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Upon a grassy slope, I review the photos that I have taken from today's collection. I do come up as late due to process, more than often garnering a person-to-person speech from Miss Akimura, but it's all worth it. My admiration is occupied by the shots that Makita inhabits, revealing a figure that Goldilocks hesitates to show.

I haven't noticed her before all of this Grimm nonsense. Despite her friendliness, she can me outstandingly shy; that's what my assumptions lead me to believe, as she can pass off as part of the cheer team with a bit of courage. For most of our interaction, she wears long skirts instead of shorter ones where the panties slightly peek. "A surprising black," I mumbled, identifying the color of hers while she got out her P.E. clothes.

"Mister wolf! Why don't you join the rest of the class!" Speak of the devil; here comes Goldilocks. Baby Bear is held by her hand, a scream of "Help! Someone?!" faintly resounding from its belly. Gives me shivers. "You brought your camera? Are you even allowed to do that?" she said, sitting beside me on top of the slope.

> Show Makita the pictures of her.
> Show Makita the pictures of the other girls.
> Put away the camera. "What about Baby Bear? Are dolls allowed?"
> (another option)

| You can find the first thread here! >>3386927 |
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>>3401882
>Put away the camera. "What about Baby Bear? Are dolls allowed?"
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>>3401882
> Put away the camera. "What about Baby Bear? Are dolls allowed?"
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>>3401882
> Put away the camera. "What about Baby Bear? Are dolls allowed?"
“besides I have business to conduct and business is good.”
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>>3401882
> Put away the camera. "What about Baby Bear? Are dolls allowed?"
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>>3401898
>>3401911
>>3401925
>>3401933
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3401938

I put my camera away. "What about Baby Bear? Are dolls allowed?" My query got her, pondering whether it's okay to bring her teddy everywhere within the school. No one has pointed it out, but it must be for reasons such as: "It'd be bothersome. Let her." With gained pride, I speak. "Besides, I have business to conduct. And business is good."

"Mary said that you're selling photos of girls, no? That's bad business!"

"From your perspective. For me and the men that buy, it's a practice that warmly welcomed. What I give is a relief. Interpret that as whatever you may, Goldy."

"At least stretch. Or help me stretch. You have to do something that pertains to class."

Exasperated, I take her up on the offer.

Makita spreads her legs, keeping them straight while squeaking in discomfort. The more I push her down, the more she sounds like a rubber duck. "Ouch, ouch, ouch!" she cried, trying to touch her toes. Baby Bear jumps and cheers for encouragement.

> Push her down more. "Not very flexible, huh? You must not move around normally, disregarding last night. Even then, you just sat around on your bears."
> Let her go. "What good is model if she can't bend a couple of centimeters?"
> Keep your pushing force leveled. "So... Black?"
> (another option)
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>>3401978
> Keep your pushing force leveled. "So... Black?"
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>>3401978
>> Push her down more. "Not very flexible, huh? You must not move around normally, disregarding last night. Even then, you just sat around on your bears."

Not enough for actual pain but we gotta push her limits
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>>3401996
Supporting
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>>3401996
Yeah. We can't force her to stretch, that comes with time.
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>>3401996
This

And if she does touch her toes tell her ”good job”
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>>3402043
Exactly.
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>>3401996
>>3402028
>>3402043
>>3402050
>Writing... ... ...
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Will we be able to transform into a wolf, or can we only huff and puff?
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>>3402068
>wonder what that image is about
>reread my post
>realize the double entendre
>mfw
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>>3402073

I put more pressure on her back, but not enough to induce actual pain. She has her limits, and so do I. "Not very flexible, huh? You must not move around normally, disregarding last night. Even then, you just sat around on your bears."

"Then what's the point of them being so soft? Mama and Papa Bear are like walking beds."

"I know they're soft. But you have your own muscles too. I don't want another Hanami, as there's only one of her."

"Hanami? Oh right, your sister! What does she look like?" Makita inquired. However, I do not answer, as she reaches the tip of her toes after gradual bending.

"Good job," I said, releasing her from the stress within her legs. She falls over, massaging them.

"Freeee~" she moaned, rolling around in the grass. Upon feeling better, she looks up to me, stomach facing the earth and arms crossed; as if in kindergarten, she starts to swing her feet to and fro. "About your sister. Mary's documents have her, but there isn't anything important to detail. I did hear that she was a great baseball player though! Tell me about her, please!"

"Slow down. You talk too much..." Prompted, I assemble an explanation that best fits Hanami.

> "She's a NEET. Sleep for half the day, and whenever she's awake, just plays video games."
> "Goddess-like tits and a great ass. Better than every girl in this school."
> "Her idiosyncrasies are cute, I should say. Makes for a good wife too: can cook and clean well, but that's a rarity."
> (another option)
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>>3402145
>> "She's a NEET. Sleep for half the day, and whenever she's awake, just plays video games."
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>>3402152
Backing this, don't want to reveal sister loving tendencies to Makita yet.
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>>3402145
> "She's a NEET. Sleep for half the day, and whenever she's awake, just plays video games."
>”She’s nice.”
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>>3402158
Oh derp forgot I posted > _ >
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>>3402170
support. she really is nice, albeit in a NEET way. plus, 'nice' can have a double meaning here if we say it with the right smile on our face.
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>>3402152
>>3402170
>>3402186
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3402171
You better have. Multifag.
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>>3402201
Apologies I'm at work and a bit scatter brained across threads.
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>>3402199

"She's a NEET. Sleeps for half the day, and whenever she's awake, just plays video games. Hanami's nice," scoring a grin, ambiguous to what I mean.

"She's nice?" Makita echoed. A second later, her head's between her hands, assuring herself that she's a pure maiden. I got a laugh out of that, cackling. "But a NEET? Why is that? I'd assume that your sister would be doing something big!"

"An assumption, Goldy. People change when out of, or after, certain periods. Hanami was a baseball athlete. Now she's a shut-in."

Makita's speechless. The shock isn't impactful, for she was eased into the reality of my sister's standing, but there is shock nonetheless. Her bafflement is interrupted when Kitasawa screams again. Baby Bear solved the issue by punching himself, silencing Little Red Hood for the time being.

Gyrating her head to the other present students, Goldilocks is reminded that P.E. hasn't finished. "We have volleyball! I'll get us one!" Before long, she comes back, leading me to a spot where we can play for the rest of the class. We're adequate at the sport, tossing the ball between ourselves.

Someone from afar yells. "Look out!" a tomboyish voice roared.

Above, a volleyball hits my head. Didn't realize that it landed on me until I registered the girl's shout three seconds after. The person who warned approached, apologizing for the miscalculated throw. "Sorry! Are you... okay?" she said, noticing my indifference.

"Oh, you." "Oh, you." we both said in sync.

Kita Yuumi. I had a bit of a problem with her before. During middle school, where I just started to dip my fingers into selling nudes, a few loose lips got out and caught the attention of this righteous bitch. She was part of the disciplinary committee before and still is.

The tomboy gazes over to Makita, eyes narrowing. She stands in place to such a degree that an ebony antenna, planted on top of her head, starts swaying from left to right. Kita moves, checking if I have done "anything" to Goldilocks under a suspicious visage.

> "Don't you have your own partner to get to?"
> "Still going at it? You know that I'm innocent!"
> "Makita, step away from her. She'll corrupt you."
> (another option)
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>>3402315
>"Makita, step away from her. She'll corrupt you."
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>>3402315
There's a lot of people with kita in their name. Does that name mean something?
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>>3402321
+1
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>>3402315
"Just warming up with my friend here. you can fuck off." Or "I haven't even done anything yet and your suspecting me."
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>>3402315
> "Makita, step away from her. She'll corrupt you."
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>>3402315
> "Makita, step away from her. She'll corrupt you."
Why must you put us in conflict with a tomboy, OP?
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>>3402321
>>3402331
>>3402335
>>3402341
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3402380

"Makita, step away from her. She'll corrupt you," I said, watching my P.E. partner retract from the slightly tanned girl. Her hair -- at a length that reaches past her shoulders -- flare up, suddenly irritated.

"What are you saying?! I'm helping her from people like you!"

"All fired up? Kita, you have no basis for your suspicion! You're overreacting just because I'm with a girl!"

"Exactly that! Who knows what you're doing with her!" The tomboy reapproaches Makita, grabbing her by the arm so she's distanced from me. Gently, she then pets her head. "Did he threaten you in some way?"

Makita pushes Kita lightly. "I think you're mistaken. Mister wolf... hasn't done anything bad to me." What I do for money gets stuck on her tongue. Nevertheless, she takes my side.

"Mister wolf?" the tomboy said for herself.

> "It's a nickname. This here is Goldy, and we're in a relationship that you have no business in."
> "Something funny about the name? Can't use that as evidence, sadly for you."
> "Yeah, I am Mister Wolf. Problem with it, pal?"
> (another option)
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>>3402420
> (another option)
>”Awooooooo”
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>>3402420
> "It's a nickname. This here is Goldy, and we're in a relationship that you have no business in."
honestly i just want to tease both of them with said implications, but even in a more serious context she really doesn't have any right to butt in on our relationship.
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>>3402420
> "Something funny about the name? Can't use that as evidence, sadly for you."
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>>3402445
Actually, >>3402442 has a point. How IS it her business? Changing my vote.
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>>3402433
I'll support this
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>>3402420
> "It's a nickname. This here is Goldy, and we're in a relationship that you have no business in."
Yesss
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>>3402442
I like this, get more Goldy points.
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>>3402442
Supporting. Goldy has to side with us on this too, since technically our work is a secret.
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>>3402442
>>3402448
>>3402456
>>3402460
>>3402462
>>3402466
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3402506

"It's a nickname. This here is Goldy, and we're in a relationship that you have no business in."

