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(Setting) The Alchoholic's Secret
| >A person wearing a large red coat, and covered in bandages enters the place
"Hey fellas!"
>They turn to the catpantygurls
"My god... It-its beautiful"
| >a voice emmenates from the pile
"Hi"
>The pile shifts, and suddenly they all stand up, revealing that it was *actually* countless smoller catpanty gurls!
>they all run towards Falschen
| >She opens her arms, letting herself get slowed up by the panty gurls
"Mind the woun- oooohhhhhh"
| >It feels amazing, like you're drowning in a sea of the finest, softest silk you've ever felt
"Feels great doesn't it?
| "hmnfhfhf"
>Comes the muffled voice of a blissfull Falschen from within the panties
| >Johnson walks in, already buzzed from his previous bar hops.
"What."
| >Dahk gets up, mildly naked
"Whatn you never seen a pantygurl evolve the ability to divide her control up into numerous smaller panty clones that are also cat gurls?"
| "No, and I'm not nearly drunk enough for this."
>And promptly so, in one swift motion, Johnson pulls out a bottle of rum, opens it, and begins drinking it all in one go.
| >Falschen groans from within
"Is the clothes pulling norhnnfnfhfhfh"
>Boisterous laughter follows
| "Hey fal? are you still wearing panties? you know what would happen
>Dahk leans on the pile
| >Falschen is laughing and suddenly rises from the hordes, wearing nothing but the red coat and a t-shirt along with her mask
"That's assuming I would wear something like panties on a regular basis"
| "AW HELL YEAH, THIS GURL GETS IT"
>Dahk goes in for a highfive
"So how's your pantygurl doing? maybe tsuya can teach her some new tricks~"
| >in a orange flash cyrus appears with a box of donuts
Hey i brought donu-bwhaaat teh shiiii
>he says after witnessing the cat-tastrophe
| >Johnson has taken his drinking outside, thinking he came to wrong place. He finishes his bottle, and smashes it over his own head.
"Woo!"
| >>216593
>Falschen high fives you, with IMMENSE strenght
"Hell yeah fella, but the panty gurl huh, she was sleeping with my daughter when I left seems Yui loves her a whole lot"
>She turns to Johnson and stops moving
"Oh, hi huh, well this is awkward"
| >the pile moved to cover up Fal and dahk from lischentious eyes
"Hey dahk, can we test out Orgy mode?"
"..."
| >Fal suddenly raises her arms
"Woah, woah, hold on now"
>She looks at Dahk
"Are they all this horny... God this is just something fella"
| Imma just uh ju-just leave now...
>cyrus places the donut box on a table and runs away
| >Dahk groans
"Arphodisiac *IS* in their blood..."
| >>216620
"Now that you mention it..."
>Falschen says, deadpan
"But sorry, I'm a Dad, if Yui knew I was here doing lewd things, just imagine the scolding I would get!"
| >The pile nods
"Alright! We'll just keep snuggling then!"
| >Johnson walks back in, glad things did not get more lewd.
"This is the Alcoholic's secret, right?"
| >Falschen snuggles and returns to the mass
"Comfy~"
| >Vizo the bartender nods
"Yes, would you like something?"
| "I'll have some water and some painkillers."
>Johnson take a seat at a stool, only observing the pantyfest.
| >>216655
(He can probably join in, but he likes to keep to himself. And fight gangers and llamas.)
| >>216663
>The lilim nods, bringing out some bottles and a syringe, as well of a glass of water
>Meanwhile,Dahk grabs tsuya and puts her in a headlock, causing the pantycatgurl pile to stop moving
| >>216671
"Thanks. So who's the owner?"
>Johnson takes his pills and water, and puts away the syringe in his jacket.
| >A certain officer staggers in wearing her usual greatcoat and peaked cap. She seems to be assisted with walking by a smol wearing the same uniform with black and white striped hair.
| >>216674
>Dahk speaks offhandly
"Me, technically don't open it much."
>Tsuya sees the officer and waves
"Hii! how's it going officer? want a drink?"
| "So uh... What's this?"
>Johnson points to the multitude of Panty-cat-gurls. PCGs, if you will.
| >>216696
>Dahk mumbles
"Tsuya here thoughr it would be funny if she took the form of a few dozen catgurls..."
| >>216687
>Ferris takes a seat waving hello
"Sure. Nothing alcoholic though, won't mix with the meds well"
>She looks to the smol officer with her, then to Tsuya
"Came here with a few questions"
| >Dahk releases tsuya, which reactivares the catgurlpile and she runs up to ferris,
"Whacha want?"
