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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?" | + | <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>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...."<br> <br>Barbara smiles and nods her head. She ushers one of her sisters over, a statuesque dragoness and whispers something to hir. The dragoness hurries off and soon... a bunny with an alley's cat body returns. Shi carries a large tray with both Peach and Cherry cobbler on the tray, offering up the Peach to Smith. Shi pauses for a moment and glares, her fur standing up as her bunny nose wiggles a little. She snorts and turns, walking over to Eri and raising the tray high to give the plate of Cherry to Rev. She tucks the tray underneath her arm, drops onto all fours, and scampers off. Barbara rolls her eyes and shakes her head. "My big brother, shi's a little feral," she explains. The smile returns and she brings her hooves together very quickly, making her breasts bounce up and down a little. "If no one wants anything else perhaps we could move onto the spa?" she says politely, as though she were asking her guests permission.<br> <br>Eri blinks once or twice and removes her paws from Loveblade's eyes, resting her elbows on Loveblade's shoulders to look at her paws herself. "My paws aren't sandy!" The margay retorts smooshing her paws into Loveblade's cheeks and making all sorts of faces this way on Loveblade. Eventually the margay pulls Rev's seatbelt off and instead pushes his belly so that he falls backwards in between her breasts and pushes him into the thick furred warm mounds while her bra kept him from falling out, unless he was trying to escape. However the margay, now with those paws free she happily takes the tray and holds it to the hole in the center of her bra to which Rev should be able to see out of. "It's ERI!" The margay snickers rushing up to walk beside giving a kind smile.<br> <br>Thelergramor takes a hand from one of his pockets, rubs his muzzle and... stares at the bouncing titties. Shrugs, finds he's seen better and turns back to see Eri doing... stuff... to Loveblade and Rev. Shrugs again, scratches his muzzle, and looks back to Barbara. "I'll move on if they're ready to go..." He gestures to them other people.<br> <br>Smith takes the cobbler with a thank you, blinking in surprise at hir reaction, his ear flattening sadly. "Uhm... sorry?" he says softly, not sure for the treatment, and eats the pie, finishing it rather quickly. "I like the pie. My compliments to the chef." He looks at Barbara, ears flicking slightly. "The spa? I didn't know there was a spa," he says softly, before speaking a little louder to say, "I'd love to look at the spa..." He looks around nervously, between Thel and Natalie, Eri and Rev and Loveblade, and the nameless customers. "Er..." He scratches his muzzle nervously, his gaze jumping about. He really should've taken his 'oculations today...<br> <br>Natalie, seeing her mother is 'occupied,' stops between Thelergramor and Smith. "The spa is real nice, it has everything." Having run out of things to say, she just smiles bashfully and waits for the tour to continue.<br> <br>Rev after a pit of awkward manuvering. He manages to reach out from between the eri's. Rather large mammaries, and takes hold of the plate of cherry cobbler. Before thanking the bunny as they scamper off. However he turns his head to look at their broodox guide. Just in time to see her breasts bounce. Then turns his head to the side, and eyes one of the large breasts surrounding him. As he swallows a bite of pie. He reaches out, and lightly presses a finger againsts the margays breast."Mmmmmmm I am ready to move on as well." He says just before wolfing down the cobbler on his plate. Which he then holds out from between the margay"I suposse I should hand this off to one of the people working here before we move on though"<br> <br>Loveblade grips the hands that were in front of her face and unfurls her wings, just enough to brush across Eri's breasts and stroke, as teasing as the Margay could ever want. Thrumming throughout, she takes the rub and steps with Eri, pulling her hands around while she turns and moves in beside, winding up with a large clawed hand buried in Margay fur while she strokes Eri's back with powerful strokes, rubbing the large kitty the right way. "Heh! You had me soooo fooled!" Love teases gently, her wry smile and sparkling eyes meeting the Margay's warm welcome. Arching her back gently, Love's tails swish and curl through fluffy fur, stroking around leg and thigh to as they move down with enough pressure to comb the lovely kitty as Love answer's Barbara's question with a simple nod. <br> <br>Barbara waves a hand through the air as a busty Cow maiden rushes up and takes the plate from Rev. "Oh, don't worry about Simon, shi's always been bitter being the mutt," she remarks and turns her head to follow her brother's movement. She furrows her brow as she sees Simon go to a pair of Blue Gryphons that are getting rather handsy with the hybrid bunny. The two gryphons pick up the Bunny, and at a distance it looks like a struggle, but none of the other waitresses seem bothered. She sighs and turns back to the guests. "The trouble child that one, but shi means well." She forces a reluctant smile and claps her hands again, large breasts jiggling once more. "The spa! Yes, we're all very proud of it here, it's the crown jewel of the saloon," she says, glancing back again at her brother as Simon is carried down a flight of stairs. "But you know what? Perhaps we should save the best for last. Please, follow me and I'll show you our basement." Not waiting for her guests consent, she turns and starts walking towards the steps.