"Relationship? No, it can't be!" Killing two birds with one stone, I sit back and indulge myself in the moment; Kita's set off, hounding me, while Makita's put into the provocating grinder. What I wanted to see doesn't make the truth any less true. The tomboy has no reason to put me and Goldy's relations into question. She just wants to catch me at something. "Someday, I'll lock you up for the devil you are! Just wait, Morioka!"

"I'd love to see you do that. But alas, that won't happen in a million years. Go choke some other sad sack for littering."

Kita, upset, leave us alone. All the while, she has her head turned behind herself until we can't be seen no more. Makita asks for a clarification on what happened in front of her. I humor the dunce, telling her what makes the tomboy frustrated. "Seeing the frustration of those who try to unveil my actions is a treat to savor. I've gotten better at keeping people's mouths shut; that and how teenagers never tell anyone their secrets so easily. Especially when the flowers are blooming. Kita can dig through the trash to find nothing. It'll only be her expense."

A feel a measuring stick prodding my neck. It's the teacher, waking me up, right before the last bell goes off. Reflexively, I take off, setting up shop at my usual spot: behind the clipped bushes of the school, high enough to hide my products. Very soon do customers come along, asking for what's new. I wanted to show off Makita and Mary's, but I abstained from doing so. They're not ready to be sold. Yet.

"How's it going?" A girl enters my secret shop. Boy alike scatters at the sight, even abandoning their money at the fear of facing the consequences. It was just Mary... dressed in a student uniform. What kind of cake is this?

> "You're ruining a good day of money here!"
> "What's with the outfit..."
> "Pose, please."
> (another option)
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>>3402547
> "What's with the outfit..."
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>>3402547
>> "You're ruining a good day of money here!"
oi, the deal was to help us make MORE money, not less!
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>>3402547
> "Pose, please."
Might as well.
>>3402562
Fuck you, this is a good opportunity.
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>>3402547
> "Pose, please."
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>>3402572
fuck you we take the pictures for profit, and she just chased profit away.
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>>3402547
> "Pose, please."
She's already scared the customers away. May as well make the most of it.
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>>3402572
>>3402589
>>3402610
We already decided not to sell pics of her for the time being and it's not like she's unwilling to pose anytime.

>>3402547
How about,
> "You're ruining a good day of money here!"
into
> "Pose, please."

Just pose please sounds so... subdued and weak
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>>3402617
Yeah, it makes for a decent segue.
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>>3402547
> "You're ruining a good day of money here!"
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>>3402617
Sure, that works. Better then just griping about money alone.
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>>3402562
>>3402572
>>3402589
>>3402610
>>3402617
>>3402627
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3402652

"You're ruining a good day for money here!" I said, vexed.

"Oops. Sorry, kid. Just wanted to see you in action. Anything that I can do to make up for it?~"

Aiming my camera at her, I give a demand. "Pose, please!" snapping frames of Mary who does what I ask, spreading her legs wide or accentuating her assets. Students go through the school's gates unknowing.

"Lemme see!" scooting herself near me to loom over my camera. "Mighty fine if I do say so myself."

"Are you just here to act like an eighteen-year-old? I figured out that you're the one that registered me for your club. What is your club?!"

"It's the occult club. Nice, right?"

Occult. After weeks of musing over why no one speaks of Mary and Makita's hideout, I have come to know the reasons. Nobody with their sanity in check would make a club about the occult; that type of stuff stays in television shows. I suppose that Grimms fit the range of it, but it doesn't sound complimentary. Even if tomatoes are considered a fruit, doesn't make it sound any less like a vegetable.

"What's bitin' ya?" I inquired, packing prematurely.

"I told the N.R.O what you did last night. Got me a raise 'cause Red Riding Hood is in our hands! Oh right!" Digging into her breast pocket, she pulls out a wad of cash. "Your reward from the organization itself. But that doesn't mean that they won't put a close eye on you. With the Wolf apprehended, they're moving on to who's the Coyote and Serpent."

> "Coyote? What do you think he or she has. Grimm-wise."
> "Why are they gathering those specific two. Three, if I'm counting myself."
> "Get a peace a mind for a second. We're going to that corner building, yes?"
> (another option)
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>>3402713
>> "Coyote? What do you think he or she has. Grimm-wise."
Hey at least we got paid. Wonder how much it was.
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>>3402713
>"if you call this me being 'apprehended' your organization sure has loose terms for containment..."
>"anyways, why those two? strange all of us being animal types too."
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>>3402713
> "Coyote? What do you think he or she has. Grimm-wise."
> Count the money you've earned from snagging Red.
This NRO thing might work out after all.
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>>3402731
im gonna laugh if its all 1 yens or monopoly money, basically made to look big but amounting to little.
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>>3402713
> "Coyote? What do you think he or she has. Grimm-wise."
> "Why are they gathering those specific two. Three, if I'm counting myself."
Looks like they're looking for the trickster archtypes. They must want the wildcards eliminated or for themselves.
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>>3402742
Shapeshifting for the Coyote from Native American mythology and Supernatural Persuasion for the Serpent from the Garden of Eden, perhaps?

Would be a deadly rampage of them out in the open.
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>>3402749
Coyote is Native American drifter and the serpent is European buisness man, both are con-artist working together to fuck everyone up.
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>>3402749
>>3402758
speaking of that, what actually IS our Grimm? i get the 'huff and puff' wind from the three little pigs, but not the goo rocks.

maybe its a a metaphor/symbolism turned into a power? the one pig that escapes(sometimes) is the brick house pig(stones), and the goo is our bitterness at not getting him given form as it was?
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I wonder if we still have those 2 other abilities I hope so
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>>3402764
I think there's some flair to the grimms. I mean very little about Red Riding Hood's fairy tale lends itself to "Futuristic Armor" though I can see her ability to pull out any sort of weapon to be sort of akin to the basket of goodies Red Riding Hood carries in the story.

That being said maybe there is something deeper to it like if your grimm is from an "antagonist" character vs a "protagonist" one.
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>>3402774
makes sense,and exactly what i thought her power was based on. albeit why it came in the form of armor, i dont know. so far hers also seems to be connected to her hood, so im curious how that works. did the hood just appear when she got her Grimm?

we should find the time to practice using our own Grimm more. i mean, were probably gonna have to get used to using it anyways, so we should know for sure what it actually is.
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>>3402740
It works just as well if that's the case, since we can use it as an excuse to make Mary and Makita work overtime for us.
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>>3402790
Gotta pay those bills. After all Neko girl cosplay outfits for future shoots aren't cheap.
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Hey guys where do you think mary' s grimm is from anyway?
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>>3402805
i mean, "mirror mirror on the wall" comes to mind, Mary, Mirror, not the biggest stretch, especially when you also remember Mary is also the name associated with a horror myth about mirrors. is it say Mary 3 times into a mirror in a darkened room, or write her name backwards on a mirror 3 times?
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>>3402717
>>3402731
>>3402742
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3402808
I always knew it as saying Murder backwards while looking in the mirror three times for Bloody Mary but yeah Bloody Mary would seem to fit perfectly.
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>>3402808
You mean Bloody Mary, right?
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>>3402794
Always good to meet a fellow visionary.

>>3402808
>>3402815
There are a few different versions of the Bloody Mary ritual.
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>>3402817
well yes obviously.
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>>3402740
Yen use coins for lower sums
Only americans are retarded enough to have 1 dollar bills
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I just realized somwehing. . . This is all a Jojo's refrence!
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>>3402813

"Coyote? What do you think he or she has? Grimm-wise."

"People are trying to figure that out; their codenames are the only hint. Even you still, as we think that shooting explosions from your mouth isn't the end of your abilities. Think about the Big Bad Wolf as a whole. What is he known for, alongside the other two?"

"Tricking people? Unless you can't tell, I'm not much of a critical thinker."

Mary pats my back. "Yeah, they trick people. But Grimms has been identified as another name from a world that never existed in the first place. A fairyland. Wolves are hungry, Coyotes are cunning, and serpents lie."

"I kinda follow... Why are you gathering those specific two, though? Three, counting myself."

"Us factions have an idea. What if we gather these characters to open a way to this fairyland? Other groups conceived the thought through different ways too: one institution thinks that sacrificing is the way to go. Another actually wants to rebel against those who seek Grimms -- terrorist and all. But let's move the conversation indoors. These are tops secrets~"

I keep behind Mary while counting the stack of cash that she gave me. Thirty-three-five-hundred-thousand!

Inside our miniature headquarters, I meet a mountain of boxes upon entering the second floor. "What are these?" slightly disillusioned from the amount of money I got myself.

"Those? Costumes and photography tools. Want to check them out? Ordered them for us."

