[Episode 262966] [Episode 262966]
“Wait! WAIT! What the hell is a Dazzle Special!?” Ranma cried out as the Bee girls brought her down to her feet once more within the pit; the Tigress ankle-deep in the honey. She yelped as she felt hands all over her body grasping and caressing her as the half dozen BuzzBreasts surrounded her. Rearing her head back, the pigtailed striped feline tried to cry out, only to find herself kissed by one of the Bee pokégirls. Her eyes widened at the surprisingly honey-sweet flavor of the kiss.
Blushing immensely, Ranma couldn't help but purr into this woman's mouth even as numerous sets of hands caressed, tickled and gently gripped about her body; her tits being a primary targets while her ass came second. She squirmed as one hand came between her legs, caressing her slit and leaving that sticky and sweet honey on her pussy. She was surprised by how she much of a delightful tingle she felt from the BuzzBreast doing that!
Giving into their whims, the Marital Artist-turned-Tigress pokégirl tried to relax... only to realize that after five minutes or so of worshipping her body, the numerous Bee girls were taking considerable control of the situation. Three of them were holding her arms behind the feline Fighting-type pokégirl’s back while two before her turned their backs to her. “Wuh-what?”
She moaned as the BuzzBreast directly behind her was now cupping her tits, playing with them while two others continued to hold her arms. Ranma couldn’t help but spread her legs and rub herself back against the chitin-armored thigh of one of the Bug-types, enjoying the attention paid to her body.
*Shing*!
*Shing*!
Ranma went wide-eyed as the thoraxes of the two Bee girls in front of her had conical spikes suddenly protrude from the tips, the BuzzBreast holding her tits lining them up with the sharp points. “Wuh-wait! WHAT! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?” She cried out, only to moan throatily as the two pokégirls sunk their stingers into her tits halfway. Most surprisingly, it didn’t hurt one bit as they pierced her skin. If anything she could feel an immense rush of arousal; so much so that she would have sworn that the whorish moan ripping from her throat wasn’t her own, especially as she could feel... something... being pumped into her body.
“Do you like, Holy Hoochie?” the BuzzQueen cooed as she stepped into the honey pit. “That is the Hot Sting, one of the trademark techniques of the BuzzBreast. It’s pure, undiluted Lust Venom...” she said with a throaty buzz. “We call it the, ‘Dazzle Special’ because it’s almost akin to being high... it was a favorite of Nodo Ka’s and we are more than happy to share the experience with you...”
Ranma’s breathing quickened, the skin under the fur flushing, making the red darker, and tinting the white with a pink pallor. Looking down, she couldn’t even spot any blood from the stingers penetrating her tender flesh.
She felt a hand on her face, turning her gaze towards the smiling face of the BuzzBreast’s Queen who told her, “As Nodo Ka said: don’t fight it; just ride the Dragon-type.”
“...Mwah?” was as far as the Tigress got, before Luscious leaned forward to deliver a sweet kiss, the lips of the nearby Bee girls descending as well onto her body. No matter the spots they latched onto, it felt as if all the nerves were lighting up at once, delivering a rush of excitement.
Releasing her lips, Luscious leaned back a bit, smiling still as Ranma gasped due to the overstimulation. “Oh yes, my Holy Hoochie; and ride you shall.”
“Ruh-ride?” Ranma managed to gasp put before crying as she felt another rush of heat and pleasure as the BuzzBreasts still piercing her breasts injected her with another shot of their ‘Hot Sting’. She was trembling now, her legs feeling like jelly. The poor Tigress would have fallen and drowned in the Honey Pit if it hadn’t been for all the Bee pokégirls holding her up.
It took a moment of deep panting but the Bee girls moved enough so that the pigtailed feline pokégirl could get a good look at the BuzzQueen... only to gawk as she realized the Royal Bee was wearing a strap on of her own.