>vizo sighd again
"I'll bring out the juice.. man feels like no one's drinking anymore..."
| >>216713
"I am drinking, just not no-"
>Johnson falls back on the stool, heading towards the ground.
| >>216713
"I had a few questions about your kind. But Katyusha doesn't seem to know and tells me that we won't should try and find out"
>Ferris pulls out a gun and sets the barrel next to the smol officers head
and tbh I wanted to see you RP katyusha a bit more since i dont want to play cute. You don't have to if you don't want to
| I don't know how to play cute* not that i dont want to, I dont know how*
| >>216733
[spoilers] Pff... alright then,
>Katyusha blushes, embaressed
"I'm sorry fe- Lieutenant! I'll try to learn lots!"
>she stares at Tsuya eagerly, almostly like an expectant puppy
>Tsuya looks mildly exasperated, but sits up straight
"Where do ya wanna start off?"
| >She pulls back and returns the gun to its holster
"...But my heart wouldn't be able to take experimenting for those answers myself"
| "What happens when they get shot up. Say riddled with machinegun fire. I know you lack internal organs. And I have a guess that you're almost homogeneously composed of cloth... So would she die from gunfire? and if she gets injured can she simply take some cloth for repairs?"
| >Tsuya laughs
"We don't know the meaning of death, she should be able to repair herself from anything, minus burning to death"
>Katyusha seems a little scared
"M-machine gun fire? burning? Getting shot isn't that often... right lieutenant?"
| >nobody knows yet but cyrus is listing in on the conversation from a nearby rooftop
| >Johnson is enjoying his time on the ground arms spread out in both directions.
"Hey officer. Good weather we are having here."
| >>216764
"So they're susceptible to fire. I guessed as much"
>Ferris shakes her head, Katyusha just gave her a dumb question
"Have you seen how many of us were shot in the hospital? or how many bullets they had to pull out of me? We are going to get shot, stabbed, burned and blown up. Often."
| >Johnson laughs a little at Ferris' joke.
"Yeah... It's raining pills now."
| >>216776
>Katyusha looks down, shaking, before beaming at ferris with a look of determination
"Well... if that's true then... Officer Katyusha will be proud to take a bullet or twelve for her master !"
| >Falschen suddenly jerks up
"Whisky please, all the comfort made me thristy"
| >Johnson pulls himself up, taking his seat at the bar.
"Same for me, all these pills are drying my throat."
| >Vizo laughs
"Finally, acting like a bartender should"
>He pulls out two entire bottles of whiskey, throwing one into the pile,
| >>216786
>ghh my heart
>Ferris glances away trying to hide her expression and not lose composure from Katyusha's cuteness.
"Y-you don't have a last name yet... I suppose I'll give you mine."
>She pets her head, still looking away
"If you can split so easily... what stops corps from using you as mass workers or soldiers? I'm rather worried about that"
| "And with catgirls... would i be able to have a giant dragon girl?"
>Ferris sounds half serious with a little self-disbelief
| >Katyusha beams, hugging ferris
"Thank you so much..."
>Tsuya gets a whimsical look
"Technically nothing, but what would stop us from doing the same? and besides, we still have free will... Unless they try to tamper with out AI, in which case..."
>She smirks as she muses.
>>216807
"Well, we can try"
>With a snap of her fingers, the catpantygurls coalesce into a giant dragon girl, holding falchen between it's impressive chest
>Tsuya seems very impressed and claps
| "Holy mother..."
>Johnson swears, as he stares agape at the pantydragon. And nearly slips off his chair.
| >>216818
"Yeah... That's concerning."
"Well I have one last bit of info to find out. This one would probably be better as a test"
>Ferris rolls up her sleeve exposing her forearm
"I heard your blood is an aphrodesiac. The eggs've already tested enough to know it's not fatal. But I want to know the effects first hand to gauge what exactly happens"
| "Well, we don't actually have blood, but yes, arphodisic"
>She goes in for a kiss, where she is interuppted by Katyusha
"Stop This is Way too lewd!"
"Well why don't you test it Katyusha?"
>She blushes, and turns to ferris
"Uhm... here goes."
>As she licks your arm, a waves of heat and relaxation emenates from the spot, making you feel a little sleepy and... lusty
| >Ferris stares off into the distance. Her face falling blank at a sudden stupid realization. Why here? why now? she could've just as easily done it somewhere private but her quest for information just made her fall into something inappropriate and dumb
"Can I get a... A bleeding jane yeah"
>She tries to cover her face as her pale skin flushes with red and her legs close together, moving as if she needed to pee
| >Vizo nods, servinf one in reccord time
>Katyusha looks a little concerned, rubbing into ferris
"I- is everything alright?