> Yes.
> Later. You have Kitasawa to deal with.
> (another option)
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>>3402861
>> Yes.
"I could kiss you Mary, finally someone who appreciates art as much as me!"
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>>3402861
>> Yes.
>>"oh, and if you have anything, ah, REALLY lewd, we happen to have someone tied up to use them on. shouldn't leave anyone out of the fun, hm?"
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>>3402861
>> Yes.
First order of business: Sexy Teacher outfit.
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>>3402861
> Yes.
> "Damn, girl. You and I are going to get along great."
If I read that number right, we got about $300K from that job. My word.
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>>3402861
Man I want to get to interrogating kitasawa and asking what the nro want to do with this fairyland but damn is that stuff tempting.
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>>3402864
>>3402867
>>3402869
>>3402893
>Writing... ... ...
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How should we invest the money, Anons? I'm thinking maybe fighting lessons, a knife or two, and obviously more lewd equipment.
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>>3402861
Oh I also think the snake might also share stuff from the jungle book
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>>3402905
get Goldy a present, and by that, i mean tempt her into lewder shoots with promises of presents and rewards.
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>>3402905
First, we see what our dear Mary is packing. Then, once we've decided what we do and don't need, we can try to buy Kitasawa away from her employer.
Also, >>3402912 is a good plan too. We can also actually buy her presents and lure her deeper and deeper into Mister Wolf's grasp, physically, emotionally, romantically, you name it.
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>>3402912
So we're grooming her? Hell yes.
Someone! Researching grooming and share with us the moderator-friendly details!
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>>3402912
>>3402922
>>3402926
This is getting way out of ecchi shounen territory can't we just have her do it because it's fun and be friends with her
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>>3402926
'groom' is such a dirty word, more like encourage her to be more comfortable in her own body and around us by showing her her body is a work of art, while using rewards as a means to make it seem like a game so she'll be more open to us helping her in such a way.

*Nod*
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>>3402932
Yeah, this is reaching ero territory.
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>>3402932
I like this being more her dominant friend that she listens to and looks up to instead of full on skeeze bag manipulating her
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There is clearly a divide between here between accepting our predatory nature as a wolf ans retaining our decency.
Who's in favor of predatory and who's not?
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>>3402952
Well obviously I'm not
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>>3402952
i personally think we can find a middle ground. the high class rich kid like approach maybe, but with less snootiness maybe?
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>>3402904

"Yes," I confirmed. "Mary, I could kiss you. Finally, someone who appreciates art as much as me! Oh, and if you have anything, ah... REALLY lewd, we happen to have someone tied up to use them on. Shouldn't leave anyone out of the fun, hmm?" This gift cleanses the weight of my eyebags, making me feel as young as a newborn baby; it's euphoric! I... I can't keep in the laughter! "Kukuhahahaha! Dammit, girl! You and I are going to get along great as long as our partnership lasts!"

"Say it, kid!"

Makita wasn't there at that point in time. But Mary and I waited, oh so dearly, for our third maiden. The fourth is Kitasawa whose horror is long forgotten from my mind.

"I'm here~! I was looking for mister wolf, Mary, but I couldn't fi-- Oh. There he is," coming through the door.

Veiling our insanity-driven smiles with a feigned outlook, we present what we've obtained for ourselves; Mary locks the door behind Makita while I begin to unpack everything in these boxes.

Bunny suits, maid outfits, princess gowns, cosplay and costumes of all categories! From plain to carnal. Makita, expectedly anxious about the amassed wardrobed, stands still. I can understand her apprehension; she's isn't the kind of girl to jump into these things right away.

"I'm getting ahead of myself," I muttered. "Goldy! Release Red!"

Per my request, Makita restarts the stitching on Baby Bear. When Kitasawa's spat out from the hole in the doll, she is in a perfect condition as before. The sunlight bestowed her life once more, influencing her to writhe again with visible hatred. However, seeing that we're geared with toys of all kinds, she shares Makita's sense to freeze.

"Shit! Take me back! Take me back!" her muffled scream signaled.

> Start questioning Kitasawa.
> Take some photos of Mary.
> Take some photos of Makita.
> (another option)
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>>3402952
We prey on the plump livestock and lick our lips when we see them but then we snuggle them once they are ours. Middle ground. Just not a total douchebag, a guy that’s really horny but also forms strong friendships and such.
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>>3402966
>> Start questioning Kitasawa.
Work and then play is the responsible choice of course.
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>>3402966
>put Red into the more naughty clothes, the ones that fit her situation as it was.
>Go easy on Goldy, let her pick out what shes comfortable with, but with light suggestions towards cute and frilly stuff that fits her lolita nature.
>Go Ham with Mary. if shes willing to wear it, get her into it and into a pose!
>Baby Bear can work the lighting, he shall become your bro in crime!
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>>3402966
> Start questioning Kitasawa
Should really get to us probably ask about the organization and their goal and why they need us actually we should probably ask the nro that too
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>>3402978
Supporting. Baby Bear seems like a pretty cool dude, let's make use of all these new toys and get him on our side.
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>>3402978
The one exception to this is Red's clothing.

She's starting off with the classic sukeban look, maybe going off a little into cosplay with some Sukeban Deka, then switching gear to modern Gyaru style.
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>>3402972
I think I like this one I still want the girls we meet to be our friends
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>>3402978
>Supporting
>>3402972
Okay, I can get behind this, but we constantly and playfully tease about doing horrid things to them.
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>>3402972
im not against this, though i do feel a "be nice to those who are at least decent to us, be merciless to those who try and kidnap and kill us" approach is more my liking. we can be nice to Goldy and actually have a real relationship with her sure, but Red and any of her ilk who come to rescue her deserve no mercy. i mean to be fair, when someones trying to kill you being nice is a bad idea anyhow.
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>>3403004
>Spoiler
That's just the little spice of wolfish insanity we need anon.
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>>3402978
>>3402990
>>3402997
>>3403002
>>3403004
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3403012
>Red and any of her ilk who come to rescue her deserve no mercy
That's a terrible waste of cute girls. We should unlock our other wolf powers like sweet-talking and slowly bring our enemies into the fold. Wolves are pack animals, you know.
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>>3403025
i never said kill them though, only no mercy for those that try to kill us.
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>>3403032
If that's the case, how long are we supposed to not show mercy, and what's the turning point for us to start showing it to them?
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So we're mostly in agreement for a predatory, but caring approach?

Grimm, I hope our Grimm turns us into a full-on werewolf.
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>>3403047
when they have learned their lesson about trying to kill us.

and turned a hefty profit for us.
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>>3403054
I think all of us can agree to that.

I hope we get the power to disguise ourself or otherwise deceive people into thinking we're someone we're not. It's certain to be very useful and highly profitable.
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>>3403054
The Alpha Wolf that looks out for his pack approach is a go indeed.

>>3403058
I like this approach to mercy.
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>>3403081
If we're going to be an Alpha then we're going to need be a though son-of-a-bitch. After our little shoot with the girls we should ask Mary if her organization gives any fighting lessons or weapons. Hell, let's get swole! The girls should like that.
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>>3403120
Yeah an anon earlier was mentioning possibly buying fighting lessons. I could see grappling techniques and hiring a trainer being pretty great.
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>>3403120
>>3403124
It might also be worth renovating/reinforcing our home to some degree so that we can't be broken into again. Not only would it be great to have a secure base, who knows when our enemies might try to do something to Hanami.
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>>3403131
Yeah gotta protect our family. Maybe buy a security camera and motion detection system. Say it's a gift to the family and we've been uh working a side job?
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>>3403137
About that side job. We might 300k right now, but that's going to run out without a steady income.
We've got some cute girls, sexy costumes, and a place to shoot. I think we should take full advantage and expand our little buisness.
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>>3403023

Hopping up and down, I prepare Mary's gifted tools to create a perfect set-up; the size of the classroom is more than enough to encompass the temporary studio. Haha! Emotions within me are overwhelming, driving me to do actions that I would never do otherwise. "Baby Bear!" I said. The teddy rubs its stitches and stands up, listening. "Help out a fellow man! I need a guy to do the lighting while I'm taking the pictures!" To that, Baby saluted, grabbing stands and miscellaneous parts with unforeseen strength for a cotton-stuffed toy.


I've been too hard on Makita for today. "Goldilocks," catching her attention, "Pick whatever you like. Ther risque and ordinary are none lesser than the other. You earned it for helping me."

Makita nods, tip-toeing around the sorted clothing. After a minute of decision-making, she picks out a frilly dress; it came with a headband that has bear ears on them, along with gloves and slippers that are styled as paws. Fitting. "These are cute! The creme color goes nice with the afternoon sun, doesn't it?"

"It does. You can go downstairs if you're changing right away."

" 'K~ I'll be right back, mister wolf!" exiting the room.


One member leaving, for the time being, I turn to Kitasawa, akin to a frozen worm during winter. I retighten the rope, undressing her for what I deem better than my school's drab sailor outfit. Sukeban-like attire! I could've given her a yo-yo, but I don't trust her with free arms yet.

"I'm not your toy, shit-for-brains wolf!" I made out. However, I ultimately ignored it, propping her up on a chair so she isn't on the floor forever. I notice her legs rubbing each other more often, which elated me to higher levels. It won't help Red if she resists her own wolf.


Now for the queen. We drone on about the possibilities, but we eventually concluded on a nun. The massive contradiction in such attire piques the deviant, revealing all sinners who look with a covetous eye.

The cloth wraps around her bust and rear, pronouncing the curves to a degree thought unachievable in this reality; she's comparative to my sister if not more!