“The Hillsfar Heavy Penetrator: Studded Edition...” Queen Luscious replied with a grin. “Fourteen inches long, four inches wide, and lovingly covered with smooth steel studs...” she grinned wider as she walked around, her subordinates moving to make room for her. Luscious’ hands came down, caressing Ranma’s striped ass-cheeks and eliciting a lusty moan from her. “It was only meant to be used on large pokégirls... but when you’re riding the Dragon-type nothing else will suffice...”
And then she thrust forward.
Eyes going wide, Ranma-chan SCREAMED as she was filled like never before; everything going slightly blurry as colors and lights began to flash in her vision: all the while every nerve of her body screaming as pleasure and pain warred for control of her brain's ability to process the sensations.
“That’s right,” Luscious purred... as much as a Bug/Poison-type could. “Let the Dragon-type ROAR!”
Ranma couldn’t help but to do exactly as the Queen asked—another scream poured from her throat as the literal Queen Bee pulled back and then thrust hard inside of her again, so that the metal studs caressed and worked over each nerve in her body; the liquid lust that was pouring into her frame from the Bee girls’ stingers brought every single one of those nerves to life, so that the poor feline was shivering and shaking in overwhelming pleasure.
It wasn’t just the sensation of the Queen fucking her that was driving Ranma-chan to insanity. The BuzzBreasts around her seemed all too intent on licking and lapping, sucking at every single part of her body that they could latch their mouths onto. When the Queen dropped her second set of arms down to firmly grasp at Ranma’s ass cheeks, the Fighting-type pokégirl felt it as more of the Bee girls instantly zoomed forward, tongues playing at her ass, faces nuzzling the flesh. Ranma’s eyes were rolling in her head from the pure sensation of it. Luscious’ voice was still crying out with nearly each thrust that the Queen delivered. “Yes, RIDE THE DRAGON-TYPE! ROAR!” And poor Ranma even thought that somewhere in the background she could hear cries of ‘Holy Hoochie’ again.
Oh, if this didn’t feel so good, she might have tried to escape. As it was, the Queen grasping at her ass harder and harder as the BuzzBreasts working against her frame was causing her blood to literally boil in need for release.
It seemed as though her cries of pleasure had attracted some attention—her vision was suddenly consumed by the sight of one particular Bee girl approaching her—she was nude and dripping in the honey that surrounded them. Her gaze was fixated on Ranma’s visage, as though just the sight of her was almost too much to stand. However, she seemed completely comfortable with coming up between the two figures who were still injecting that liquid lust into her frame and coming right up to the Tigress. Suddenly, the feline’s head was craned back and her face was filled with the sight of a sweet, glistening pussy that quickly descended to her lips.
At the same moment, the Queen picked up her pace now that Ranma’s snatch was properly stretched out for the massive toy penetrating her. Two quick thrusts back-to-back caused the Fighting-type pokégirl to let out a scream... which forced the taste of sweet pussy mixed with honey onto her tongue as the BuzzBreast above her brought her dripping and wet cunt down to Ranma’s mouth. She wasn’t sure as to why it was happening... but she couldn’t help but to admit that it was truly delicious.
Almost as though of its own volition—or perhaps the exact volition of the Lust Venom being injected into her body—Ranma’s tongue was working against the Bee girl’s pussy. She licked hungrily, lapping between her honey-sweet folds so that she could suckle against her clit... the way that she buzz-moaned above her, the way that her arousal caused that honey flavor to come in stronger was enough to keep the Tigress at it, working her rough feline tongue back and forth, up and down along her slit until the girl above her was whimpering in pleasure.
All the while, the BuzzQueen was still thrusting hard and fast into her pussy, the force of her hips slamming caused Ranma’s body to jerk and jump forward again and again, bringing her tongue harshly against her cunnilingus partner’s folds over and over with each movement. The Queen herself obviously had on a dildo that was bringing her own pleasure, because her roars were now punctuated with moans of delight and almost aching pleasure; each thrust that brought the enormous dildo diving deep into Ranma’s core also delivered a burst of pressure to Luscious’ clit. The Queen’s fervent thrusting perhaps had something to do with that small fact, because her hands gripping Ranma’s striped ass cheeks were squeezing tight now, pulling those two pillowy buns apart from one another so that BuzzBreasts dove upward, trying to take advantage of the moment and lick against the exposed, tight hole.
