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| − | <div></div><br> <br>The outside of the building is large, small hints of its old purpose appear in decaying logos and advertisements<br> <br>A gym chain. Heading inside the atmosphere changes, the scent of sex and strawberry incense fills the air, the walls covered with sultry drapes. Opposite the door is an desk-turned-altar, covered with fertility idols resembling various mutant forms of numerous art styles. A buxom tall Broodox stands in front of the altar, very naked with a swollen stomach, dripping breasts and a hefty male package hiding her feminine sex. She stands still with her hands on her stomach and a welcoming smile on her muzzle<br> <br>Thelergramor walks on up to this here former-gym turned saloon, all 'yote looking and clothed. Black hat, white shirt, black cargo pants... He peers around this here room, squinting at the statue and idols... sniffs at the air, noting it smells like milk and cum. He rubs his nose, trying to get that scent out. "Nice enough place, I guess..."<br> <br>Rev aproaches the repurposed gym. The seemingly ordinary everyday human dressed in jeans, boots, and a black bombers jacket. Comes to a halt, and tilts his head back examing the buildings outside for a moment before stepping inside. Sniffing the air he smiles at the rather appealing scents of sex, and strawberries. His gaze moves over the room to it's current occupants. "Hmmm nice place." <br> <br>Hajime arrives, clad in her usual attire, following her crimson, red, and sandy fur colour scheme, which is only broken by the subtle purple scarf she wears. It's a dark purple, however, so it fits. Glancing at her surroundings, she sighs, writing something down in what could vaguely pass as a 'notepad', though due to the quality, it's more akin to a leather-bound novel. "And here we are..." she thinks aloud, noting the other present parties, and the omnipresent scent of sex.<br> <br>Eri dressed in her usual black jeans and bikini bra, the massive 18 foot tall golden furred margay sneaking in right behind Rev, her big thick fluffy paws dampening the sound of her feet as she wandered up behind the man sinking to her knees as silently as she can and wrapping Rev up in her four arms and lifting him in between her four breasts nuzzling the top of his head with a purr, her well washed and cared for silky soft golden fur smelling of sweet jungle fruits and vanilla. "Indeed~" She whispered to the man giving Rev a kiss to his cheek.<br> <br>Loveblade walks in through the front door of the Saloon, inhaling the scent of sweet perfume, strawberries and the heady musk of sex. Inhaling deeply and sorting out individual scents, she glances over the group and smiles softly, her tails swaying behind her in a graceful curve while rising slowly into the air before she gets that under control. She fairly glows, her scales shining with a rich lustre while her scent is...muddled. Shifting her massive wings to cover her four arms like a cloak, Love walks into the lobby "Hey everyone! I see you made it okay." <br> <br>A Husky, his demeanor unusually dominant and larger and more muscular than the average Husky, steps inside, awkwardly straightening his suit. Well, you guess it's PART of a suit, considering all he's wearing is a scruffy, white button-down shirt, the collar a little crooked and that's all, leaving nothing below to the imagination. He sniffs around, tugging down on his shirt. "Oooh, this place is fancy..." the dog says, his voice identifiable as the infamous Smith. He looks around the room, antsier than usual, staring at everyone, especially the Zephyr employees. He nods shakily to Hajime, grinning crookedly. "Fenne- I mean, Hajime! How ya?" He avoids Thel nervously, as he recalls the coyote dragging him to the Triage on a few occasions. Otherwise, he's relatively polite, if somewhat jumpy and twitchy, greeting everyone, introducing himself, and shaking the occasional hand as he makes his way to Lila. "I love the setup, Lila. Real fancy, looks cozy and homely!" He grins at the fellow feral, shaking her hand. "Glad I could make it. Wasn't doing anything else anyway." He chuckles slightly, the aberration of a Husky looking around the room again.<br> <br>Natalie follows her mother into the refurbished former gym, quickly whipping her nipple out if her mouth as she notices the others gathered here. She readjusts her poncho to cover her torso and half-hides behind Loveblade, staring at everyone with her darkly glittering eyes.