<br> <br>Barbara comes to the base of the step as quickly as her hooves and pregnant weight would allow, clearly forgetting her professionalism. She gasps as she reaches the base of the step and screams, "GET OFF MY BROTHER!" Sure enough, the Bunny hybrid is being pinned against a wall and forced into shackles by the two naked, and very clearly aroused, gryphons, thrashing about and hissing at hir two assailants. Barbara lunges forward, but gets grabbed by one of the gryphons, the avian's hand clenching around the BroodOx's throat as shi pins the host to another wall.<br> <br>Eri grimices and simply leaves the comfort of Loveblade's soothing touch to rush at Barbara's assailant. Though with the restricted ceiling height the massive feline actually must crawl on all fours. Though this doesn't stop her rushing and lunging at the bird thing, to tackle him to the ground with at at least one full ton of pure toned muscle, grappling him with all four arms not to mention Rev being along for the ride.<br> <br>Thelergramor blinks a few times as things get all rapey. "Well, fuck. And here's me without my flamethrower..." He chuckles, then shakes his head and charges at one of the rapacious gryphons; clawed hands going for the throat to tear it out, all snarling and angry 'yote... His hat falls off in the process.<br> <br>Smith blinks and whines. "Today, of all days not to bring my baaaag." He snarls, rolling his sleeves up, baring his teeth, coming out of his wallflower shell. "HEY, WINDBAGS," he howls, "I HEAR YOU DON'T FLY IN STORMS!" He snarls and lunges forward, raking his claws against the attackers and suddenly giving off a wave of electricity and directing it at the Gryphons. "PICK ON THIS INSTEAD!"<br> <br>Natalie screams in rage, grabbing all the attention she can, and flings herself at the gryphon still holding her brother. Without a thought she grabs him in her quartet of arms, lifts, and hurls him into the far reinforced wall with all her strength.<br> <br>Rev slips out from between his Eri's breasts, and drops to the ground. The large human shifts the the form of a solar dragon. And with some work he grabs the grypon, and bites doen on their shoulder his sharp teeth lightly pricks it, and floods the gryphons vlood stream with hos sedstive saliva<br> <br>Loveblade shoots into action, acting at the same time that she sees what's happening and flinging her wings forward to divide the two sides of the room while raising all four hands, a huge mass of swirling tendrils shooting out specifically at the attackers, vines all covered in spikes and thorns striking their skin and binding at them, ripping into flesh to subdue and make any motion painful. All this happening at the same time as her gesture while people are rushing to aid her son and daughter. Love's comforting thrumm deepens, darkens and bursts from her throat as a deafening /ROAR/, her rage climbing into a frenzy of protective need.<br> <br>Hajime steps right on in, taking a moment to adjust to the slightly different atmosphere, having been wandering around the place for a while now to find out where the heck everyone was. She found the group nigh instantly, though, once she had picked up on all of the whole kerfuffle. Staring, she asks, "What the actual hell is going on here?" as she reaches for her holstered recurve bow, which she didn't have with her the first time she showed up. Looks like she had gone back home to get it, and it's a good thing, too, because she might just need it...<br> <br>The two gryphons are caught off guard, not expecting such a large group of people in such a small room. The gryphon holding Barbara is pre-occupie, unable to defend hirself as claws and teeth tear into hir skin. Hir grip weakens and Barbara is left free as Rev grabs the gryphon and sedates them with a vicious bite, soon bound by thorny vines coiling around hir arms. The other is a bit more prepared, Simon half shackled to the wall, shi leaves the bunny hybrid, a little stunned, shackled to the wall in favor of defending hirself, but soon meets a similar fate as ribbons of flesh are torn from hir hide and Natalie grabs them. The gryphon flies through the air, the expression on hir face of utter shock by the display of strength, slamming into the once sturdy looking stock, causing it's wood to creak for a moment before splintering and giving way. The gryphon groans, but doesn't move as shi lays in the splintered wreckage of the wooden stock. Barbara coughs and rubs at her throat, pushing against the wall to bring herself back to her hooves. "Th-ank you," she rasps to her family and the guests before turning to her brother and walking towards hir slowly, clearly struggling to move.