"My, my! What a sinful gaze! Don't eat me, O Wolf~" posing; a leg is exposed from the dress, almost showing the rest of her crotch. But it didn't. The hem is at a position where, with just a slight shift, it'll show nothing! She's absolute naked underneath!

"Mister Wolf, how does it look on me!" Goldy, reentering the classroom. "W-WAH!" she yelped, witnessing "Sister Mary's" temptation. Swiftly, I subdue Goldilocks' panic.

"Everyone places, please! Places!" I announced. My models set, and Baby Bear giving a thumbs-up, the photo shoot begins. Makita was a sweet specimen whilst Kitasawa and Mary are memories that are worth millions.

>Cont.
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>>3403162

Sister Mary sits into a chair, crossing her legs that keep me from seeing the garmentless treasure. "What a work-out! Isn't that right, Kitasawa?" she said to Red, exhausted. To cool herself off, she undoes the outfit's top, displaying cleavage that's about to spill out at any moment.

Makita's on the ground, playing with Baby Bear as she watches him dances for her amusement. She might've got drunk by the heat Mary and I raised, giggling far too much.

Raising a water bottle to Kitasawa, I offer her a drink. "Want some?" Unfortunately, her stubbornness is stubborn, enough to neglect hydration.

> Ungag Kitasawa.
> Ask Mary about the N.R.O.'s intentions to do with you.
> (another option)
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>>3403174
> Ask Mary about the N.R.O.'s intentions to do with you.
>Ask if they have any fighting classes or fitness training
>Ungag Kitasawa
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>>3403174
>> Ask Mary about the N.R.O.'s intentions to do with you.

I love this quest, great writing QM.
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>>3403180
Support
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>>3403174
> Ungag Kitasawa.
Let's get her talking. She might let more slip than she would otherwise since she's worked up from the photo shoot and lacking nutrition/hydration.
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>>3403194
That's a good point.

I support >>3403180 then.
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>>3403180
Supporting
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>>3402764
the three little lambs and the big bad wolf

watch out for mama sheep and her scissors, you might get stuffed with hot coal.
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>>3402764
The Goo rocks are probably a allergic reaction to the Red Riding Hood, considering their tale.
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>>3402764
I wouldn't be surprised if we have some type of special grimm that gives us all the abilities associated with the character.
Abilities we could have are shapeshifting or persuasion, maybe a ridiculous large gullet.
Also, what if the Brothers Grimm are an actual thing.
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>>3402764
As I remember red riding hood, after the wolf had eaten grandma and red a huntsmen came by. Cutting open the wolf’s belly he saved the two and they filled the wolf’s belly with rocks and tar before sowing it together. This might explain the goo rocks. However I can’t remember where I heard the tar part from since most versions of this story only had rocks, but I am certain of it.
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>>3403712
Mother Goose seems pretty chill, maybe the Brothers Grimm will be nice as well.
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>>3403908
I believe you don't worry little details always drop in and out
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>>3403180
>>3403184
>>3403313
>>3403194
>>3403197
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3404091

"Mary, what are the N.R.O's intentions with me," taking a seat by her. "Now that I'm 'captured,' what's their plan now? You said that they're switching to their other two targets, but a seemingly big organization can't just one-and-done it."

"The N.R.O.'s a protection agency. We cooperate with governments around the world to keep Grimm-users tame, and or, kill them if they're too hostile. How the bosses determine whether a Grimm-user's safe or dangerous, I don't know. However, it's all the easier if a target's batshit crazy now that they have some wacky power. The wolf, coyote, and serpent are tools for opening the gate to fairyland. The N.R.O. and its partners don't want that. So better be on your best behavior, kid; I like you a lot~"

"That's hard to digest." Mary did mention this fairyland, and how people are competing for it. Is it another world? Or some sort of tool like an akashic record? Guh... A man like me has no reason to be interested in this stuff. The ONLY reason I should be, is because some terrorist group or cult's going to cut me open for this other world. My sole tool for self-defense for these cracked-up superhumans is a mouth-blast that takes time to charge. "Hey, does the N.R.O. have any classes that I can take? Fighting or fitness training."

"Want to train? I suppose there's nothing wrong about being prepared." The faux nun rolls her head around on her shoulders, musing over my idea. "I'll talk it over with them if that'll please ya. Can't guarantee anything though."

"That should do it. Now, we have a guest to focus on," looking to Kitasawa, grey eyes as red as the sun.

I ungag Red; might've been too rough, cause it caused a coughing fit. The slightest notion of release upsets her will to escape, but every time, it's futile. All the extra movement just excites her lower-half, legs remaining to quiver for the smallest amount of pleasurable relief.

> "Why did you try to collar me instead of killing? Aren't you an assassin?"
> "Who contracted you to go after me?"
> "Do you know anything about my Grimm? Foretellings?"
> (another option)
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>>3404147
> "Who contracted you to go after me?"
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>>3404147
>> "Why did you try to collar me instead of killing? Aren't you an assassin?"
>> "Who contracted you to go after me?"
>> "Do you know anything about my Grimm? Foretellings?"
Spill it all Red!
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>>3404147
> "Why did you try to collar me instead of killing? Aren't you an assassin?"
> "Who contracted you to go after me?"
> "How much did they offer you?"
> "Do you know anything about my Grimm? Foretellings?"
> "Any more outfits you'd like to try on?"
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>>3404169
This, also tease her for clearly being turned on.
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>>3404157
This
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>>3404185
Supporting
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>>3404156
>>3404157
>>3404169
>>3404185
>>3404202
>>3404210
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3404212

Crouching down to Kitasawa's level, I commence the interrogation. "Why did you try to collar me? Aren't you an assassin? You're supposed to kill."

"I ain't telling you shit, scummy wolf!" She tried to spit in my face, but it flies off somewhere else. Baby Bear went to get some paper towels to clean it up. "If you want me to kill you, then why don't you let me go? I strangle you to death!"

"Come on, Red. Play nice. I'm only here to talk," I reasoned.

"Yeah, I know. So I prefer to waste your damn time!"

Expression dumbfounded, I turn to Mary for help. We huddle together, trying to find out what'll make Kitasawa crack. It concluded with Baby Bear.

Calling Makita over after her teddy's finished cleaning, she picks the doll up and approaches Little Red Riding Hood. "Like this?" she said, facing Baby Bear's back to Kitasawa's face, too close for comfort.

"Yes, that's perfect," I said. The delinquent blonde steers away from Baby, however, as much of a gap her restraints allow. "Willing to talk?"

"Go die in a ditch!" Red replied.

"Alrighty. Goldy, undo the bear's stitches." With a pair of scissors, Makita starts to tear open the teddy's cavity. The first broken thread unfazed her, the fourth made her noticeably jittery, and at the last thread, she yielded upon feeling the vacuum that sucked her up before.

"O-Okay! OKAY! Get that thing away from me!"

"Now that's what I like to hear. Goldy, you're done for the moment," dismissing Makita and her doll. Fiddling with her rope, I requestion. "Why did you try to collar me? Was it because of my Grimm?"

Reluctantly, Kitasawa speaks. "... It's... A leash to stop you from puffing. Was too late and got myself unconscious. Your damn airblast is basically a magical explosion, scummy wolf," hostility still lingering.

Noting her confession, I went on. "Did someone made a contract with you? Heard that you work for numerous clients."

"N... No."

"Telling the truth?"

"Said no! N. O. Was for a personal motive!"

"Sweetie, watch your voice. Wouldn't want anyone to check on us," advised Mary.

"Better for me, slut! You may look young, but you're past the expiration date!"

"Excuse me?..." Mary's front becomes blank; I knew what it meant and tried to prevent it. "G-Goldy! Take Mary somewhere else, please!' keeping the sinful sister, armed with s gun and knife, away from Red. She soon exited the scene successfully.

"Crazy bitch..." muttered the inciter.

"I'll overlook that mishap, Red," scratching my ears. "Let's get back on track, shall we? What was this personal motive? Do you know anything about my Grimm? Foretellings?"

"Not anything specific. But I know what your Grimm promises. What if Little Red Riding Hood has the power of the wolf? I wanted to know that. Although, I'm regretting it. I had to withstand this torture you put me through. I couldn't feel anything while inside that fucking doll! Only my breath and the sensation in my crotch! You're despicable! Dirt!"

>Cont.
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>>3404296

"Dirt or whatnot, Red. But I'm not responsible for what you're experiencing down there~ Your blush betrays your attitude, and it's screaming another story." Getting up, I put my lips near her ear. Each beating breath tickled, making her heart flutter. "I won't impose on your inner-thoughts. However, I can take a guess and accommodate them. Any more outfits you'd like to try on? We got a library full, and you just need to say the word."

Kitasawa tips in the opposite direction. "Fuck off!"