Her eyes going wide, the poor Tigress pokégirl could only moan into the snatch of the BuzzBreast who was practically straddling her face. With the thighs pressed around her cheeks, Ranma’s ears could catch the frantic buzzing of the Bug/Poison-type she was in the midst of eating out. She tried to squirm and it only ended up making her moan louder into the Bee girl’s pussy as she herself became overwhelmed with pleasurable sensations. The studded dildo would grind around inside as she tried to move her hips... movements that only enticed at least three tongues to try and lick at her exposed anus, wanting to take advantage of the moment while they could.
All in all, Ranma was pretty sure that this was possibly the best sex she ever had. Pretty sure as it was more her subconscious making her revel in everything while the deliciously pleasurable toxins the BuzzBreasts were injecting her with were shutting down the thoughts at the forefront of her mind, muting them and muddling her train of thought as all she wanted was to be pleasured and give it in return.
“Yes, Holy Hoochie...” the BuzzQueen cooed in delight as she could see the martial artist-turned-feline pokégirl’s body tremble from the pleasures of the flesh. “Ride the Dragon-type! Ride and be one with the universe; know passion greater than you thought possible!” She smiled as while her lower set of hands pulled those cheeks apart, her upper right hand grasped the tail and tugged up, completely exposing the Tigress’ striped ass for all to see; nothing sacred. Numerous BuzzBreasts began to butt heads as they delved in, tongues licking about Ranma’s rosebud, the taint of her flesh between her nether openings, and one lucky tongue managing to lick at her pubis mons as the Queen continued to buck her hips, pounding the toy back and forth in the savior’s love tunnel.
Oh Kami, oh kami, oh kami! the Tigress was mentally crying out as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. This was too incredible; her entire body beginning to shake. So much pleasure, so many sensations—her vision was filled with sparks of light even as she bad the BuzzBreast’s hips right in front of her. The sensations of pleasure were superior to anything else right now and were beginning to override priority of all her other senses!
Realizing that the licking of the tongue in her pussy was starting to slow down, the BuzzBreast who had been straddling the Holy Hoochie’s face looked down, noticing her going still. She pulled back enough, only to shiver as she felt and heard the Tigress gasp for much needed air; releasing a buzz as that hot air caressed all over her stimulated snatch; her labial folds all puffy and moist with more than just honey. She kneeled down into the Honey Pit, managing to look the child of her people’s goddess in the eyes. “Like?” She queried sweetly.
Panting heavily for breath, Ranma could only nod her head, the pokégirl unable to find her voice as the BuzzQueen continued to buck her hips, slapping the studded Hillsfar Heavy Penetrator back and forth in her pussy, stretching her out further than she had ever been before.
Nodding her head, the BuzzBreast grinned at the pigtailed Tigress. “Can make better…” she promised as she nuzzled noses with Ranma; her hands coming to caress the Tigress’ tits once more, fingers feeling over those diamond hard nubs that were the striped pokégirl’s nipples. She craned her head forward, kissing her people’s savior before pressing down on those tits harshly, making the stingers of the two BuzzBreasts drive in to the hilt!
It was like an explosion inside of the Tigress’ nervous system—Ranma didn’t think that the influence of the stingers could grow... but having them that much deeper? She could hardly help herself as a scream spilled from her throat. Equally, she could hardly help it as another cry followed, and then another... and then another! Each thrust of the BuzzQueen was punctuated by Ranma’s shouts of pleasure, until she could feel her throat starting to ache from the effort of it. But still... she continued on! Her hips were bucking wildly, working upward to meet the thrusts that were being delivered to her, and she could feel her entire body arching into the sensation of hands on her nipples, her ass, tongues dipping into her belly button to tease against her flesh. Her tongue laden with the taste of honey and her eyes closed with pleasure, the Fighting-type pokégirl could do nothing more than allow the pleasure to completely and utterly ride over her, through her... and out of her mouth in each and every scream that escaped her.