<br> <br>Eri blinks very much as everyone seems to spring to action, the margay opting to slide out from the chaos and merely make her way to a corner of the room, out of the way and sit down, crossing her legs, since everyone else handled everything...<br> <br>Thelergramor shifty eyes around the room after the chaos of the fight. Licks the blood from his claws, peers around for his hat... Finds it on the floor and places it back on his head. "Arright then... What now? Any plans for these assholes?" Really wishes he had one of his guns... MAybe the shotgun to remove the brains of the offenders... Doesn't like rapists. "I'm thinking... a bit of dismemberment? Nothing lethal but..." His tail wags a bit, peers around at the others.<br> <br>Smith shakes his head clearing himself of the battlelust, the electric field around him dying away. He looks around, eyes widening at the sight of Hajime. He looks back at Barbara. He steps aside, letting the others discuss as he sidles up next to Hajime, shoulders hunching as he tries to go back to being a wallflower. He whines and whimpers softly. "I really don't think we're going about this the best way... the threat's gone, can't we just toss them out with and let other ferals deal with them? Or send them to the K-9 station? We're trying to make laws mean at least a little something... this'll help..." His ears press against his head in worry. "Makes sense?"<br> <br>Natalie strides purposefully to her fallen target. "Mommy said never to kill a guest," she says, closing in on the injured Gryphon with blood in her eyes. "But she didn't say not to make them hurt." She puts one foot on one of its mangled joints, leaning her full weight on the injury and yells, "Stay away from my family!"<br> <br>Rev having taken care of one the gryphins alongside Eri. Rev retuens to his previous human form, and makes his way across the room to join Eri in the corner. Seeing as there is really no more need for him to take action. Considering the others have things well handled. "Well that was a bit more excitment than I was expecting......Well actually it was excitement of a different nature thsn I had expected to see around here." He says to the large taur as he leans against her form. <br> <br>Loveblade lowers her hands with flashing claws, slicing off the vines at their root, but just look at her; every muscle is tense, achingly tight and straining to throw her at the enemy, teeth bared down to their clean roots and slavering with the enraged power of a mother defending her child. Her wings half-spread and slam with speed and instinctive skill into the nearby stocks, a swift blow that sends them flying into the far walls to shatter, leaving broken bases behind. The vessels in her eyes darken, bleeding with her rising blood-pressure, capilaries burst from her barely controlled frenzy as she takes a jerking step forward, fighting her body, fighting instinct, fighting /NEED/ to see them done. Her voice..rips out of her throat, a low primal growl of passion that fuels the flames of her rage higher, the feeling of release, of satisfaction. Hands point, claws forward, and curl, obsidian claws cutting into her palms with crescent bites till blood flows over her wrists and splashes the floor, Love biting down on her anger, HARD. "Very..." she growls, her instinctive lust for their blood choking off words, but passion or no, her body...turns. Her muscles so tight you can HEAR her joints grinding, being pulled hard in different directions while she moves to face the wall. Leaning forward until her horns break brick, she keeps pressing. Gleaming metal strikes sparks from the shards as she grinds her head to a screeching stop, pressing so hard mortar cracks with a sound like gunshot, her claws digging deep into the brick while she fights herself as something primeval and ancient is pushed back deep inside. <br> <br>Hajime sighs, drawing her paw away from her bow as she notices that the fight was over surprisingly quickly, the whole team overpowering the two gryphons before they could react properly. She smiles warmly as Smith draws closer. "Well, looks what we've got here... What did you do to the Smith I know, imposter?" she jokes, as Loveblade does whatever the fuck 'that' could be described as. It certainly shut her up, though, as she stares in horror. "E-erm... Perhaps coming back was a mistake..." the fennec spake aloud, backing off slightly from the draconic frenzy that had just gone down.<br> <br>Clamoring comes from up the stairs and the sound of a cow-bell rings, echoing down into the basement. Soon a quadrupedal, but rather busty, labrador comes down the stairs, followed by several waitresses. Lila gasps and looks around. "Oh, heavens. Nononono," the canine says in a /very/ heavy southern drawl, the likes of which one might expect to hear out of a cartoon sooner than a person's mouth. Her eyes look around frantically, paws prancing as she is conflicted by what to approach. "Stephanie, Lynette, go to daddy, try to calm her down. Sally, Belle, get those two gryphons and show them some /southern hospitality/," she instructs her daughters. She turns to her guests. "I'm so sorry about all of this. We try to embrace love and life here, which is why we have no rules, but..." She turns to look at the gryphons and her daughters. "Sometimes people can take advantage of that." She whines and runs over to Barbara paws at her leg. "Please, dear, take a seat," she begs her daughter before coming to Simon on the wall. The bunny mews pitifully, showing hir feline heritage and whispers something to Lila, who dismisses it with a wave of the paw. "Can someone help me get poor Simon out of these shackles, and maybe help those two fuckers into some others? Nat, dear? Maybe you, when yer done grinding hir bones like that."