> Try to entice Red.
> Leave her be and visit Mary.
> (another option)
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>>3404315
> Try to entice Red
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>>3404315
> Try to entice Red.
>Dress her up regardless.
No. Mercy.
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>>3404332
Support.
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>>3404332
Chaning vote to this. Keep whispering her ear, maybe lick her cheek.
This. . . This is the taste of a liar!
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>>3404351
Supporting that
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>>3404332
Supporting. She didn't even get contracted, she just wanted to make us a pet. She's going to pay dearly for that. Doesn't she know that the wolf gobbles Little Red up?
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>>3404331
>>3404332
>>3404339
>>3404351
>>3404361

Anything preferable that you'd like Kitasawa to wear?
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>>3404351
Absolutely supporting this.
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>>3404366
Make her all cutesy like Goldy but with rabbit ears or something. She seems tomboyish so it'll feminize her and make her embarrassed and the rabbit image as prey for the wolf is also good to reinforce on her.
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>>3404366
Let's make it a maid outfit. We'll reverse the master-servant relationship she was hoping to impose upon us.
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>>3404366
Got any sheep cosplay? I think it's only appropriate.
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>>3404382
Make her call us goshujin sama? Would be excellent.
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>>3404366
Mock her. find a sexy little red outfit, minus cape, to put her in. Take who she is and make it LEWD.
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>>3404378
So many good choices with great reasonings, but support this.
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>>3404405
Fuck, I meant >>3404382
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>>3404405
I would like rabbit maid that calls us master but yeah all these ideas are great.
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>>3404378>>3404397>>3404415
>>3404382
>>3404413
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3404378
This
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>>3404459

"Don't be so shy, Red. It's not good to reject your desires." I replace my position near her ear; a close connection reforged, a stream of whispers invades Kitasawa with more thoroughness. "Your regular outfit is fancy by itself, but there has to be variety. I'll pick an outfit for you, how about that?"

"I said fuck off!" Kitasawa attempts to separate from me again, but she's used up all room that her chair can supply. "G-Go! Shoo!"

Stalking the folded costumes from afar, it hits me. "A bunny maid will do! Subverting your personality and intentions is a delectable recipe~ Don't you agree?"

Thrice, I've removed her clothes. A selected costume succeeds her previous dress, humiliating her as I adorn her with a cutesy, subservient motif. A wholesome maid's uniform, coupled with rabbit ears that work all too well on Kitasawa.

"G-Get me out of this, you wolf!" she commanded, despite having no authority.

I wag my finger. "Ah, ah, ah~ It looks great on you! I could just eat you up!"

A hand close to her face, I begin to pet her cheek lightly while I absorb myself in the sight. Her tough-shell has been shed to defend her self-respect, leaving her vulnerable for further stimulation. I bow down once more, offering her sweet nothings into her ears that attack this rabbit's heart. I nibble on it as well, the sensation making Red squeak, a sound that was reserved for Goldilocks until now.

"P-Please... This is too embarrassing..." Little Red Riding Hood expressed with a mouse-ish tone. A drastic change.

> My tongue tastes... like honey. "Call me master, and I'll consider letting you go."
> Was this what you had in mind when planning to take me as a servant?"
> Kiss Kitasawa. Her lips look delicious.
> (another option)
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>>3404556
> My tongue tastes... like honey. "Call me master, and I'll consider letting you go."
Persuasion is a hell yes. I don't know what thw other power could be
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>>3404556
> Kiss Kitasawa. Her lips look delicious.
As much as I want the persuasion power, I'm itching to see what this will give us.
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>>3404556
>My tongue tastes... like honey. "Call me master, and I'll consider letting you go."
>Was this what you had in mind when planning to take me as a servant?"
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>>3404590
God yes. I love it. I would go for the kiss but I don't want her to bite us if she still has fight left.
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>>3404556
Let’s not get to carried away, things like this takes time and care.
>Was this what you had in mind when planning to take me as a servent”?
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>>3404597
Maybe the kiss option turns our stomach into a bag of holding?
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>>3404556
>Calm thyself Wolf.
>Was this what you had in mind when planning to take me as a servant”?
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>>3404606
While that would be cool, we already have Baby Bear, so it would be kind of redundant.

>>3404590
I like this a lot, actually. Supporting.
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>>3404604
I'm sorry anons I'm trying so hard
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>>3404556
> Was this what you had in mind when planning to take me as a servant?"
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>>3404564
>>3404590
>>3404597
>>3404620
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3404631
https://youtu.be/vrQzGNNvFIE
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>>3404658

My tongue tastes like... honey. A thick coat of sugary goodness that surrounds my taste buds with a delightful siege. "Was this what you had in mind when planning to make me your servant?" I said to the rabbit.

"N-No," Kitasawa uttered. "Not exactly..."

"Well, it looks like the wolf wins, and that the tables have been turned. I have got myself a fine prize."

"Scummy wolf, just unbind me! I won't have anything to do with you once I'm gone!"

I snicker at her desperation. "Call me 'master.' If you do, I'll consider letting you go."

"Consider? Make more sense, fucker!"

"So you don't want to take the chance? Who knows, it'll be an easy ticket to freedom in the end."

Kitasawa tones down her mood, pondering my offer for once. Before me, I spectate the myriad of intense sentiments that cycle through Little Red, kept to herself: from subtly scared to hopeful. It wasn't a long while for her to reply. "M-Master! Let me go, please!"

Something surges within me. My teeth vibrate funnily, nails equate. Looking into the window's glass behind Kitasawa, I see that said aspects are enhanced to a frightening degree. A row of sharp pearly whites and strong claws. I'm even taller, I must add, however, wispier.

Accompanying the alteration, improved senses. Hearing's better, as I can listen to Kitasawa's faint panting. Fragrances are clear, as a vanilla-flavored aroma comes from Kitasawa. Eyesight is strengthened, as Kitasawa's unease can be seen by the depths of her pupils.

(Little Red Riding Hood has surrendered! 2/3 of your Grimm's complete!)

> Unbind her from the chair.
> Leave her alone and meet up with Makita and Mary. You did say 'consider.'
> (another option)
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>>3404732
>> Leave her alone and meet up with Makita and Mary. You did say 'consider.'
It's going to take a lot more than that to pay back trying to kill us but this is a good attitude towards redemption Little Red.

Call her a good girl and pat her head as we leave.
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>>3404735
> Unbind her from the chair
Level up is fair trade
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>>3404735
“Y’know, I kinda was hoping you wouldn’t say it...”

> Unbind her from the chair.

We’re a perv, but we’re an honorable perv.
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>>3404735
>unbind her, but take our time enjoying the process.
>"well, wasnt expecting...this to happen from that."
>"you better not cause me any more trouble, got it? this was me going easy on you, remember that."
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>>3404735
I don’t exactly know how she is tied but let’s
>loosen the bindnings or something to be more comforteble but keep them on for now.
>”I’ll be right back” pat her on the head
>Leave her alone and meet up with Makita and Mary.
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>>3404768
its lewd sexy bindings my fellow Anon.
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>>3404743
>>3404749
>>3404759
Anons anons, we can't be too nice.

> She is literally the only threat we've had so far in this quest.
> She was intending to kill us.
> We don't know if she's fully broken, we have no known way to compel her to not try to kill us.
> She's an excellent money making opportunity.
> We said we would consider letting her go, before we had 0 intention of letting her go, now we are considering it, that is more than most any prisoner in history could hope to get from the equivalent of saying "Uncle".
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>>3404793
its ok, we have her hood hostage. we should mention that and tell her if she acts up, it gets torched.
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>>3404803
Hmm that is a way to compel obedience. I'm still against releasing her but if the votes goes that way it's not so bad.
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>>3404735
Ask Mary whether she has anything else to ask of her before letting her go
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>>3404793
Like when training a dog she needs some positive reinforcement when she does something right and punishment when does something wrong. So let’s loosen the ropes but not let her go yet.
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Wait! What happened to the collar she tried to use on us. If it’s around we could use it on her :^)
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>>3404823
probably part of her hood
>>3404735
let her go we've done enough
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>>3404743
>>3404749
>>3404759
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3404735
>2/3
guess we gotta get us some piggies. Souieeee!
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>>3404844


Keeping my promise, I unbind her from the chair; but slowly, as I like to take my time enjoying the process. "I'll be honest. I wasn't expecting this to happen from that," hinting at my transformation. Being higher than I was originally screws with my perception of depth. I found my ground, shortly after. Although I'll need to get used to this elevation. "I was kinda hoping that you wouldn't say it either."

"Shut up, wolf..." mumbled Kitasawa, half defeated and half remorseful.

Her limbs set free, my prisoner gets up from her seat apprehensively. The rope that wrapped around her body is undone, and so is the chord that tied her to the furniture.

"You better not cause any more trouble for me, got it? I'm going easy on you, remember tha--" Kitasawa heaves the aforementioned chair at me. Its collision broke itself due to the dense passion from its user. I'm unharmed but stunned; habitual machinations recompose myself, though, meanwhile, Kitasawa scampers around the huge classroom.

"Where is it?!" she said to herself urgently, seeking her hood.

> Let her search for her Grimm until her imminent realization.
> Rearrest her.
> (another option)
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>>3404921
>>3404927
>fucking pick up a chair and WWE it over her head.
>"BITCH WHAT DID I SAY?!"
>try nto to actually kill or knock her unconscious, but certainly dont aim to be gentle.
>"you arent finding your cape, and honestly, im thinking of BURNING it unless you give me a damn good reason not to after what you just pulled!"
>stare her down ,ready to strike again if need be.

fuck her, i kinda expected this but still, no reason to be gentle now.
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>>3404927
>> Rearrest her.
She'll try to kill us again, hood or not guaranteed.
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>>3404927
>”Well can’t say I did not expect that.”
>let her search while we stare her down
>”say red, what kind of material is your hood made from ? It looked flameble enough.”
>”bet with these claws I could probably rip it to shreds.”
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>>3404966
i like this
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>>3404966
Supporting this
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>>3404966
>>3404973
>>3404975
Writing... ... ...
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>>3404986

"Well, can't say that I didn't expect that." I watch as Kitasawa searches the room, pushing away tables and cabinets to look for what was taken from her. The way she's stomping about adds a dash of comedy to her show, oblivious to her cloak's real whereabouts. "Say, Red, what kind of material is your hood made from?" drawing her vision onto me, unaware that her actions was ineffective, staggering for only a second or two. "It looked flammable. Bet with these claws that I could probably rip it to shreds too."