<br> <br>The womans smiles widely, rubbing over her belly. She takes particular note of Loveblade and Natalie, her eyelids batting at her mother and sister but also offering a professional nod. "Hello everyone, and welcome to the Mother's Milk Saloon, I am Barbara, you can call me Barbie if you like," the BroodOx says with the very slight affectation of a southern drawl. "You're all here on a very special day. While we have been open for a little over a week today is the day we are officially open and you are among the first two pass through our hallowed doors as official guests." She looks at the various people in attendance, her eyes very clearly looking over their bodies. "Before we enter though, I must warn you, this establishment is rather on the... lewd side. The few guests we do have here besides ya'll are naked, and many of the waitresses and bartenders are as well. It is not a rule that you be naked, but we would welcome it if you were to join us. And before we continue, I must ask if anyone has any questions for me?"<br> <br>Smith Pfft<br> <br>Hajime coughs slightly, staring at Smith with a frankly... Shocked expression. What on Earth was he doing here? Why was he dressed like that? Why was he acting like that? Why did he suddenly have an apprehension towards referring to her as 'fennec lady'? What on -Earth- is that stain? Does she even want to know? All of these questions raced through her mind all at once, before she finally cleared her throat. "S-Smith... Didn't expect to see you here. Mind you, I didn't expect to see myself here either, so I suppose we're even..." she finishes, with a slight mumble, before shaking her head to regain her focus, deciding to officially introduce herself to everyone present. "Hello. I am Hajime Dachi. I trust that you will remember that?" the fennec rhetorically asks, before gasping loudly, and running off without giving any explination at all. Looks like she'll have to find the answers to those questions another time.<br> <br>Thelergramor shakes his head at the woman. "I've no questions, no. And I'm just going to keep my clothes on, since that's allowed, yes." He nods after his statement, glances over those gathered, but remains otherwise quiet.<br> <br>Rev let's out a cry of surprise as the Margay snatches the him up off the ground. However as he is both surrounded by those familiar four arms, and pressed to a group of equally familiar group of breasts. He settles into them, and looks up with a smile at Eri as she kisses his cheek. "Oh hello there Eri it's good to see you gorgeous." He says before looking back to their Broodox Host. Whose words he listens to rather closely. His gaze briefly moves to the departing Hajime. "Well now wonder what her hurry is." He says while reaching up to scratch his chin. "HmmmmmI don't have any questions just yet." | + | <div></div><br> <br>The outside of the building is large, small hints of its old purpose appear in decaying logos and advertisements<br> <br>A gym chain. Heading inside the atmosphere changes, the scent of sex and strawberry incense fills the air, the walls covered with sultry drapes. Opposite the door is an desk-turned-altar, covered with fertility idols resembling various mutant forms of numerous art styles. A buxom tall Broodox stands in front of the altar, very naked with a swollen stomach, dripping breasts and a hefty male package hiding her feminine sex. She stands still with her hands on her stomach and a welcoming smile on her muzzle<br> <br>Thelergramor walks on up to this here former-gym turned saloon, all 'yote looking and clothed. Black hat, white shirt, black cargo pants... He peers around this here room, squinting at the statue and idols... sniffs at the air, noting it smells like milk and cum. He rubs his nose, trying to get that scent out. "Nice enough place, I guess..."<br> <br>Rev aproaches the repurposed gym. The seemingly ordinary everyday human dressed in jeans, boots, and a black bombers jacket. Comes to a halt, and tilts his head back examing the buildings outside for a moment before stepping inside. Sniffing the air he smiles at the rather appealing scents of sex, and strawberries. His gaze moves over the room to it's current occupants. "Hmmm nice place." <br> <br>Hajime arrives, clad in her usual attire, following her crimson, red, and sandy fur colour scheme, which is only broken by the subtle purple scarf she wears. It's a dark purple, however, so it fits. Glancing at her surroundings, she sighs, writing something down in what could vaguely pass as a 'notepad', though due to the quality, it's more akin to a leather-bound novel. "And here we are..." she thinks aloud, noting the other present parties, and the omnipresent scent of sex.