The BuzzQueen seemed all too delighted with this further development. “Oh, yes! You are truly feeling it now, aren’t you? You are one with the pleasure... and now feel what happens as the Dragon-type rides through you!” Luscious dove her body forward, her hands grasping now at Ranma’s hips so that she could have better leverage. Her head threw back in pleasure, and as she began thrusting harder and faster than ever before, so that her body ground forward, working against Ranma’s clit.
It was too much for the poor Tigress. The scream that began to steal from her throat was suddenly broken as an orgasm so violently delicious that it actually sent her body into spasms that tore it from her throat. Instead, she was moaning, writhing, fingers arching into claws that grabbed at nothing. Her vision was stolen by starbursts, and the sweet, hot feeling that was pouring from her pussy seemed to run a hot line along her spine and into her nipples that were still being pinched and twisted by the BuzzBreast.
Ranma didn’t know how long the pleasure lasted as it seemed to go on for hours. The moans crawling from her raw throat, the pounding of her cunt pulsing again and again against and around the dildo that the Queen wore so that it nearly ripped it from her body a few times, that tightening almost demanding need to keep the phallic shape inside of her body... she didn’t realize it, but there were tears spilling from her closed lids as her body broke down from spasms into aching trembles.
If the BuzzBreasts and the BuzzQueen hadn’t been holding her up, she knew that she would have fallen as her entire body went slack as her mind was overloaded from the intense pleasure.
“AAAHHHHH!!” Ranma cried as she sat forward suddenly, the comforter dropping from her body to pile around her lap. The Tigress was breathing heavily, her chest heaving from the deep breaths she took. “Wuh-where am I? What happened?”
The martial artist-turned-feline pokégirl twitched as she felt something grasp her shoulder; head snapping to the side with a crazed look in her eyes. She found herself staring at a familiar set of soft, yellow-toned tits with ebony black nipples. Her gaze trailed up to see those bright red compound eyes and smooth, delicate feminine features staring down at her. It took a moment, but the pigtailed Tigress recognized her. “Luh... Luscious?” she managed to croak out, wincing at how sore her throat was.
“Easy, Holy Hoochie... easy...” the BuzzQueen cooed as she continued to gently rub her shoulder. “You’re just coming down from Riding the Dragon-type is all...” she said as if that explained everything. “We took you to the laboratory’s break room to recuperate after your explosive orgasm caused you to pass out. How do you feel?”
A blush immediately brightened on the Tigress’ face as memories of what she had experienced came to her. “I... um...” damn, what was it Nabiki always told the police when they came by looking for Happosai? Oh! Right! “I plead the fifth!”
“...Plead the fifth?” spoke the Buzzqueen, as if testing out those words. “I am sorry, Most Holy of Hoochies, but we do not allow alcohol of any type within the lab section of our Hive. Nodo Ka’s stories tell many, many, many times of the possible horrors of mixing LostTech and alcohol.”
“...It meant I didn’t wanna talk about it,” Ranma drawled.
“...Oh...” replied Luscious. “Anyway,” the insectile pokgirl spoke once more. “We should get plenty of non-sexual fluids into you. You were quite explosive when you orgasmed on the Dragon-type.”
“Oh!” squeaked Ranma, feeling very embarrassed for some reason.
Nodding her head, the BuzzQueen continued. “Yes; you nearly drowned the Drone servicing you, and she is also being treated for some neck injuries.”
And there was that reason now.
Ranma just blushed more. “...So... fluid renewal?” she queried as she looked up at the BuzzQueen, hoping to change the subject. “I am feeling thirty...” she said pointedly. A part of her wondered where Sheila and Britanny were but she was afraid to hear how they handled the Honey Orgy.
“But of course!” the Queen said as she raised her upper left arm and snapped her fingers. One of the three Drones standing along the wall stepped forward, holding a large pitcher; the condensation proof that it was nice and cool. “We have brought some milk for you, oh Holy Hoochie...” she smirked. “To be honest, we’ve been giving you little sips right along as you slumbered, hoping to help you regain your strength and return you to the land of the living that much faster. This milk is well-known for its healing properties.”