<br> <br>Eri merely grasps Rev and sets him on her lap, wrapping him up and seating him into her boobs once again, opting to remain quiet.<br> <br>Hey! A fennec! How did Thelergramor not notice that? Bam, boner. Anyway... He scratches his muzzle, getting a bit of blood on it, and looks over to Loveblade. Shrugs, Love'll be fine... He then turns to Lila. "So, shackling them down here? Not planning on letting anyone rape 'em, right? Because then me and you would have an issue.<br> <br>Smith looks at Hajime, blinking. "What do you me~ sweet Jesus on a stick, what the hell...?" He stares at Loveblade, blinking rapidly. He puts a hand on Hajime's shoulder, "We'll be fine... I think." He steps to the side as Lila comes downstairs, his ears flat against his head. "Right... lovely tour... would bash again..." he whimpers softly, put off by the amounts of aggression in the air. Damn, he was so jumpy and nervous without his regular dosage of inoculations. He sits on the stairs, waiting for this fiasco to finish, resting his head on his knees. Excessive violence and retribution just weren't his thing tonight, apparently. He glares at Thel, resolving to keep an eye on him...<br> <br>Natalie glares some more at the blue gryphon under her foot before stepping off to help Simon off the wall. Loveblade's display of rage she had seen before, and knew from experience she had nothing to fear from it. She whispers to Lila while she helps with freeing the bunny from the shackles.<br> <br>Rev once again gets comfortable between Eri's fluffy breasts. Like his companion the nanite adept chooses to remain quiet. While everyone else takes care of buisness.<br> <br>Loveblade breathes in deep even motions, eyes closed and face peaceful and serene. Her horns rest in the alcove of shattered brick, fingers dug into the wall. When she feels the touch of her daughters fingers, she murrs something gentle in a very low voice, but the words "Simon" and "Barbara" come out with small growls as Love opens her eyes, tearing blood. Pulling herself away from the wall, bricks shift and clatter to the floor while she hugs her the waitresses for a moemnt, meeting Natalie and Lila's eyes before walking slowly over to them for a hug, her tails stroking the cheeks of her son and daughter, touching them while carefully not looking at the Gryphons, reassuring and loving at once. <br> <br>Hajime sighs, wandering over to and sitting down with Smith, too focused on studying his behaviour to notice Thel's... Altered state. Either that or she simply stopped caring about what people think about her in regards to that any more. "So... When was the last time you had your..." she pauses, before teasingly calling them, "...shots, Smith? You don't seem yourself. At all." She shifts awkwardly, forgetting about the bow she had holstered on her back... The thing's quite large on the poor fennec, which is probably why she doesn't keep it on her more often.<br> <br>Lila turns to look at Thel. "Oh, they're not going to be rapin' anyone. They're gettin' the punishment they deserve, biblical like, eye for an eye. Shackled here, used as sex toys until the staff feels they've done their dues." She turns to one of her daughters as shi secures the healthier gryphon in a stock. "Get the really big vibrators, plug up e'ery hole. Lets see if we can't have these fuckers cumming dust by the week's end. Might be good to throw up a sign advertising a pair of cum-dumps," she said, showing off her definition of southern hospitality. She turns to Natalie and licks her on the cheek. "Thank ya dear, I'm proud of you fer that." |
| + | She sighs and turns back to her guests, slowly padding over only to be picked up into a hug. She yelps in surprise, but soon relaxes and licks at her wife's cheek before once again look to the guests to address them. "I truly am sorry about all this nonsense. To make it up to ya'all I'm going to comp ya'll a month's services. Food, drinks, spa, whatever ya want. Doors are always open, and I know the girls will be happy to serve you however you want after how ya helped their brother and sister. If ya'll will be so kind as to follow me up to my office we can get ya some vouchers to make it all official." She looks to Love as Barbara and Simon are escorted up the stairs. "Dear, would you mind leading us up to the li'l cow's room? We have some business to deal with."[[Category:RPLogs]] | ||
Latest revision as of 07:41, 9 December 2014
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9/12/2014
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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?"