>Tsuya giggles
"So, you wanna do it? there *are* private rooms
| >>216857
"That's the second girl tonight with poor decision skills. I'll have a whisky double."
>Johnson jokes.
| >>216868
>Ferris downs the drink as fast as it's served. Turning even redder as she focuses on the drink's spiciness to distract her from the strange feeling
>She finally notices the half naked Dhak and Falschen... who's being pressed into a pair of giant breasts
"I'll uhhh... I'll take a nap yeah."
>She rests her head on the table still fidgeting a bit
| >>216910
>Falschen moves to the bar, having somehow recovered her clothes from somewhere
"I'll take the same, hit me up eh!"
| "Oh, Miss. El- Mr. Falschen. Poorly met."
>Johnson takes a sip of his drink.
| >Katyusha hugs Ferris while she naps, while Vizo pours out the drinks
"If there's anything i can do to make you feel better... just let me know ok?"
>Dahk looks up mistily at Fal and jokes
"So... wanna take het home?cc
| (I'll be unavailable for a few hours.)
>Johnson plants his face on the bar, taking a snooze.
| "She can be smaller!"
>The panty dragon gurl starts shrinking as catgurls jumpnoff from it
| >Falschen is grasping her head
"Soo fucking kyuteee, but I alread- no no"
>She's devolving into rambling now
| "If you want, we can teach El to do this!"
| "EHHH, REALLY"
| "Yep! It's a simple thing to, don't even need to bring us over! just jab this update patch into her
>Part of the panties morph into A thumbdrive
| "Just how volatile can you even be"
>Falschen says, impressed
| >Tsuya laughs
"Who knows, we're testing our limits every single day!"
| >Outside, a fancy looking motorcycle screeching halt. It has some sweet LEDs and other expensive looking things in and on it. The rider hops off in a flash and practically boots the door open.
"Where the hell is she?"
>Angus left her helmet on, so her speech was somewhat muffled. In her hand however was a long briefcase with a few locks on it. On her back is a rucksack full of tools, but she carries it around like it weighs nothing.
| >Dahk freezes and turns to Tsuya
"I just had a premonition about my imminent demise. Tsuya, activate code red."
>Suddenly the massive pile of panties lose their form, once again appearing as panties proper and slithering around into various crevices and trapdoors.
>Unfortunately she was still mostly naked, so upon seeing Angus she shouts
"O-oh hi babe! i was just uh... playing some strip poker with an old friend!"
| >Angus takes her helmet off and reveals her face. One eyebow is arched, she looks a little unimpressed.
"Strip poker... Alright then... I suppose this is a good thing actually."
>Angus puts the briefcase down and cracks it open. A shiny black mechanical arm with gold highlights rests in the case.
"It's an early model, but it's going to be just like your old arm. Potentially better. It's not blast proof yet, So don't do anything stupid... Yet. TRY IT ON!"
| "Y-yes, right away!"
>Dahk fumbles with the arm a bit, a little flustered at her girlfriend's seemingly sudden appearance (though she probably should have seen this coming) Eventually she finally gets it on and tests it out, throwing a few test punches.
"W-wow, this works great! now... come here!"
>She goes in for a hug and a kiss
| >Angus practically dives into Dahk for the hug. The solid arm felt different, but she'd get used to it.
"So now, you can finally take my bike for a spin. While you're sober though. Treat her well when you do. She likes hitting 180 on the freeway, and she's damn good at it..."
>Angus gushed over her bike a little more than she should have. She turns her attention to Falschen.
"And uh... Hi! I'm guessing you're Dahk's old friend..? I'm her girlfriend, Angus."
| "Mhm... a nice motorcycle ride home... wind blowing in our hair romantically as we go into bed and see if this arm really is just as good as the old one~"
>Dahk muses aloud
| "Does it have a vibrating function?"
>Ferris mutters in their sleep
|
| >Angus flushes red and punches Dahk in her real arm.
"Shut it or I'm programming the arm to be part shock collar."
>She crosses her arms and sighs. Then leans into Dahk.