<br> <br>Eri dressed in her usual black jeans and bikini bra, the massive 18 foot tall golden furred margay sneaking in right behind Rev, her big thick fluffy paws dampening the sound of her feet as she wandered up behind the man sinking to her knees as silently as she can and wrapping Rev up in her four arms and lifting him in between her four breasts nuzzling the top of his head with a purr, her well washed and cared for silky soft golden fur smelling of sweet jungle fruits and vanilla. "Indeed~" She whispered to the man giving Rev a kiss to his cheek.<br> <br>Loveblade walks in through the front door of the Saloon, inhaling the scent of sweet perfume, strawberries and the heady musk of sex. Inhaling deeply and sorting out individual scents, she glances over the group and smiles softly, her tails swaying behind her in a graceful curve while rising slowly into the air before she gets that under control. She fairly glows, her scales shining with a rich lustre while her scent is...muddled. Shifting her massive wings to cover her four arms like a cloak, Love walks into the lobby "Hey everyone! I see you made it okay." <br> <br>A Husky, his demeanor unusually dominant and larger and more muscular than the average Husky, steps inside, awkwardly straightening his suit. Well, you guess it's PART of a suit, considering all he's wearing is a scruffy, white button-down shirt, the collar a little crooked and that's all, leaving nothing below to the imagination. He sniffs around, tugging down on his shirt. "Oooh, this place is fancy..." the dog says, his voice identifiable as the infamous Smith. He looks around the room, antsier than usual, staring at everyone, especially the Zephyr employees. He nods shakily to Hajime, grinning crookedly. "Fenne- I mean, Hajime! How ya?" He avoids Thel nervously, as he recalls the coyote dragging him to the Triage on a few occasions. Otherwise, he's relatively polite, if somewhat jumpy and twitchy, greeting everyone, introducing himself, and shaking the occasional hand as he makes his way to Lila. "I love the setup, Lila. Real fancy, looks cozy and homely!" He grins at the fellow feral, shaking her hand. "Glad I could make it. Wasn't doing anything else anyway." He chuckles slightly, the aberration of a Husky looking around the room again.<br> <br>Natalie follows her mother into the refurbished former gym, quickly whipping her nipple out if her mouth as she notices the others gathered here. She readjusts her poncho to cover her torso and half-hides behind Loveblade, staring at everyone with her darkly glittering eyes.<br> <br>The womans smiles widely, rubbing over her belly. She takes particular note of Loveblade and Natalie, her eyelids batting at her mother and sister but also offering a professional nod. "Hello everyone, and welcome to the Mother's Milk Saloon, I am Barbara, you can call me Barbie if you like," the BroodOx says with the very slight affectation of a southern drawl. "You're all here on a very special day. While we have been open for a little over a week today is the day we are officially open and you are among the first two pass through our hallowed doors as official guests." She looks at the various people in attendance, her eyes very clearly looking over their bodies. "Before we enter though, I must warn you, this establishment is rather on the... lewd side. The few guests we do have here besides ya'll are naked, and many of the waitresses and bartenders are as well. It is not a rule that you be naked, but we would welcome it if you were to join us. And before we continue, I must ask if anyone has any questions for me?"<br> <br>Smith Pfft<br> <br>Hajime coughs slightly, staring at Smith with a frankly... Shocked expression. What on Earth was he doing here? Why was he dressed like that? Why was he acting like that? Why did he suddenly have an apprehension towards referring to her as 'fennec lady'? What on -Earth- is that stain? Does she even want to know? All of these questions raced through her mind all at once, before she finally cleared her throat. "S-Smith... Didn't expect to see you here. Mind you, I didn't expect to see myself here either, so I suppose we're even..." she finishes, with a slight mumble, before shaking her head to regain her focus, deciding to officially introduce herself to everyone present. "Hello. I am Hajime Dachi. I trust that you will remember that?" the fennec rhetorically asks, before gasping loudly, and running off without giving any explination at all. Looks like she'll have to find the answers to those questions another time.