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...."
Barbara smiles and nods her head. She ushers one of her sisters over, a statuesque dragoness and whispers something to hir. The dragoness hurries off and soon... a bunny with an alley's cat body returns. Shi carries a large tray with both Peach and Cherry cobbler on the tray, offering up the Peach to Smith. Shi pauses for a moment and glares, her fur standing up as her bunny nose wiggles a little. She snorts and turns, walking over to Eri and raising the tray high to give the plate of Cherry to Rev. She tucks the tray underneath her arm, drops onto all fours, and scampers off. Barbara rolls her eyes and shakes her head. "My big brother, shi's a little feral," she explains. The smile returns and she brings her hooves together very quickly, making her breasts bounce up and down a little. "If no one wants anything else perhaps we could move onto the spa?" she says politely, as though she were asking her guests permission.
Eri blinks once or twice and removes her paws from Loveblade's eyes, resting her elbows on Loveblade's shoulders to look at her paws herself. "My paws aren't sandy!" The margay retorts smooshing her paws into Loveblade's cheeks and making all sorts of faces this way on Loveblade. Eventually the margay pulls Rev's seatbelt off and instead pushes his belly so that he falls backwards in between her breasts and pushes him into the thick furred warm mounds while her bra kept him from falling out, unless he was trying to escape. However the margay, now with those paws free she happily takes the tray and holds it to the hole in the center of her bra to which Rev should be able to see out of. "It's ERI!" The margay snickers rushing up to walk beside giving a kind smile.
Thelergramor takes a hand from one of his pockets, rubs his muzzle and... stares at the bouncing titties. Shrugs, finds he's seen better and turns back to see Eri doing... stuff... to Loveblade and Rev. Shrugs again, scratches his muzzle, and looks back to Barbara. "I'll move on if they're ready to go..." He gestures to them other people.
Smith takes the cobbler with a thank you, blinking in surprise at hir reaction, his ear flattening sadly. "Uhm... sorry?" he says softly, not sure for the treatment, and eats the pie, finishing it rather quickly. "I like the pie. My compliments to the chef." He looks at Barbara, ears flicking slightly. "The spa? I didn't know there was a spa," he says softly, before speaking a little louder to say, "I'd love to look at the spa..." He looks around nervously, between Thel and Natalie, Eri and Rev and Loveblade, and the nameless customers. "Er..." He scratches his muzzle nervously, his gaze jumping about. He really should've taken his 'oculations today...
Natalie, seeing her mother is 'occupied,' stops between Thelergramor and Smith. "The spa is real nice, it has everything." Having run out of things to say, she just smiles bashfully and waits for the tour to continue.
Rev after a pit of awkward manuvering. He manages to reach out from between the eri's. Rather large mammaries, and takes hold of the plate of cherry cobbler. Before thanking the bunny as they scamper off. However he turns his head to look at their broodox guide. Just in time to see her breasts bounce. Then turns his head to the side, and eyes one of the large breasts surrounding him. As he swallows a bite of pie. He reaches out, and lightly presses a finger againsts the margays breast."Mmmmmmm I am ready to move on as well." He says just before wolfing down the cobbler on his plate. Which he then holds out from between the margay"I suposse I should hand this off to one of the people working here before we move on though"
Loveblade grips the hands that were in front of her face and unfurls her wings, just enough to brush across Eri's breasts and stroke, as teasing as the Margay could ever want. Thrumming throughout, she takes the rub and steps with Eri, pulling her hands around while she turns and moves in beside, winding up with a large clawed hand buried in Margay fur while she strokes Eri's back with powerful strokes, rubbing the large kitty the right way. "Heh! You had me soooo fooled!" Love teases gently, her wry smile and sparkling eyes meeting the Margay's warm welcome. Arching her back gently, Love's tails swish and curl through fluffy fur, stroking around leg and thigh to as they move down with enough pressure to comb the lovely kitty as Love answer's Barbara's question with a simple nod.
