Faking It - Games: AUG, find out what it means to me. (WAFF) (LIME) [Episode 106553]

by T.H. Tiger

The three girls all shared one room at the Café. Cologne had muttered something about not wasting her time putting them in different rooms, and had installed her big screen TV and playstation2 in the spare bedroom the expansion had given them.

While that made for very cozy sleeping arrangements, it made getting dressed in the morning a bitch, especially as Shampoo seemed incapable of keeping her hands to herself. Nothing worse than trying to put on your socks, while keeping an eye out for an Amazon Ultimate Goose attack. Or AUUUGGG, as Akane and Ukyou too often put it.

This meant that whenever possible only one of the them at a time got dressed. Right now they were trying on their costumes for the next day and it was Shampoo’s turn.

Kasumi had started out with basic white one-piece swimsuits, she had then cut up some of Akane’s junior high fukus and sewn them to the swimsuits. But not before altering the swimsuits themself. Somewhere, and Akane didn’t want to know where, Kasumi had gotten a book on making stripper outfits. More specifically, how to make breakaway outfits. The ones she made for the girls could be ripped off their bodies a dozen times and suffer no real damage. Akane was not really sure she was happy with the implications of that.

“Problems, Sugar,” Ukyou asked affectingly, from where she was sitting cuddled up against Akane on the large futon they shared with Shampoo.

“No! Yes! No! I . . . I don’t know. I was really excited about this, but the closer we get . . .” she trailed off.

“You can stop it anytime you want, sugar. No one will hold it against you. Well, except maybe for Shampoo.” Ukyou looked over to where Shampoo was struggling to pull her suit up over her breasts without causing the breakaway seams to pop.

Shampoo had insisted on a base suit about two sizes too small for her. When on, her breasts were constantly on the verge of falling out and her sex made a highly defined camel toe as the tight cloth outlined every mileometer. Ukyou couldn’t help but drool slightly at the sight. She was feeling horny as hell. And no wonder. Her present sex life sucked.

Despite sharing a room and a futon, the girl’s sex life had not been what they were used to. They were working a 16 hour day, and by the time they stumbled up to bed in the evenings they were lucky to have the energy for a quick lick and cuddle before falling dead asleep. That was far and away from the hours they’d spent tumbling each other in the past.

Normally, Shampoo should have been the least affected. Unlike the far more picky, and nominally lesbians, Akane and Ukyou, she should have been able to grab off a dozen quickies a day in the men’s bathroom. Except, to her horror, she’d discovered that while their new clientele were quick with their hands, and would resort to mirrors on their shoes for a good peak, they drew the line against actually having unconditional sex.

Shampoo had gone into denial, and had done a session as a decorative statue in the middle of the dining room when she tried to drag Ataru into the back room. Shampoo upset had increased when not a single pervert had tried anything while she was nude and helpless.

As a result, she was looking forward to their day off with a passion that was scary.

Ukyou mused on that, and said. “Actually, I think Shampoo would be more than happy to go with just the two of us. She’d likely enjoy having Ryouga and Ranma’s undivided attention all day.”

“Too bad, Ryochan isn’t going to be there,” Akane said in a wistful voice. Ukyou couldn’t help but share the sentiment. She thought she was ready to take on Ranma, or Ryouga, but she couldn’t deny she felt a little flutter of nervousness at the thought. It would have been nice to have the potential of ending up as Ryochan’s captive.

“Buck up.” Ukyou said. “You might end up in Nabiki’s clutches, and Ranma has promised he’d go girl if he caught one of us, and we wanted that.”

Actually, looking back on the discussion they’d have with Nabiki, Ranma and Ryouga while the three ate lunch, Ranma had seemed even more uncertain than Akane was now. He must have told them a dozen times that all they had to was say the code word and he’d stop right away. He had even promised that he would do nothing that would not let them speak. Akane had turned red at that, and Ukyou had even found herself flushing a bit.

“I’m not so sure I’m any more happy with that idea,” Akane said. “Being in Nabiki’s clutches might be a lot more scary than being at the mercy of Ranma or Ryouga. I’m pretty sure I can trust them to back off, I a lot less sure of Nabiki. Plus, she is my sister, and that’s pretty weird as well.”

“Oh, don’t give me that,” Ukyou teased. “I was over there that one day Nabiki was wearing those super short cut-offs. You almost stood on your head trying to catch a look at some fur.”

“Hmppp,” Akane snorted. “You only noticed because you were doing the same thing,” she said, but did not deny the charge.

“How Shampoo look!” Shampoo demanded from where she stood in front of the mirror. She’d finally gotten her outfit on, complete with the individual ribbons and costume jewelry they’d picked out to personalize their costumes.

Ukyou and Akane both looked at Shampoo, and then at each other. A mutual agreement passed between them. “You look real good, sugar,” Ukyou said. And meant it. She’d seen Shampoo nude more times than she could count, but somehow seeing her in that outfit, and knowing what it was for, made her wet with desire. Akane had the same look in her eyes.

The two girls stoop up on either side of Shampoo and pretended to check her out in the mirror. Two hands reached out, took hold of the back of Shampoo’s costume, and hoisted.

“Auuuuuggggg!” Shampoo cried out as she received an atomic wedgie that lifted her right off her feet before the breakaway seams parted and let the bottom of her outfit tore away from her body.

Akane and Ukyou moved in from either side, trapping Shampoo between their body. Ukyou’s hands went to her breasts, spilling them out of the tight top of her costume and leaving them vulnerable to Ukyou’s mouth. Akane dropped to her knees and planted her face between Shampoo’s legs while saying. “Let mommy kiss it all better.

two rooms down, Cologne turned up the sound on her playstation and got back to killing wiseguys.

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(Posted Sun, 20 Jun 2004 21:58)


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