<br> <br>Thelergramor shakes his head at the woman. "I've no questions, no. And I'm just going to keep my clothes on, since that's allowed, yes." He nods after his statement, glances over those gathered, but remains otherwise quiet.<br> <br>Rev let's out a cry of surprise as the Margay snatches the him up off the ground. However as he is both surrounded by those familiar four arms, and pressed to a group of equally familiar group of breasts. He settles into them, and looks up with a smile at Eri as she kisses his cheek. "Oh hello there Eri it's good to see you gorgeous." He says before looking back to their Broodox Host. Whose words he listens to rather closely. His gaze briefly moves to the departing Hajime. "Well now wonder what her hurry is." He says while reaching up to scratch his chin. "HmmmmmI don't have any questions just yet."<br> <br>Eri nuzzles the top of Rev's head and whispers something to him, but other then that the margay simply gives a small wave with a paw to Loveblade before grasping Rev, holding him like a teddybear in her arms, and more or less enveloping most of his body in floof. Though the fact she wore a bikini ment Rev really didn't actually sink between her breasts but rather was pressed against them and the fabric! However the margay simply remained quiet otherwise.<br> <br>Loveblade arches her back in surprise and moves to take a step when wing and claw touch her back, but feeling Natalies' welcome touch, simply wraps a warm arm around her hips, holding her thigh while a wing cups her back, winking to Barbara with a sweet smile. With her wing open, you can see the six head sized breasts on her chest pressing close along Natalies' side as she leans over for a quick kiss behind her daughters' ear, whispering something as she waits for Nat to get used to the people, a golden blush rising in her cheeks while she beams "Such a proud day," she purrs, her thrum of pleasure fills the room with a sense of warmth as she comforts her girl.<br> <br>Smith starts to shake his head, before staring after Hajime in bewilderment. "Wha... o-okay then..." His shoulders hunch a little, now surrounded by almost complete strangers. "If you missed or forgot who I am, I'm Smith. Bit of a wallflower occasionally... Husky at the moment. Friend of the owner, came to wish them luck and get free food," he says jokingly towards the end, his overall tone shaky. "Erm, my shirt shouldn't get in the way too much. Uhm. Yeah. Just gonna scuttle on out of the spotlight..." He does indeed shift away, out of view, towards the back, tugging on his shirt again, looking around nervously. Obviously, someone's not used to suits... or hasn't worn clothes in a while. What do you expect from a feral off his meds, though?<br> <br>"Hi, Barbie!" waves Natalie at the broodox before being distracted by Hajime's sudden departure. "Um, bye?..." The Margaytaur's antics only distract her a moment before she feels the welcome embrace of her mother and turns a reddish shade of black. "I love you too, mommy," she whispers and buries her head in Loveblade's neck.<br> <br>Barbara tilts her head to the side at Smith as he steps away. "I don't recall mentioning free food. Who's been spoiling the surprise?" she says disappointedly and clicks tongue against her teeth. She stiffles a giggle as best she could at Rev and Eri's affections. She nods at thel with her warm smile still present. "You're all welcome to wear your clothes. No one will fault you for it." She straightens her spine a little bit before giving a slight bow. "If there are no questions please, follow me to the dining area," she says, promptly turning on her hooves and moving a pair of satin curtains to the north.<br> <br>Barbara stands just beyond the doorway, leaving ample room for all of her guests. Around her is a bustle of waitresses and bartenders scurrying around, several BroodOxen, Shadow Dragons, and other various herms of various forms, bringing trays filled with fresh comfort food to the guests sitting at the tables, and a few entertaining some guests personally. "This is the restauraunt and bar. We have some very talented chefs in the kitchen who can cook up a variety of foods, but specialize in sourthern foods. We unfortunately have no liquor at the bar at the moment, but do offer plenty of milk if you wish to have it. I do welcome you all to enjoy our food and our waitresses as you wish, but please remember, our staff here is family, they do what they do willingly, but we ask that you do not force them." She claps her hands together. "Now, does anyone want some Peach cobbler?"