Barbara waves a hand through the air as a busty Cow maiden rushes up and takes the plate from Rev. "Oh, don't worry about Simon, shi's always been bitter being the mutt," she remarks and turns her head to follow her brother's movement. She furrows her brow as she sees Simon go to a pair of Blue Gryphons that are getting rather handsy with the hybrid bunny. The two gryphons pick up the Bunny, and at a distance it looks like a struggle, but none of the other waitresses seem bothered. She sighs and turns back to the guests. "The trouble child that one, but shi means well." She forces a reluctant smile and claps her hands again, large breasts jiggling once more. "The spa! Yes, we're all very proud of it here, it's the crown jewel of the saloon," she says, glancing back again at her brother as Simon is carried down a flight of stairs. "But you know what? Perhaps we should save the best for last. Please, follow me and I'll show you our basement." Not waiting for her guests consent, she turns and starts walking towards the steps.
Barbara comes to the base of the step as quickly as her hooves and pregnant weight would allow, clearly forgetting her professionalism. She gasps as she reaches the base of the step and screams, "GET OFF MY BROTHER!" Sure enough, the Bunny hybrid is being pinned against a wall and forced into shackles by the two naked, and very clearly aroused, gryphons, thrashing about and hissing at hir two assailants. Barbara lunges forward, but gets grabbed by one of the gryphons, the avian's hand clenching around the BroodOx's throat as shi pins the host to another wall.
Eri grimices and simply leaves the comfort of Loveblade's soothing touch to rush at Barbara's assailant. Though with the restricted ceiling height the massive feline actually must crawl on all fours. Though this doesn't stop her rushing and lunging at the bird thing, to tackle him to the ground with at at least one full ton of pure toned muscle, grappling him with all four arms not to mention Rev being along for the ride.
Thelergramor blinks a few times as things get all rapey. "Well, fuck. And here's me without my flamethrower..." He chuckles, then shakes his head and charges at one of the rapacious gryphons; clawed hands going for the throat to tear it out, all snarling and angry 'yote... His hat falls off in the process.
Smith blinks and whines. "Today, of all days not to bring my baaaag." He snarls, rolling his sleeves up, baring his teeth, coming out of his wallflower shell. "HEY, WINDBAGS," he howls, "I HEAR YOU DON'T FLY IN STORMS!" He snarls and lunges forward, raking his claws against the attackers and suddenly giving off a wave of electricity and directing it at the Gryphons. "PICK ON THIS INSTEAD!"
Natalie screams in rage, grabbing all the attention she can, and flings herself at the gryphon still holding her brother. Without a thought she grabs him in her quartet of arms, lifts, and hurls him into the far reinforced wall with all her strength.
Rev slips out from between his Eri's breasts, and drops to the ground. The large human shifts the the form of a solar dragon. And with some work he grabs the grypon, and bites doen on their shoulder his sharp teeth lightly pricks it, and floods the gryphons vlood stream with hos sedstive saliva
Loveblade shoots into action, acting at the same time that she sees what's happening and flinging her wings forward to divide the two sides of the room while raising all four hands, a huge mass of swirling tendrils shooting out specifically at the attackers, vines all covered in spikes and thorns striking their skin and binding at them, ripping into flesh to subdue and make any motion painful. All this happening at the same time as her gesture while people are rushing to aid her son and daughter. Love's comforting thrumm deepens, darkens and bursts from her throat as a deafening /ROAR/, her rage climbing into a frenzy of protective need.
Hajime steps right on in, taking a moment to adjust to the slightly different atmosphere, having been wandering around the place for a while now to find out where the heck everyone was. She found the group nigh instantly, though, once she had picked up on all of the whole kerfuffle. Staring, she asks, "What the actual hell is going on here?" as she reaches for her holstered recurve bow, which she didn't have with her the first time she showed up. Looks like she had gone back home to get it, and it's a good thing, too, because she might just need it...
The two gryphons are caught off guard, not expecting such a large group of people in such a small room. The gryphon holding Barbara is pre-occupie, unable to defend hirself as claws and teeth tear into hir skin. Hir grip weakens and Barbara is left free as Rev grabs the gryphon and sedates them with a vicious bite, soon bound by thorny vines coiling around hir arms. The other is a bit more prepared, Simon half shackled to the wall, shi leaves the bunny hybrid, a little stunned, shackled to the wall in favor of defending hirself, but soon meets a similar fate as ribbons of flesh are torn from hir hide and Natalie grabs them. The gryphon flies through the air, the expression on hir face of utter shock by the display of strength, slamming into the once sturdy looking stock, causing it's wood to creak for a moment before splintering and giving way. The gryphon groans, but doesn't move as shi lays in the splintered wreckage of the wooden stock. Barbara coughs and rubs at her throat, pushing against the wall to bring herself back to her hooves. "Th-ank you," she rasps to her family and the guests before turning to her brother and walking towards hir slowly, clearly struggling to move.