Kitasawa scoffs at me while taking five paces backward. Any more and she'll drive herself into a corner. "Try that, you mutt. Won't burn or shred; it's indestructible."

> Rearrest her. "Is that so? Anyways, you've tested my forgiveness. Seems that you like the rope a bit too much."
> Pin her down. "Yeah. But you don't have it presently."
> "Wasn't it master? I liked your cutesy voice."
> (another option)
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>>3405037
> Pin her down. "Yeah. But you don't have it presently."
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>>3405037
> Pin her down. "Yeah. But you don't have it presently."
> "now what should i do to you now? clearly, you are a threat to my life, and an idiot who doesn't listen when i say not to cause me trouble."
>Squeeze her enough to cause PAIN.
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>>3405037
> Pin her down. "Wasn't it master? I liked your cutesy voice."
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>>3405037
> Rearrest her. "Is that so? Anyways, you've tested my forgiveness. Seems that you like the rope a bit too much."
> "Wasn't it master? I liked your cutesy voice."
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>>3405045
>>3405043
Supporting a mix of these.
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>>3405042
>>3405043
>>3405045
>>3405054
>Writing... ... ...
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We could bury it somewhere since she seems to have no idee where it is now. Or we could just spill coffe or something on it to stain it, but that might be too evil.
Also

>>3405037

> Pin her down. "Yeah. But you don't have it presently."
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>>3405037
>look I'll give it back to you if you agree not to hunt me or at least give me a head start
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>>3405072
Let's buy a vault then and bury in the backyard, then tell her it's with the N.R.O. We should tell Goldi and Mary that we sent it too.
She can have it back when she's a good pet.
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>>3405103
Rig some explosives inside too if we're really that aerious about it.
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hey guys what grimms do you want to see for me personally I want to see the red shoes which is surprisingly another story where the woodsman shows up
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>>3405134
>Hansel and Gretel
I would assume it would show where people or things have been via a trail of peddles, or an oven that can incenarate everything and anything.
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>>3405070

"Yeah, but you don't have it presently." Initially walking to her, I lunge onto Red upon fulfilling half of our position's differences. She, in turn, throws herself to the side, but her leg's caught by my grasp.

Grip mounted, I pull Kitasawa towards me. My arms pin hers, staring down her struggle: from a useless thrash to final visage of opposition when fatigue's built up.

"Bastard mutt," my weak soldier grumbled. Kitasawa has proven that barking's all she can do without her hood.

I don my smug grin. "Wasn't it master? I liked your cutesy voice," forcing her to relive the moment's flusterment.

Putting more weight onto my hands, I squeeze the rabbit maid against the tile until she squeals out in pain. I do not proceed with the effort, satisfied by her feminine yelp.

Her crude countenance devolving, she resorts to addressing me as Master while remaining in my hold. What could she do in this predicament? Continue to refuse me and be disobedient while I give her one forgiving chance to another? I reckon that this is what she needs to know her place, as she already surrendered her intentions to make me her servant. I've made her mine at the end of this capricious ordeal of hers.

But I'm not a cruel master. She's a looker, and I don't want to ruin my business partner's qualities.

"I won't do it again, M-Master!" Kitasawa said, teary-eyed.

> "I'll forgive you again. But you need to make up what you did."
> "Since I've won, you're my servant. Any actions to harm me will be punished, understand?"
> "If you want your hood back, then you'll have to earn it."
> (another option)
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>>3405134
the golden key
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>>3405153
>"entice me. Ive got your hood, and no reason to forgive you. keep making promises and begging until im satisfied, ok?"
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>>3405153
> "Since I've won, you're my servant. Any actions to harm me will be punished, understand?"

Don't tell we can give it back to her, it further implies we have it.
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>>3405153
> "If you want your hood back, then you'll have to earn it."
> “Now, you don’t HAVE to model to get your hood back, although it would help. If you’d prefer to help out with the set design, costume design, or makeup work, that’ll help too. However, modeling’s going to get you that hood back the quickest.”
> “Also, since you’d be working under me, you get a share of the profits.”
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>>3405165
Supporting this.

She's lucky to be unbound and alive, let alone even thinking of getting her hood back. That can be a possibility far down the road.

We look out for our servants though, so it's not a bad thing. I hope we can reinforce the better she behaves, the better she gets treated over time.
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>>3405153
> "I've been very lenient with you so far, but you don't seem to appreciate that. I think it's time to give you a taste of your own medicine."
> "Since I've won, you're my servant. Any actions to harm me will be punished, understand?"
> Put the collar she made for you on her.
At this stage, I think it's only fair.
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>>3405217
Supporting
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>>3405217
Chaning to support
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>>3405217
I still think the collar is with the hood. we never confirmed if it was just a hood thing or not. we can always go out to buy a cheap punk collar.
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>>3405223
I'm sure there's something in the massive pile of stuff Mary bought. If her collar isn't around, we'll just use one of those I guess.
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>>3405217
Changing to support yep. Would be funny to give her the old, "I'm not mad, I'm just disappointed Kita."
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>>3405229
oh nice idea, forgot we had that there
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>>3405217
sure, ill change to support this.
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Now that we're at least over six feet tall with sharpened teeth and nails, we should go pick up some clothes to match the style. Parka Jacket maybe?
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>>3405217
>>3405221
>>3405222
>>3405239
>>3405247
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3405249
well we're looking like viral now from what I gather from the previous thread's picture as well as our changes
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>>3405258
Got a picture?
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>>3405267
from gurren lagann
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>>3405257

"I've been very lenient with you so far, but you don't seem to appreciate that. I think it's time to give you a taste of your own medicine." Getting up from her, I walk to the pile of costumes, rummaging through the folded articles until I find what I want. A collar. More so, a dog's.

Returning to Kitasawa, stuck in place after the consequence she has brought upon herself, I secure the demeaning necklace around her neck. "T-This is?!"

"Yes, it is," I interrupted. "Since I've won on both accounts, last night and today, you're my servant through and through. Any actions to harm me will be punished, understand?"

"Who do you think y--!" Kitasawa stops midsentence upon being glared at, swallowing her throat along with her pride. "Understood... M-Master," meek and small in my shadow.

A whistle comes from behind us. It's Mary, recording us with a bewitching disposition -- a phone in her hand. "Nice going, kid!~ That'll teach her from calling me a slut." Red's brows scrunch up, unable to do anything against Sister Mary's foxy smirk. Makita arrives shortly, childishly curious about my servant.

"So she's into those type of things..." Goldy said, jabbing at Red's degraded heart.

> "Mary, mind if I take a can of yours from the minifridge?"
> "Welcome our official fourth model. Red, Sister Mary, play nice, alright?"
> "Goldy, don't say in that kind of tone. Red's an emerging M, so she'll be embarrassed."
> (another option)
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>>3405313
> "Mary, mind if I take a can of yours from the minifridge?"
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>>3405313
> "Possibly. Would you like one too? Pretty sure there's one that'll go well with your costume..."
> "Welcome our official fourth model. Red, Sister Mary, play nice, alright?"
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>>3405322
Support
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>>3405313
> "Goldy, don't say in that kind of tone. Red's an emerging M, so she'll be embarrassed."
> "Welcome our official fourth model. Red, Sister Mary, play nice, alright?"
Who's model #3? We have Makita, Mary, and now Red, but I don't recall recruiting a third.
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>>3405344
My mistake. Was counting the PC as well. So three models.
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>>3405344
Well, we need to diversify a bit to go for the female market, so...
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>>3405322
Supporting.
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>>3405344
we should tease Goldy about the fact she knows about those kinda kinks. she SAYS shes not a pervert, but...
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>>3405294
Op would you say this a accurate description of what we look like?
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>>3405369
I like this idea. Changing to support >>3405322 after teasing her about knowing. What a lewd girl Goldy is.
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>>3405378
Agreed on supporting this. She isn't as pure as she pretends mhm. The airheadedness is an act.
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>>3405374
I suppose so. Yeah.
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>>3405369
This
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>>3405322
>>3405342
>>3405362
>>3405378
>>3405391
>>3405369
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3405400

"Our official, fourth model might be into it. But why do you ask? You've seen Red in bondage, and now she has a collar. Wait, do you want one too? It'll go well with your dress, I'm sure of it!"

"What makes you say that, mister wolf?! I'm not into that stuff myself!"

"You sure?~ For someone who has no interest in M play and relating activities, it sounds like you know an awful lot about it. Why else would you mention it? Why else would you recognize the way I tied her?"

"Can you stop talking about me!" Kitasawa yelled. "I'm not into that stuff either!"

"Hush, Red. Your master commands it. He's busy talking with a pervert who acts all pure."

"I'm not a pervert! I'm not, I'm not, I'm not!" whined Makita. Baby Bear caresses her costume's hem, trying to comfort her. "I just... happen to know what people are into! Even then, I'm not lewd in spite of being accused of so!"