<br> <br>Thelergramor follows that there Barbara north through the curtains, hands in his pockets while he again sniffs at the air in the room. Food and milk. He hmms quietly. He glances over the room, and the herms doing their waitressing. Nods, not entirely sure what to think of this... "Peach? No thanks, really not a fan of peaches. Or cobblers. Shoe makers telling me that they don't fit my feet anymore... Bad joke, sorry." He chuckles, shakes his head and just wags his tail happily.<br> <br>Eri simply wanders in after ducking the doorway with Rev still in her arms, pressed against her boobs like he were merely a teddybear. The massive feline softly purring all the while, though she hurries to a spot to sway her hips one way then sway quickly back to bump into Loveblade rushing to cover the dragon's eyes with her lower set of paws. "Guess who~" She whispers holding back a laugh.<br> <br>Smith shuffles in, looking around. "Heh, my kinda place..." he says quietly, looking around at the customers and staff, eyeing them apprehensively, smoothing his shirt. Ooookay, relax. You came here to have fun and relax, he thinks to himself. "Peach cobbler, you say? I like pie..." He hunches his shoulders further. "If it's no trouble. I don't want to be trouble..." He glances around, scratching his ear. "Nice setup. Like the smell. Comforting." He coughs slightly, stepping to the side of the group a little, looking at the other folks.<br> <br>Natalie moves around once inside, greeting her siblings before returning to the group of guests. Even though she was supposed to stay with the group, she just had to say hi! Her hair shimmers in the light as she bounces slightly on her feet, while those dark eyes of hers seem stuck on Smith.<br> <br>Rev smiles, and reaches up to pat the Margay on the cheek as she nuzzels him. And when the Margay whispers into his ear he smiles, and whispers back to her. He looks away from Eri and back to Barbie."Hmmmm dining area...this should be interesting he mutters as he is carried into the next room by Eri. And when the margay rushes across the room to play guess who with Love. Rev adjusts his postion, and squirms around a bit. till he is more or less sitting, on her breasts, and bikinni top. He lightly chuckles in amusement at his friends antics. However his gaze eventually moves on to the contents of the room. He looks over the waiting staff, and back to their guide. "Mmmmm any chance you have cherry?"<br> <br>Loveblade moves into the restaurant, her sheen only brightening with the excitement of pride, watching her hatchlings and calves making so many people so very happy. Squeezing Natalie's hip encouragingly before she wanders off, Love settles her wing cloak around her shoulders once more, the soft as silk skin that covers her massive wings draping down the floor while she folds it tight to save space, and chairs. It's when she begins to move toward the side-bar for a word that she feels two padded hands cover her eyes, a quick glance of claws and fur telling her who was feeling playful before she's held. Thrumming a bit louder from the touch and pressing back into soft fluffy fur, Love answers her question with a lilting voice "We~el if it's not Sandy Paws, I...just don't know!" her mouth quirks in a wry grin and it's with tenderness that she nuzzles back into her lovers arms, rubbing her head up to tease at her breasts, feeling a bump or two that could only be some part of Rev, but which, she's not sure. "I wonder who...." |
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The outside of the building is large, small hints of its old purpose appear in decaying logos and advertisements
A gym chain. Heading inside the atmosphere changes, the scent of sex and strawberry incense fills the air, the walls covered with sultry drapes. Opposite the door is an desk-turned-altar, covered with fertility idols resembling various mutant forms of numerous art styles. A buxom tall Broodox stands in front of the altar, very naked with a swollen stomach, dripping breasts and a hefty male package hiding her feminine sex. She stands still with her hands on her stomach and a welcoming smile on her muzzle
Thelergramor walks on up to this here former-gym turned saloon, all 'yote looking and clothed. Black hat, white shirt, black cargo pants... He peers around this here room, squinting at the statue and idols... sniffs at the air, noting it smells like milk and cum. He rubs his nose, trying to get that scent out. "Nice enough place, I guess..."