“AH!” Ranma piped up, feeling a bit relieved. She was wondering why she didn’t immediately taste honey upon awakening. Smacking her lips, she realized that yes, there was that slightly sour dairy aftertaste. Very fresh though. “Sure! I’d love some!”
Nodding her head, the leader of the Hive replied, “But of course.” The Bug/Poison-type turned to the Drone closest to her. “Refresh Ranu Ma!”
The BuzzBreast smiled in delight as she came up to the Tigress whose hands were outstretched to her. Allowing the feline pokégirl to take it, she watched as the savior of cock reared her head back and began downing it like... we... a cat to milk. “Would you like some more, Holy Hoochie?”
Lowering the empty pitcher and smacking her lips, it was a now more energized Ranma that replied, “Of course!” She grinned as another of the BuzzBreasts came to her with a second container and she immediately began to indulge in the cool, lactose goodness.
Two more pitchers—and one of water to wash it all down with, Ranma licked her lips in satisfaction.
Her eyes gazing over the feline’s frame, the BuzzQueen nodded her head. “Do you feel better, Holy Hoochie?”
“Yep!” Ranma chirped, stretching her back, arms in the air. She felt a bit heavier, but assumed it was because of all the fluids she had just drank. “Should we get back to my friends?”
“Of course,” bowed the Queen Luscious. “I believe your harem has recovered as well. I shall escort you to them, and then we shall resume our tour of the Tech Sector, followed by the vault to get you the key to your mission.”
Nodding, Ranma slid from the bed and made to stand up... only to have to catch herself on the nearby drone when she had started to tip forward. “Woooaaaaaahhhh...” the Tigress groaned. “I guess I’m still weak-kneed from the orgasm...” she murmured as she shook her head, trying to clear the dizziness she felt.
The Queen raised an eyebrow. “Yes. The orgasm. And nothing else...” she coughed into her raised upper right hand. “Anyway, we shall take you to your harem...” she stated, before whistling in an, ‘I’m so innocent’ manner as she started walking.
Seeing the woman begin to walk off and the two of Drones follow suit, Ranma realized that she hadn’t had a chance to regain her clothes. Sighing, she took a moment to balance herself as best she could before looked up to the BuzzBreast she was leaning again. “Little help?”
Smiling, the Bee girl wrapped her left arm around the child of Nodo Ka’s waist and helped lead her out into the hallway. Even as they got out the door, Ranma’s feline ears twitched as they caught the sounds of arguing. She allowed the BuzzBreast to lead her to where the noise was coming from. They began to enter as the Shaguar was on a tirade.
“And another thing, where do you keep your usable toys!?” the petite feline pokégirl demanded to know of the Queen. “We ended up on the receiving end of those things, and as far as we knew, they weren’t supposed to leave that... chamber... with...” she trailed off as she caught sight of and stared at the Tigress.
Britanny, who had been reclining on one of the beds was surprised enough that even she sat up; her eyes drawn to the martial artist-turned-striped seductress.
Noticing the two intense looks her friends were giving her, Ranma couldn’t help but query, “What?”
Raising a hand and pointing at her Tigress friend, Sheila turned her head to make sure she had the BuzzQueen’s gaze. “That!” she stated firmly. “I want THAT!”
“Want what?” Ranma asked again, in complete confusion.
To answer her question, Sheila marched up to her, placed her hands under Ranma’s breasts, and hefted them. “These, Stripes. Just what did you do to get these!?” the Ice/Fighting-type demanded.
Blinking, Ranma looked down. “...What? You’ve seen them before.”
Sheila just twitched. “Yes... and they’re about two cup sizes bigger than when we came down her into the—are they leaking?”
Eye twitching, Ranma’s head slowly swiveled towards the BuzzQueen... who was rocking on her feet, whistling as best as a Bee-girl could. “Luscious?”
“Yes, oh Holy Hoochie?” the BuzzQueen replied with a smile so sweet, it was practically stating, ‘I’m so pure butter wouldn’t melt in my mouth’.