> Mention her black panties.
> Ask for Mary's thoughts. She's been with Makita for the longest time.
> Mention how defensive she is about it.
> Stop teasing her and find out what to do with your servant. You can't possibly take her home again.
> (another option)
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>>3405454
> Mention how defensive she is about it.
> Ask for Mary's thoughts. She's been with Makita for the longest time.
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>>3405454
>> Ask for Mary's thoughts. She's been with Makita for the longest time.
>> Mention her black panties.
lets ask Mary AND give us and her fuel to tease Makita with~
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>>3405465
+1
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>>3405454
> Mention her black panties.
Panties are the best
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>>3405465
>>3405485
>>3405548
>>3405464
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3405561

"If you're not a pervert, then why do you wear black panties? By that alone, you're far from being a chaste maiden, Goldy."

Makita's cheeks become a warm, vibrant hue; lips are quivering, unable to comprehend nor argue back. "H-How do you know that?"

"I have my ways~ But let us not get distracted from the question at hand. Tell me, Goldy!" The fake maiden's eyes glance around the room, switching from person to person as if it'll help retain her innocence. Seeing that she won't talk and that her head's craned downward in dishonor, I go near Mary for her thoughts. "O holy sister, can you prove Makita's purity? Or is she a sinner in disguise?"

The agent laughs, resting her forearm on my shoulders. "Kehaha! Well, you see, Makita here has a secret that she doesn't want anyone to know."

"Mary, don't! Stop!" our person in question pleaded. But it carried little effect.

"Has a whole collection of magazines at her house. Stacks and stacks! Some pieces may doubt her character while not exposing her real front, but there are books she has that cracks down on her daily disposition! Don't kick down the girl too much, though."

Goldilocks falls, the ground taking much of her peripherals as her chromaticity becomes less and less saturated. "It's not abnormal! Even though I have such things, I'm still pure! I'm not a pervert!..."

> Go home. Take Kitasawa with you?
> Go home and leave Kitasawa with Mary at the clubroom.
> Comfort Goldilocks. "Don't be so down, Goldy. If you make amends and accept that part of yourself, everything will be alright."
> (another option)
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>>3405623
> Comfort Goldilocks. "Don't be so down, Goldy. If you make amends and accept that part of yourself, everything will be alright.
> Go home and leave Kitasawa with Mary at the clubroom

We father figure wolf now
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>>3405623
> Comfort Goldilocks. "Don't be so down, Goldy. If you make amends and accept that part of yourself, everything will be alright."
> Go home. Take Kitasawa with you
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>>3405623
>> Go home. Take Kitasawa with you
>> Comfort Goldilocks. "Don't be so down, Goldy. If you make amends and accept that part of yourself, everything will be alright."
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>>3405623
> Comfort Goldilocks. "Don't be so down, Goldy. If you make amends and accept that part of yourself, everything will be alright."
> Go home and leave Kitasawa with Mary at the clubroom.
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>>3405623
> Comfort Goldilocks. "Don't be so down, Goldy. If you make amends and accept that part of yourself, everything will be alright."
> Go home and leave Kitasawa with Mary at the clubroom.
We have no reason to judge her. In fact, it's objectively better for us if she decides to embrace her... interests.
As for Kitasawa, we've decided to play hardball for a little bit, so she gets to spend the night with Mary. This is what happens when you cross your master. In the meantime, we can find a better hiding spot for the hood.
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>>3405655
I like how you think anon.

Maybe we can into a long-term plan to keep Red at our place. She’s blonde so we could tell our family she’s an exchange student from America with mixed ancestry?
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>>3405642
>>3405652
>>3405655
i support leaving her with them. make sure we tell her to behave herself!
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>>3405666
Demonic trips. We must obey
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>Devil's trips
Dante's Inferno portrays Hell as a place of perfect, God-prescribed punishment where sinners get what they deserve. Looks like we're doing something right.
Bringing her to live in our house is a given. She's our servant, after all. She can't serve us if she isn't spending time with us. Perhaps we could arrange for her transfer to our school while we're at it. It will make things easier when she inevitably becomes our willing ally.
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>>3405675
>>3405696
Yes yes exactly. We can drop talks about exchange students to the parents around dinner saying it’s an excellent opportunity to learn new cultures and Hanami can have a new person to interact with. Our school had an announcement on it and the government is making the process really easy, if a family qualifies for normal raising of a child they quality to host an exchange child and hey they even get a tax subsidy (can use to explain our money influx possibly). Then we have Red transfer to our school and none are the wiser.
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>>3405718
I've got an even better idea. We don't really need her to be exchange since she has a Japanese name and speaks Japanese. Instead, why don't we have Mary/the NRO prepare papers to say it's part of a government-sponsored behavioral correction program for problem children? It'd explain her attitude, why she's living with us, why she has to listen to us, and people will probably make some effort to overlook Red's outbursts. Hell, we can probably even bullshit a reason as to why she's wearing a collar and calling us master (we have super persuasion as backup in case people get suspicious).
Since it's a "government program" we can still use your plan to explain our income increase. Not to mention Hanami is all but guaranteed to smother Red with affection when someone else is living in the house, especially if we tell her Red's personality is the result of some kind of familial neglect. The NRO will probably be on board if it means keeping Red "apprehended" by their loose definition, and they can convince both our family and even the entire school of its legitimacy if necessary.
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>>3405748
THIS. MARY! GET ON THIS!
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>>3405748
Also, just imagine tomboy Kita's reaction when she realizes that a gorgeous blonde girl is legally obliged to listen to our requests. It'll be fucking priceless.
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>>3405748
It’s beautiful... especially making the tomboy’s jaw drop bhahaha

Using the NRO to get the bureaucratic work done for us is genius.
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>>3405778
Do you think our parents are going to notice our newly gained wolfish appearance?
It's time to indulge in our sister with our newly found persuasion powers.
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>>3405783
We can always just persuade them that this is a normal or otherwise benign change.
Damn, this persuasion power is really useful.
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>>3405783
Yep they’ll notice but like>>3405789 says we’re a growing boy going into the prime of our life a growth spurt is all it is. An incredibly sudden and big growth spurt but hey you know how those kids are.

We should definitely subtly hint about Hanami’s eroge next time we see her. Start laying down the path to further destinations
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>>3405797
I wish I would get Ara Ara by her. It would be glorious.
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>>3405642
>>3405652
>>3405655
>>3405672
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3406666
DEMONIC QUADS!!!!
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>>3406598

"Don't be so down, Goldy. If you make amends and accept that part of yourself, everything will be alright."

Makita lifts her head. "Mister wolf, it's harder than it seems! I don't want to be indecent!"

Kneeling down for a second, I stroke Makita's mane. "You have all the time in the world to come to terms with that devious side of yours." Picking myself up, I then stride towards the room's door. "I believe in you, Goldy, trust me on that~ Also, Mary, play nice with my servant, okay? She's fragile."

"Likewise, Kid. Me and Little Red's going to have a blast together. Don't you think so too?" hugging Kitasawa who's fighting back the sister's friendly hug -- with the slyness that the nun casts, it assures me that Red's going to have a fun time overnight. I'll put my faith into Mary, and pray that she doesn't break her.

>>>

The moment where the Wolf got Little Red Riding Hood to call him master bounces around inside my skull, tenacious in memory. It clings within me: a bat that has no intention to leave. And frankly, I'm alright with it. The flavor of honey remains on my tongue, lightening up my mood as I come home. Persuasion is an addictive sugar, isn't it?

Mom has beaten me to the house. However, Dad's still at work. He's a hard worker, but doesn't show it much; a chill guy that likes overtime -- take that as you will.

"Welcome back, Rou," said my mom, cooking up something in the kitchen. I meet her there. "I was worried since you were out late after school, so I called. Didn't know that you were in a club now."

"Only recently. Didn't have the opportunity to tell you or Dad."

Putting a knife at the end of a cutting board, right next to a cut up squash, Mom washes her hands in the sink. Her braided her hangs off of and onto her chest; most of the time dark, but shines a hazel brown when sunlight touches it. Dad's where Hanami and I get our hair color though. Black.

Mom tilts her head. I'm probably around 1.8 meters, although an estimate. "You look different," she stated, fueling the sugar on my tongue and teeth.

> "I do? Don't feel like I am, Mom."
> "Oh, I noticed that too. My body's in a rush to grow now that I'm catching up to Hanami."
> (another option)
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>>3406674
> "Oh, I noticed that too. My body's in a rush to grow now that I'm catching up to Hanami."
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>>3406674
> "Oh, I noticed that too. My body's in a rush to grow now that I'm catching up to Hanami."
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>>3406674
>>"Oh, I noticed that too. My body's in a rush to grow now that I'm catching up to Hanami."
You know us kids we grow like weeds.
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>>3406678
>>3406698
>>3406702
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3406674
Surprisingly there's been no talk about how tight our clothes should feel
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>>3405875
Our last grimm is a kiss we could possibly unlock it by using it affectionately on Hanami
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>>3406732

"Oh, I noticed that too. My body's in a rush to grow now that I'm catching up to Hanami. Us kids grow like weeds, eh?"

Mom gestures, pondering over what I've said. "The years do go by," sighing at her own age. She retakes the kitchen knife and starts to cut up the rest of the squash."Speaking of Hanami, could you fetch her? I'll need some help with dinner."