Rev aproaches the repurposed gym. The seemingly ordinary everyday human dressed in jeans, boots, and a black bombers jacket. Comes to a halt, and tilts his head back examing the buildings outside for a moment before stepping inside. Sniffing the air he smiles at the rather appealing scents of sex, and strawberries. His gaze moves over the room to it's current occupants. "Hmmm nice place."
Hajime arrives, clad in her usual attire, following her crimson, red, and sandy fur colour scheme, which is only broken by the subtle purple scarf she wears. It's a dark purple, however, so it fits. Glancing at her surroundings, she sighs, writing something down in what could vaguely pass as a 'notepad', though due to the quality, it's more akin to a leather-bound novel. "And here we are..." she thinks aloud, noting the other present parties, and the omnipresent scent of sex.
Eri dressed in her usual black jeans and bikini bra, the massive 18 foot tall golden furred margay sneaking in right behind Rev, her big thick fluffy paws dampening the sound of her feet as she wandered up behind the man sinking to her knees as silently as she can and wrapping Rev up in her four arms and lifting him in between her four breasts nuzzling the top of his head with a purr, her well washed and cared for silky soft golden fur smelling of sweet jungle fruits and vanilla. "Indeed~" She whispered to the man giving Rev a kiss to his cheek.
Loveblade walks in through the front door of the Saloon, inhaling the scent of sweet perfume, strawberries and the heady musk of sex. Inhaling deeply and sorting out individual scents, she glances over the group and smiles softly, her tails swaying behind her in a graceful curve while rising slowly into the air before she gets that under control. She fairly glows, her scales shining with a rich lustre while her scent is...muddled. Shifting her massive wings to cover her four arms like a cloak, Love walks into the lobby "Hey everyone! I see you made it okay."
A Husky, his demeanor unusually dominant and larger and more muscular than the average Husky, steps inside, awkwardly straightening his suit. Well, you guess it's PART of a suit, considering all he's wearing is a scruffy, white button-down shirt, the collar a little crooked and that's all, leaving nothing below to the imagination. He sniffs around, tugging down on his shirt. "Oooh, this place is fancy..." the dog says, his voice identifiable as the infamous Smith. He looks around the room, antsier than usual, staring at everyone, especially the Zephyr employees. He nods shakily to Hajime, grinning crookedly. "Fenne- I mean, Hajime! How ya?" He avoids Thel nervously, as he recalls the coyote dragging him to the Triage on a few occasions. Otherwise, he's relatively polite, if somewhat jumpy and twitchy, greeting everyone, introducing himself, and shaking the occasional hand as he makes his way to Lila. "I love the setup, Lila. Real fancy, looks cozy and homely!" He grins at the fellow feral, shaking her hand. "Glad I could make it. Wasn't doing anything else anyway." He chuckles slightly, the aberration of a Husky looking around the room again.
Natalie follows her mother into the refurbished former gym, quickly whipping her nipple out if her mouth as she notices the others gathered here. She readjusts her poncho to cover her torso and half-hides behind Loveblade, staring at everyone with her darkly glittering eyes.
The womans smiles widely, rubbing over her belly. She takes particular note of Loveblade and Natalie, her eyelids batting at her mother and sister but also offering a professional nod. "Hello everyone, and welcome to the Mother's Milk Saloon, I am Barbara, you can call me Barbie if you like," the BroodOx says with the very slight affectation of a southern drawl. "You're all here on a very special day. While we have been open for a little over a week today is the day we are officially open and you are among the first two pass through our hallowed doors as official guests." She looks at the various people in attendance, her eyes very clearly looking over their bodies. "Before we enter though, I must warn you, this establishment is rather on the... lewd side. The few guests we do have here besides ya'll are naked, and many of the waitresses and bartenders are as well. It is not a rule that you be naked, but we would welcome it if you were to join us. And before we continue, I must ask if anyone has any questions for me?"