"You make it really hard to be mad at you. But uh... You should get some clothes on so you don't freeze."
| >>217671
"Huh, I met Dahk like a few days ago"
>Falschen says, looking at Angus
"Now... Where have I- no nothing, you looked like someone else, my bad"
>Falschen laughs and then turns back to her drink, drinking it in a single motion, and taking the thumbdrive
| "Who cares about the cold when i got a hottie like you~... *ahem* you're right i should.."
>she looks around a bit, not entirely sure where her clothes even... are, but thankfully she stashed a sweater and some sweatpants behind the counter
| >Johnson finally wakes up from his slumber, slowly rising from the bar.
"Wha?"
| "Where am I?"
>Johnson has zero recollection of his barhopping last night.
| >>218370
"Huh, the Alcoholic's secret? Is what I think its called dunno, first time here"
>Fal says while shrugging
| "And you must be... Ah whatever. Double whisky please!"
>Johnson gives up on thinking, hangover taking priorities.
| >Vizo laughs happily, getting the whiskey
"At thos rate, we might ru out!"
| >As the Lilim serves the drinks
"So, how is everyone doing this fine night? I hope the recent excitement hasn't cause too many issues?"
| "oh you know, another district, another day."
>Johnson nonchalantly says.
| >>218922
"I almost got blasted sky-high by a rod from god, got my suit broken, *again*, and almost died from bloodloss and trauma, but otherwise? Yeah i'm having a good night"
>Falschen says while shrugging
| "What where you doing in the middle of that shitstorm?"
>Johnson raises an eyebrow.
| >>223204
"I lived there, the only reason I'm still alive is because I had a gut feelin' simple as that really"
>Falschen says, raising her hand and putting it into a fist
"If my Daughter had died I would of fucking hunted down the KTRAN CEO myself, and make his head into a decoration, luckily I wont need to"
| "Oh. I'm sorry about that. I know a place you can stay if you need it. Is your daughter alright?"
>Johnson's expression changes from a careless, happy one to one of worry and sympathy.
| >>225815
"I got a friend willing to host me, and Yui is safe, I took the full brunt of the hit, well most of it was my suit, But you know what I mean"
>Falschen says, dismissively waving her hand
"I also helped at the ground zero and I got myself fixed up for now, so I dont think I need the help, but thanks for the offer"
>She turns to Johnson, a smirk under her helmet
"How about you, how you doing?"
| "Honestly? I think we both know who I am. And I don't know if it bothers me or makes me happy."
>Johnson states the mile long stare into his empty glass.
| >>225849
>Fal chuckles and then looks into her glass
"I'm glad you're still here, dont scare me like that..."
>she drinks her whisky in an instant, shaking her head afterwards
| "I'm sorry I did. I don't know what keeps me in this town, I really don't."
>Johnson tries to drink whatever drops of whisky there are in his glass.
| "You?"
>Johnson says, and quickly follows it up.
"Because you make great arm plates?"
| >>226084
"You flatter me too much, if they were so great you wouldn't of ditched them!"
>Falschen says, laughing and scratching her cheek
"I need more whisky!"
| "Desperate times. Convinced most people."
>Johnson says with a smirk, as he stood up, intending to leave.
| >Vizo nods, and goes into the backroom only to come out mortified
"We're out.... you drank it all... My dearest apologies i don't know how this happened"
| >>226110
"Well, if you need anything else, I can help, I'll have you pay next time though!"
>Falschen says, laughing
"See you around, Mister Johnson"
>She says with a serious tone
| >>226111
"HUH? Well huh, then I guess I'll leave... I think that's enough drinking for tonight, but then again I need to go see th-"
>Falschen lapses into mumbling before giving Vizo a credstick
| >He bows and apologizes profusely again
"I'm so sorry, i'll make sure this never happens again"
| >>226113
"Don't call me Johnson, it's what my mom called me."
>Johnson say, as he puts down his own credstick, and walks towards the door.
| >>226133
"What, do you want me to go back to mister maybe?"
>Falschen says while chuckling, aiming for the door herself before giving the bartender a wave
"I'll be back, this is a good bar"
>She leaves while whistling an old navy song, seemingly happy
| >Johnson also follows Fal out of the bar, heading his own way.
"Mano always sounded better."
| >>226204
>Fal turns around, doing an okay sign
"Mano it is then, I'll see ya around I guess"
>She waves and then exits the scene
| "See you around Fal."
>Johnson leaves, pulling out his gun.
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| >Open again for the first time in a few months, one would notice a few distinct changes. The addition of a metal working bench and some computers, for one, The ever smiling Vizo, in a butler outfit, for another
>Oh and the addition of a giant pile of cats surrounded by a few catpantygurls