleared her throat.
"Kill them." She said bluntly as the gang members drew their machetes.
The soldier closest to Pammy released a battle cry and tried to remove her pretty head, however, Pammy bent backward as Sammy bent forward. He whiffed completely as her leg then rose up behind him and kicked the back of his head sending him to the pavement. Her foot dropped to the ground, she twisted, and KICKED the next one, sending him flying back into other charging gangsters.
Sammy, no longer supporting Pammy threw herself forward, bending her arms before springing forward and throwing both feet forward and landing her heels on an unlucky (debatable) gangster's face, before sending him to the pavement as another tried to chop her, swinging his machete down only for her foot to rise up and kick his wrist, sending the blade flying away before the second foot came up and kicked him in the jaw. She lifted him into the air, doing a backflip, and landing on the ground with a groan as she took a step forward and cannon drilled into another as Pammy proceeded to cannon spike another.
Jay looked on in horror, clinging to the Cat in his hands as he watched Sammy and Pammy decimate their attacks, he couldn't help but feel sorry for them... but watching his girls sweating and glistening in the sun as they danced about the battlefield WAS pretty damn hot... the gangsters were tougher then they looked, all of them, even the one who was sent flying into the car, all managed to get back up at least once before they were sent groaning to the parking lot.
Knock. "STOP!" the woman spoke in Swahili again and the gangsters gratefully stopped trying to kill the two hookers. And Knock-Knock. KNOCK... the limo seemed to rattle with that last knock and the woman grabbed the handle, and opened the door.
The Lion's custom made 13-inch alligator combat boot (that he literally got the materials for himself) hit the pavement like a psychological thunderbolt. He pulled himself out from the car, resting his huge hand on the hood briefly. Jay stared at him, briefly in awe as the Cat mewled in his hands. Completely uninterested in the massive almost 7-foot-tall muscular bald man, wearing a red coat with fur trimming, exposing his 6-pack abdominals and marble sculpted pectorals, he didn't wear a shirt, but he did wear dark black pants with an alligator belt... from yes, that very same alligator.
He then held out his arms, as if to give someone a big bear hug, and the two women in the limo along with the Chauffer, carefully removed his coat, tossing it into the limo. Once it was removed, he began to approach the twins as they stood side by side once more, striking up their back to back fighting stance again as he rubbed his right wrist, then his left.
"You two will make fine Lionesses." He said lecherously, flexing his fingers, popping his joints before clenching them into fists as big as the girls' generous breasts. "After I'm done breaking you." He raised his fists up, striking a boxing-like stance. The girls stared at him, rather curious as he sniffed, then his arms suddenly spread apart, making him briefly look like a bird, his chest expanding as he took a deep breath "Lion's-!" and he threw his head forward, "ROAR!!"
A blast of ki in the shape of a roaring lion lunged towards the girls who quickly split apart as it slammed against the motel wall and left a circular hole in it. Sammy and Pammy rolled, "Lion's Rush!" he suddenly charged forward towards Sammy, his fists suddenly crashing towards each other, like the jaw of a lion trying to clamp down. Sammy just barely managed to avoid the thunderous crash of his knuckles... Pammy swinging her leg out of nowhere at The Lion's head, only for him to raise his powerful upper arm, blocking the blow, swinging his leg up towards Sammy as if trying to kick a soccer ball. Both beauties dodged or leaped away, landing together and frowning at him.
The Lion of Leone growled, slapping his face with both hands before roaring like an animal. "Angry Lion!" dragging his fists on the ground, through the pavement he rushed forward with a charge and tried to deliver a devastating double uppercut to the girls. He missed, but then he clutched his hands together, and swung them down together like a hammer.
He missed, and the girls kicked him in the chest and used it to leap away again. Looking extremely confused as The Lion of Leone sniffed, dusting his hand on his chest and looking bored. "All looks. No substance." He briefly chanced a glanced up at Jay, who squeaked nervously. The Lion's eyes narrowed, and then he leaped grabbing the railing he easily hauled himself onto the second floor as he approached Jay ominously.
The girls were suddenly just... THERE. Looking positively venomous.
Furiously Sammy and Pammy appeared in front and behind The Lion, as if they teleported, he scoffed, but smirked as both girls suddenly attacked, using his arms and legs he valiantly held them off. Their legs swinging and lunging in a deadly ballet dance... they were actually making him sweat now... They cannon drilled, switching places before both delivered a HEAVY blow to his abs. "HAAGH!?" He flinched... THAT actually hurt. "URGH!?" he snarled as the girls came back around, throwing their legs at him. "ENOUGH!" he caught their legs and suddenly leaped from the second floor. Dragging the girls with him awkwardly.
"Girls!" Jay yelped, looking around for some way to help as he swung them BOTH down onto the ground.
"MEW..." the Cat crooned...
...Well... Why not?
"HEY!" he shouted as The Lion blinked dismissively up at him... only to get a furry ball of rage tossed at him.
"ARGH!?!"
"RAOR!!" it hiss and spat, clawing at his marbled face before leaping onto Pammy's stomach, hissing protectively at the Bleeding Lion as he snarled at it. And raised it's foot to stomp on the girls-
Something suddenly rushed towards him and hit him directly in the chest, knocking him off his feet and away from the girls. "WHAT?!"
A man in camo pants, a green tank top, two sets of dog tags, and with a very distracting blown-up hairstyle, combed his hair and slipped the comb back into his pocket, along with his sunglasses. "Hey." He said coolly. "...How about you fight somebody your own size?" he said coldly as the Lion glared at the muscular man spat on the ground and rushed him as he struck a special force fighting stance... then he crouched down...
"FLASH KICK!"
And did a full flip, kicking the Lion of Leone HARD in the jaw with the heel of his combat boot. Landing on his feet as he knocked the Lion down.
"Ooorguh..."
He glanced down at him, his eyes rolling in his head as he eyed the girls, Pammy stroking the completely composed Cat, then up at the young man looking back at him in awe. "...Hello. I'm Colonel Guile of the United States air force." He declared confidently before eying the girls. "...I'd like to have a few words with you two." he said as Jay raised his hand.
"Um... Sir? They... Uh... they don't talk?" Colonel Guile cocked an eyebrow at him, before replying firmly.
"...Then I'd like to have a word with YOU, son." he said commandingly as Jay nervously gulped. "Somebody, is going to start talking." He said, "...And I just knocked his ass out." He replied, gesturing to the Lion of Leone.
End