Smith Pfft
Hajime coughs slightly, staring at Smith with a frankly... Shocked expression. What on Earth was he doing here? Why was he dressed like that? Why was he acting like that? Why did he suddenly have an apprehension towards referring to her as 'fennec lady'? What on -Earth- is that stain? Does she even want to know? All of these questions raced through her mind all at once, before she finally cleared her throat. "S-Smith... Didn't expect to see you here. Mind you, I didn't expect to see myself here either, so I suppose we're even..." she finishes, with a slight mumble, before shaking her head to regain her focus, deciding to officially introduce herself to everyone present. "Hello. I am Hajime Dachi. I trust that you will remember that?" the fennec rhetorically asks, before gasping loudly, and running off without giving any explination at all. Looks like she'll have to find the answers to those questions another time.
Thelergramor shakes his head at the woman. "I've no questions, no. And I'm just going to keep my clothes on, since that's allowed, yes." He nods after his statement, glances over those gathered, but remains otherwise quiet.
Rev let's out a cry of surprise as the Margay snatches the him up off the ground. However as he is both surrounded by those familiar four arms, and pressed to a group of equally familiar group of breasts. He settles into them, and looks up with a smile at Eri as she kisses his cheek. "Oh hello there Eri it's good to see you gorgeous." He says before looking back to their Broodox Host. Whose words he listens to rather closely. His gaze briefly moves to the departing Hajime. "Well now wonder what her hurry is." He says while reaching up to scratch his chin. "HmmmmmI don't have any questions just yet."
Eri nuzzles the top of Rev's head and whispers something to him, but other then that the margay simply gives a small wave with a paw to Loveblade before grasping Rev, holding him like a teddybear in her arms, and more or less enveloping most of his body in floof. Though the fact she wore a bikini ment Rev really didn't actually sink between her breasts but rather was pressed against them and the fabric! However the margay simply remained quiet otherwise.
Loveblade arches her back in surprise and moves to take a step when wing and claw touch her back, but feeling Natalies' welcome touch, simply wraps a warm arm around her hips, holding her thigh while a wing cups her back, winking to Barbara with a sweet smile. With her wing open, you can see the six head sized breasts on her chest pressing close along Natalies' side as she leans over for a quick kiss behind her daughters' ear, whispering something as she waits for Nat to get used to the people, a golden blush rising in her cheeks while she beams "Such a proud day," she purrs, her thrum of pleasure fills the room with a sense of warmth as she comforts her girl.
Smith starts to shake his head, before staring after Hajime in bewilderment. "Wha... o-okay then..." His shoulders hunch a little, now surrounded by almost complete strangers. "If you missed or forgot who I am, I'm Smith. Bit of a wallflower occasionally... Husky at the moment. Friend of the owner, came to wish them luck and get free food," he says jokingly towards the end, his overall tone shaky. "Erm, my shirt shouldn't get in the way too much. Uhm. Yeah. Just gonna scuttle on out of the spotlight..." He does indeed shift away, out of view, towards the back, tugging on his shirt again, looking around nervously. Obviously, someone's not used to suits... or hasn't worn clothes in a while. What do you expect from a feral off his meds, though?
"Hi, Barbie!" waves Natalie at the broodox before being distracted by Hajime's sudden departure. "Um, bye?..." The Margaytaur's antics only distract her a moment before she feels the welcome embrace of her mother and turns a reddish shade of black. "I love you too, mommy," she whispers and buries her head in Loveblade's neck.
Barbara tilts her head to the side at Smith as he steps away. "I don't recall mentioning free food. Who's been spoiling the surprise?" she says disappointedly and clicks tongue against her teeth. She stiffles a giggle as best she could at Rev and Eri's affections. She nods at thel with her warm smile still present. "You're all welcome to wear your clothes. No one will fault you for it." She straightens her spine a little bit before giving a slight bow. "If there are no questions please, follow me to the dining area," she says, promptly turning on her hooves and moving a pair of satin curtains to the north.