Eri blinks very much as everyone seems to spring to action, the margay opting to slide out from the chaos and merely make her way to a corner of the room, out of the way and sit down, crossing her legs, since everyone else handled everything...
Thelergramor shifty eyes around the room after the chaos of the fight. Licks the blood from his claws, peers around for his hat... Finds it on the floor and places it back on his head. "Arright then... What now? Any plans for these assholes?" Really wishes he had one of his guns... MAybe the shotgun to remove the brains of the offenders... Doesn't like rapists. "I'm thinking... a bit of dismemberment? Nothing lethal but..." His tail wags a bit, peers around at the others.
Smith shakes his head clearing himself of the battlelust, the electric field around him dying away. He looks around, eyes widening at the sight of Hajime. He looks back at Barbara. He steps aside, letting the others discuss as he sidles up next to Hajime, shoulders hunching as he tries to go back to being a wallflower. He whines and whimpers softly. "I really don't think we're going about this the best way... the threat's gone, can't we just toss them out with and let other ferals deal with them? Or send them to the K-9 station? We're trying to make laws mean at least a little something... this'll help..." His ears press against his head in worry. "Makes sense?"
Natalie strides purposefully to her fallen target. "Mommy said never to kill a guest," she says, closing in on the injured Gryphon with blood in her eyes. "But she didn't say not to make them hurt." She puts one foot on one of its mangled joints, leaning her full weight on the injury and yells, "Stay away from my family!"
Rev having taken care of one the gryphins alongside Eri. Rev retuens to his previous human form, and makes his way across the room to join Eri in the corner. Seeing as there is really no more need for him to take action. Considering the others have things well handled. "Well that was a bit more excitment than I was expecting......Well actually it was excitement of a different nature thsn I had expected to see around here." He says to the large taur as he leans against her form.
Loveblade lowers her hands with flashing claws, slicing off the vines at their root, but just look at her; every muscle is tense, achingly tight and straining to throw her at the enemy, teeth bared down to their clean roots and slavering with the enraged power of a mother defending her child. Her wings half-spread and slam with speed and instinctive skill into the nearby stocks, a swift blow that sends them flying into the far walls to shatter, leaving broken bases behind. The vessels in her eyes darken, bleeding with her rising blood-pressure, capilaries burst from her barely controlled frenzy as she takes a jerking step forward, fighting her body, fighting instinct, fighting /NEED/ to see them done. Her voice..rips out of her throat, a low primal growl of passion that fuels the flames of her rage higher, the feeling of release, of satisfaction. Hands point, claws forward, and curl, obsidian claws cutting into her palms with crescent bites till blood flows over her wrists and splashes the floor, Love biting down on her anger, HARD. "Very..." she growls, her instinctive lust for their blood choking off words, but passion or no, her body...turns. Her muscles so tight you can HEAR her joints grinding, being pulled hard in different directions while she moves to face the wall. Leaning forward until her horns break brick, she keeps pressing. Gleaming metal strikes sparks from the shards as she grinds her head to a screeching stop, pressing so hard mortar cracks with a sound like gunshot, her claws digging deep into the brick while she fights herself as something primeval and ancient is pushed back deep inside.
Hajime sighs, drawing her paw away from her bow as she notices that the fight was over surprisingly quickly, the whole team overpowering the two gryphons before they could react properly. She smiles warmly as Smith draws closer. "Well, looks what we've got here... What did you do to the Smith I know, imposter?" she jokes, as Loveblade does whatever the fuck 'that' could be described as. It certainly shut her up, though, as she stares in horror. "E-erm... Perhaps coming back was a mistake..." the fennec spake aloud, backing off slightly from the draconic frenzy that had just gone down.