“Why are my tits... um....” she looked down to notice Sheila’s hands were still hefting them up. “Would you cut that out, please?”
Pouting, the Shaguar continued to lift them. “Seriously! They’re bigger than Tits’ tits!”
“No they aren’t!” the Cheetit shouted as she walked over to the pair of felines and gently pushed Sheila aside. Getting on her knees before Ranma to be at her height, she hefted her own breasts and pressed them right against Ranma’s.
Looking down at the breasts, Britanny whistled. “Da~aaaayum!” the Normal/Steel-type cried out in awe. “She’s not bigger than I am, but she’s a match for me! They only look larger because she’s so much smaller than I am...” she bent over as her hands hefted the Tigress’ mammaries up; he Cheetit’s head in her cleavage. “Oooh... I can hear the ocean!”
Her face flush with embarrassment, Ranma turned her head once more to look at the BuzzQueen. “...Luscious...” she stated, wanting to an answer.
“Surely, the answer is already known to The One Destined to Return Cock,” Luscious responded, as if the answer was obvious.
“...Assume it isn’t known or I’m just checking to see if you know,” Ranma drawled irritably.
“It comes from the fact that we fed you only the freshest items available, oh Holy Hoochie,” Luscious stated. “Fresh fruits, fresh wines, fresh milk...”
Sheila blinked—the momentary urge to lap up the displayed milk giving way to what was just said. “Ranma, are you telling us you drank fresh Milktit Milk?” she asked.
“...Fresh Milktit Milk?” the pigtailed Tigress queried. “I don’t know about the species but it WAS milk...”
“Yes, from the lovely Milktits whom we keep on premises,” the BuzzQueen replied. “After all, as the Great PIMP Prophet Kasu Mi had once stated, ‘You all’s be trippin’ without Milktit Milkin’.’ End quote.”
Raising a hand, Sheila groaned. “Let me guess. The Milktit Milk was not only fresh, but untreated?”
“What need do BuzzBreasts have for treating our milk?” Queen Luscious responded with an inquiry of her own. “We do not lactate as we instead make honey from our breasts. Even uncut Milktit Milk of Colabian Milktits of the Slot League can’t turn our honey into precious milk.”
“COLABIAN MILKTITS!?” the Shaguar shrieked. “FROM THE SLOT LEAGUE!?”
Nodding her head, the lead Bee girl replied, “Of course. Descendants from Kasu Mi’s own harem. They are religious icons and are treated well and kept safe by our people.”
“Hey!” the stripe feline pokégirl piped up. “Someone wanna fill me in here?” Ranma asked.
Sheila just stared at Ranma, before shaking her head, realizing that even if the pigtailed Tigress before her wasn’t really a man from another world, the amnesia claim might still hold true.
That or she was public-schooled. “Untreated Milktit Milk has a standard effect on all—”
“Ahem,” Luscious interrupted.
“...On most pokégirls,” Sheila continued. “It basically makes us lactate.”
“...” went Ranma. “Yes... yes of course it does.”
The Shaguar blinked her eyes at the blank expression on the Tigress’ face. “...Seriously?” drawled Sheila. “You don’t know what ‘lactate’ means?”
“My Old Man was an idiot and didn’t think school work was useful for anything other than forcing me together with a tomboy,” Ranma replied.
That made Sheila wince. A Tomboy? Ugh! No wonder she was repressing memories. “Well, what this means, Stripes, is until further notice, not only will you be Stripes 2.0, but you’ll also be milkable,” the Shaguar stated rather bluntly.
That made the martial artist-turned-feline pokégirl blink her eyes once, twice, THRICE. “Wait a minute. Milkable?” The gears in her head slowly turned as a horrifying realization dawned upon her. “...You mean...”
“Yes, oh Holy Hoochie!” the BuzzQueen chimed in. “You will produce a lovely Tigress milk, the kind of which would be a most vaunted and holy elixir! Why, we could even use it to cultivate sacramental cheeses for holidays!” Even as she said that, her lower set of hands were holding onto an empty metal milk container; upper hands raised as if ready to do the milking.