Barbara stands just beyond the doorway, leaving ample room for all of her guests. Around her is a bustle of waitresses and bartenders scurrying around, several BroodOxen, Shadow Dragons, and other various herms of various forms, bringing trays filled with fresh comfort food to the guests sitting at the tables, and a few entertaining some guests personally. "This is the restauraunt and bar. We have some very talented chefs in the kitchen who can cook up a variety of foods, but specialize in sourthern foods. We unfortunately have no liquor at the bar at the moment, but do offer plenty of milk if you wish to have it. I do welcome you all to enjoy our food and our waitresses as you wish, but please remember, our staff here is family, they do what they do willingly, but we ask that you do not force them." She claps her hands together. "Now, does anyone want some Peach cobbler?"
Thelergramor follows that there Barbara north through the curtains, hands in his pockets while he again sniffs at the air in the room. Food and milk. He hmms quietly. He glances over the room, and the herms doing their waitressing. Nods, not entirely sure what to think of this... "Peach? No thanks, really not a fan of peaches. Or cobblers. Shoe makers telling me that they don't fit my feet anymore... Bad joke, sorry." He chuckles, shakes his head and just wags his tail happily.
Eri simply wanders in after ducking the doorway with Rev still in her arms, pressed against her boobs like he were merely a teddybear. The massive feline softly purring all the while, though she hurries to a spot to sway her hips one way then sway quickly back to bump into Loveblade rushing to cover the dragon's eyes with her lower set of paws. "Guess who~" She whispers holding back a laugh.
Smith shuffles in, looking around. "Heh, my kinda place..." he says quietly, looking around at the customers and staff, eyeing them apprehensively, smoothing his shirt. Ooookay, relax. You came here to have fun and relax, he thinks to himself. "Peach cobbler, you say? I like pie..." He hunches his shoulders further. "If it's no trouble. I don't want to be trouble..." He glances around, scratching his ear. "Nice setup. Like the smell. Comforting." He coughs slightly, stepping to the side of the group a little, looking at the other folks.
Natalie moves around once inside, greeting her siblings before returning to the group of guests. Even though she was supposed to stay with the group, she just had to say hi! Her hair shimmers in the light as she bounces slightly on her feet, while those dark eyes of hers seem stuck on Smith.
Rev smiles, and reaches up to pat the Margay on the cheek as she nuzzels him. And when the Margay whispers into his ear he smiles, and whispers back to her. He looks away from Eri and back to Barbie."Hmmmm dining area...this should be interesting he mutters as he is carried into the next room by Eri. And when the margay rushes across the room to play guess who with Love. Rev adjusts his postion, and squirms around a bit. till he is more or less sitting, on her breasts, and bikinni top. He lightly chuckles in amusement at his friends antics. However his gaze eventually moves on to the contents of the room. He looks over the waiting staff, and back to their guide. "Mmmmm any chance you have cherry?"
Loveblade moves into the restaurant, her sheen only brightening with the excitement of pride, watching her hatchlings and calves making so many people so very happy. Squeezing Natalie's hip encouragingly before she wanders off, Love settles her wing cloak around her shoulders once more, the soft as silk skin that covers her massive wings draping down the floor while she folds it tight to save space, and chairs. It's when she begins to move toward the side-bar for a word that she feels two padded hands cover her eyes, a quick glance of claws and fur telling her who was feeling playful before she's held. Thrumming a bit louder from the touch and pressing back into soft fluffy fur, Love answers her question with a lilting voice "We~el if it's not Sandy Paws, I...just don't know!" her mouth quirks in a wry grin and it's with tenderness that she nuzzles back into her lovers arms, rubbing her head up to tease at her breasts, feeling a bump or two that could only be some part of Rev, but which, she's not sure. "I wonder who...."