Clamoring comes from up the stairs and the sound of a cow-bell rings, echoing down into the basement. Soon a quadrupedal, but rather busty, labrador comes down the stairs, followed by several waitresses. Lila gasps and looks around. "Oh, heavens. Nononono," the canine says in a /very/ heavy southern drawl, the likes of which one might expect to hear out of a cartoon sooner than a person's mouth. Her eyes look around frantically, paws prancing as she is conflicted by what to approach. "Stephanie, Lynette, go to daddy, try to calm her down. Sally, Belle, get those two gryphons and show them some /southern hospitality/," she instructs her daughters. She turns to her guests. "I'm so sorry about all of this. We try to embrace love and life here, which is why we have no rules, but..." She turns to look at the gryphons and her daughters. "Sometimes people can take advantage of that." She whines and runs over to Barbara paws at her leg. "Please, dear, take a seat," she begs her daughter before coming to Simon on the wall. The bunny mews pitifully, showing hir feline heritage and whispers something to Lila, who dismisses it with a wave of the paw. "Can someone help me get poor Simon out of these shackles, and maybe help those two fuckers into some others? Nat, dear? Maybe you, when yer done grinding hir bones like that."
Eri merely grasps Rev and sets him on her lap, wrapping him up and seating him into her boobs once again, opting to remain quiet.
Hey! A fennec! How did Thelergramor not notice that? Bam, boner. Anyway... He scratches his muzzle, getting a bit of blood on it, and looks over to Loveblade. Shrugs, Love'll be fine... He then turns to Lila. "So, shackling them down here? Not planning on letting anyone rape 'em, right? Because then me and you would have an issue.
Smith looks at Hajime, blinking. "What do you me~ sweet Jesus on a stick, what the hell...?" He stares at Loveblade, blinking rapidly. He puts a hand on Hajime's shoulder, "We'll be fine... I think." He steps to the side as Lila comes downstairs, his ears flat against his head. "Right... lovely tour... would bash again..." he whimpers softly, put off by the amounts of aggression in the air. Damn, he was so jumpy and nervous without his regular dosage of inoculations. He sits on the stairs, waiting for this fiasco to finish, resting his head on his knees. Excessive violence and retribution just weren't his thing tonight, apparently. He glares at Thel, resolving to keep an eye on him...
Natalie glares some more at the blue gryphon under her foot before stepping off to help Simon off the wall. Loveblade's display of rage she had seen before, and knew from experience she had nothing to fear from it. She whispers to Lila while she helps with freeing the bunny from the shackles.
Rev once again gets comfortable between Eri's fluffy breasts. Like his companion the nanite adept chooses to remain quiet. While everyone else takes care of buisness.
Loveblade breathes in deep even motions, eyes closed and face peaceful and serene. Her horns rest in the alcove of shattered brick, fingers dug into the wall. When she feels the touch of her daughters fingers, she murrs something gentle in a very low voice, but the words "Simon" and "Barbara" come out with small growls as Love opens her eyes, tearing blood. Pulling herself away from the wall, bricks shift and clatter to the floor while she hugs her the waitresses for a moemnt, meeting Natalie and Lila's eyes before walking slowly over to them for a hug, her tails stroking the cheeks of her son and daughter, touching them while carefully not looking at the Gryphons, reassuring and loving at once.
Hajime sighs, wandering over to and sitting down with Smith, too focused on studying his behaviour to notice Thel's... Altered state. Either that or she simply stopped caring about what people think about her in regards to that any more. "So... When was the last time you had your..." she pauses, before teasingly calling them, "...shots, Smith? You don't seem yourself. At all." She shifts awkwardly, forgetting about the bow she had holstered on her back... The thing's quite large on the poor fennec, which is probably why she doesn't keep it on her more often.
Lila turns to look at Thel. "Oh, they're not going to be rapin' anyone. They're gettin' the punishment they deserve, biblical like, eye for an eye. Shackled here, used as sex toys until the staff feels they've done their dues." She turns to one of her daughters as shi secures the healthier gryphon in a stock. "Get the really big vibrators, plug up e'ery hole. Lets see if we can't have these fuckers cumming dust by the week's end. Might be good to throw up a sign advertising a pair of cum-dumps," she said, showing off her definition of southern hospitality. She turns to Natalie and licks her on the cheek. "Thank ya dear, I'm proud of you fer that."
She sighs and turns back to her guests, slowly padding over only to be picked up into a hug. She yelps in surprise, but soon relaxes and licks at her wife's cheek before once again look to the guests to address them. "I truly am sorry about all this nonsense. To make it up to ya'all I'm going to comp ya'll a month's services. Food, drinks, spa, whatever ya want. Doors are always open, and I know the girls will be happy to serve you however you want after how ya helped their brother and sister. If ya'll will be so kind as to follow me up to my office we can get ya some vouchers to make it all official." She looks to Love as Barbara and Simon are escorted up the stairs. "Dear, would you mind leading us up to the li'l cow's room? We have some business to deal with."