For her part, the Tigress squealed as she did her best to wrap her arms around her enlarged bosom...
...
...Well, tried to.
“Hey!” squeaked Britanny, looking up. “I was listening to the ocean here and...” sniffing a bit, she licked her lips. “Ooooh, lookie! Found the snack bar already!”
“Down, Tits; we don’t have time for you to latch onto her like a pokékit... again,” Sheila growled.
“But Sheilaaaaa...” the Cheetit whined. “This time there’s a fun prize inside for me to enjoy!”
“Hey!” Ranma cried out as said spotted feline pokégirl latched onto her right nipple and suckled, causing the Tigress to moan in surprise. “Shuh-shouldn’t you be worried ‘bout being er... ‘milkable’ too!?” she tried to argue even as the spotted Cat-type continued to supple.
Opening her mouth for a moment, Britanny smirked. “Steel Sub-type, remember? Immune to poisons... and Milktit Lactation is definitely a ‘Poison Status-Effect’.” She closed her eyes and started to purr as she began drinking from the tap once more.
“That...” Sheila sighed as the Tigress grasped her hand on the Cheetit’s head and tried to push her back; only causing said breast to rise up and stretch out. “Well, Ranma... if what the Bee says is true and that milk WAS from the Milktits of Colabia... it’s going to stick to you rather than filter out through your breast milk. That’s why you’ll be lactating for a while...”
“Speaking of which...” the BuzzQueen tapped on the steel container, more than ready to start milking the child of her faith’s deity; all or the betterment of religion, of course.
“And also SPEAKING of which,” Sheila shot back. “Shouldn’t we be getting the keys to the DNA of Nodoka’s son?”
“Perhaps,” Luscious replied. “But we have time for that. The more immediate need is us gathering the precious milk of the Holy Hoochie!”
Sheila sighed. “Okay, I can understand the time restraint for that.” She knew they wouldn’t remain there for long. And she certainly was not about to suggest anything that might allow one of the Bee girls to ‘invite’ themselves along to continue to milk Ranma.
She had one gold and black freeloader already, thank you very much!
“While time is somewhat of the essence,” Luscious stated. “We also must prepare for the ultimate celebration in the future; when the Holy Hoochie has restored her cock and returned balance back to our world!”
Sheila just stared at the Queen of the Hive for a long, long time. “...Ri~iiiiight...” she said slowly before turning to look over her shoulder. “Hey! Tits One and Tits Two!” she called out to her two compatriots.
That was enough to get Britanny’s attention. Opening her mouth, the Normal/Steel-type feline pokégirl slowly turned her gaze to the woman who—by legal definition—owned her spotted ass. “What?” she queried.
“Give Ranma’s tits a break. The Bees need a turn,” the Shaguar said as she thumbed over to the Queen and her Drones.
“...Will we get our clothes back in the meantime?” Britanny queried, wanting something in return for having to cut her snack short.
Nodding her head in affirmation, Queen Luscious replied, “Of course!”
“...Well...” the Cheetit sighed. “All right.” She stood up straight before looking down at her shorter—but not shortest—companion. “Let them have a go, Ranma.”
Grumling irritably as she brought a hand up to rub her nipple as it tingled from Britanny’s suckling, it took the pigtailed Tigress a moment to register that the spotted feline pokégirl had said something. “Let who have a go?”
“Us!” Lady Luscious called out. She then chimed in a much louder voice, “BRING FORTH THE ROYAL MILKER!”
And like that, a set of double doors on the opposite side of the open doorway parted as two BuzzBreasts pushed a dolly cart. Atop of said wheeled device was an insidious device; a tubular mechanical apparatus with visible rotary pistons along the top surface. Two long tubes with oval extensions similar to the suction-cups on a plunger at the end extended as well, with one longer tub at the opposite side of the machine that was tipped with a conical funnel.
Smiling at the Tigress, the BuzzQueen graciously stated, “Now then, my dear Holy Hoochie. Bend over and think of the Blue League...”
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