"Got it," I said, leaving where my words affect.

Up the stairs, I step up to my sister's door. The routine exacts itself, Hanami opening up as I wait. "Hey, Rou~" she, too, greeted.

"Hey, Sis. Mom wants you to help her downstairs. Besides that, anything of note today? Or were you just sleeping?"

"Ehehe... You know me. Been finishing up on some games that I have yet to touch." Her foot advances, and then the other; wholly within the hallway, she goes to Mom. Hanami inquired about my appearance as well, to which I did the same to her as with our mother. "You look, er, cooler," she said.

Deep into the evening, I sit by Hanami on the couch. There wasn't much room to be satisfied with, as the NEET lays herself horizontally on the sofa. Hours prior, Dad arrived; along with Mom, they left us in the living room.

> Just relax and become one with the quiet.
> Ask Hanami about her eroge.
> Give her a lap pillow.
> (another option)
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>>3406802
>> Give her a lap pillow.
>> Ask Hanami about her eroge.

Once she's on our lap we can whisper and it won't be as embarrassing if she isn't looking at us.
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>>3406810
+1
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>>3406802
>Talk about games and bring up her Eroge
>Use that persuasion whilw yiu're at it
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>>3406802
>Give her a lap pillow.
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>>3406810
>>3406812
>>3406814
>>3406819
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3406875

"Sis, here," ushering her to my lap. She shuffles herself to me, the weight of her head pressing on my thighs.

"I thought that I'm the one giving you lap pillows, Rou," Hanami said, the tips of her lips slightly raised by bliss. "I don't mind this reversal though. It's comfy."

"It's repayment for lending me yours in the past. But I'm glad." On queue, and by which my sister's slothful pose grants me a full view of her, my gaze wanders off to silently revere Hanami's form. I center my sight on her face when remembering that box on her bed. "By the by, what games do you play?"

"Whatever that intrigues me. I'm not that picky when it comes to entertainment. Living off of my parttime pay from a few years back, if you're wondering where I get the money."

"Are you? Does that apply, I don't know... to erotica?" Hanami's drooping eyes sharpen to that of surprise. Her spike of nervous heat can be felt on my legs, fished out into a long detached land from her high school days. "I found one in your room. And its content, from what I can tell, is interesting, to say the least."

The shut-in whose hair's long as a river thrusts herself up from my lap, receding.

> Look into her eyes. "Calm down, Sis. I don't have anything against it. I'm just curious about what you're into."
> Look into her eyes. "Sis, what kind of VNs do you get? Really."
> Look into her eyes. "You really are dirty, Sis~ Thinking about your brother in that way~"
> (another option)
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>>3406967
>Look into her eyes. "Calm down, Sis. I don't have anything against it. I'm just curious about what you're into."
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>>3406967
> Look into her eyes. "Calm down, Sis. I don't have anything against it. I'm just curious about what you're into."
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>>3406967
> Look into her eyes. "Calm down, Sis. I don't have anything against it. I'm just curious about what you're into."
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>>3406967
> Look into her eyes. "You really are dirty, Sis~ Thinking about your brother in that way~"
> Smile. "But don't worry, I'm dirty too~"
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>>3406975
I'll add a, "Just cause you play game about something doesn't mean you necessarily want to do the same thing in real life..."

With sort of an implied "... right?" hanging in the air
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>>3406967
> Look into her eyes. "Calm down, Sis. I don't have anything against it. I'm just curious about what you're into."
> "You know you can always trust me, Sis."
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>>3406971
>>3406975>>3406982
>>3407008
>>3406979
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3407030

"Calm down, Sis. I don't have anything against what you're into. Just 'cause you play a game about risky fantasies doesn't mean you necessarily want to do the same thing in real life... Right?" delivering my query with an implication.

I maintained our connection, looking into her eyes with spirit. A minute completes, Hanami fixing herself closer to me; not on my lap, nor do our shoulders touch, just an adjusted placement that's deathly near. "Haha, r-right..." she murmured, parting a stray bang to her ear.

Once she has recalled her confidence, I progress. "Can you tell me why you play them? You don't have to answer, however."

"I-It's fine," waving a hand. "Lemme think..." Hanami tweedles with her thumbs, thought refusing autonomy until she has got herself a response. "... I get lonely, you know? I played with you all the time when you were younger. But now that I've been out of school for a while, and that you're doing your own things, I barely have any time to be around you." Spacing herself again, she inclines her person, knees crossed. My sister's cleavage is exhibited upon the change of gravity with no trace of a bra. "Y-You can understand that, no?"

> "I understand. If you're that lonely, then why didn't you say so?"
> "Erotica isn't just for accompanying your boredom. I get you, but there's another reason~"
> "Er, I know. Could you lower yourself though? Your boobs are showing."
> (another option)
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>>3407130
> "Er, I know. Could you lower yourself though? Your boobs are showing."
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>>3407130
>> "I understand. If you're that lonely, then why didn't you say so?"
We could find things to do together, spend time together more like the old days y'know.
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>>3407130
> "I understand. If you're that lonely, then why didn't you say so?"
> "If you want to spend time together, you only need to ask."
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>>3407134
>>3407152
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3407176

"I understand. If you're that lonely, then why didn't you ask? We can spend time together with just but a word or two, Sis." Being locked up in a room all day every week doesn't convey one's feelings very well. I could get the notion that she wanted to be with me whenever I was in her room, but I kinda doubted it due to politeness; what if I ask her and I was wrong? I don't like to be wrong, and that in itself is wrong. "We have the evening to ourselves. Starting here would be good. Unless other thoughts come to mind.

Hanami's ailing butterflies take off, disappearing from her overall presence. She relinks us together, hugging with an amiable warmth that terminated the worse temperature. "I wanna stay like this for a while," toppling me over.

> Suggest that you take yourselves to her room.
> Suggest that you take yourselves to your room.
> Stay where you are.
> (another option)
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>>3407206
> Stay where you are.
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>>3407206
>Stay where you are.
She wanna stay like that, let's stay like that.
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>>3407206
> Suggest that you take yourselves to your room.
I'm cool with staying like this, but there's no reason to have Mom and Dad walk in on our sibling bonding time.
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>>3407206
> Stay where you are
Hug her back, what could go wrong >:^)
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>>3407217
Get comfy. Make small talk about school.
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>>3407250
Wanna roll a dice on that?
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>>3407254
Let’s not fuck our sister, please.
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>>3407254
Hell, why not. We haven't had many dice rolls so far. How many sides?
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>>3407258
I think this would be our first die roll wouldn't it? Of course QM might be rolling behind the scenes.
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>>3407262
I think there were two rolls last thread, but we haven't had any this thread.
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>>3407266
Oh right so we weren't smothered to death in bed haha. Forgot about that.
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>>3407214
>>3407217
>>3407250
>Roll 1d100
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Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>3407298
Luck of the wolf?
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Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>3407298
What horrors will this bring
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Rolled 9 (1d100)

>>3407298
What could ever go wrong
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Rolled 62 (1d100)

>>3407298
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>>3407308
>>3407309
>>3407310
>70
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3407315

I return Hanami's affection, fingers clasping around her back after bypassing her mountainous chest. She's more "cuddly," hips twisting around in a frequent manner as we continue to seize one another. I can get myself drunk off of this, focusing on my sister's cushioning that snuggles upon me; from top to bottom, upsetting my desires that I thought was left at the clubroom. My poisoned mind imagines a number of things -- mostly scenarios that are akin to Kitasawa's treatment from today. I would like to see Hanami in such a lewd position, but quickly, I shake that prospect off. I'm her little brother that she loves dearly. I must not render her views faulty for the sake of preserving her passion.

Gradually, Hanami's movement displaces me near to the sofa's edge. We both fall down onto the living room's floor, however, still stuck together. I unleash my arms so I can aid myself and my sister, checking around for any bruising between ourselves.

While exploring her in particular, I find an odd characteristic. I was so caught up in my imagination that I didn't think to inspect Hanami at all while she was cuddling excessively.

"I'm sorry, Rou! Something came over me! Did you hit your head?.... What's wrong?" she said, sensing that I've spotted a peculiarity among us.

> Hanami has horns. Those of sheep.
> Hanami's nails and teeth have developed like yours.
> Hanami's bigger, as in, she has grown taller than you.
> (another option)
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>>3407516
>Hanami has horns. Those of sheep
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>>3407516
>> Hanami has horns. Those of sheep.
Yessss
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>>3407516
> Hanami has horns. Those of sheep.
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>>3407516
> Hanami has horns. Those of sheep

Yes YES YEEEEEEES
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>>3407516
> Hanami has horns. Those of sheep.
Now is the time.
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>>3407528
>>3407535
>>3407549
>>3407554
>>3407558
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3407554
I now welcome our goddess of comfy and fluffiness. Would get smothered by Ara ara/10
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>>3407598
>Big older nee-san sheep girl to smother you with love from above.

Truly this is what heaven is. We do not need to open the gate to fairyland, we already have it here.
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>>3407578

Hanami has horns. Those of sheep, curling outwards and over once. By just observing its appearance, the pair of projections seems heavy. Although, my sister isn't troubled by it. Rather, she doesn't notice it until she taps the side of her head, rubbing her acquired tools; even then, without a way to see her reflection, Hanami is ignorant to the fact that displays itself to her brother.

"She's a Grimm-user," took place in my conscious next. From another perspective, this happening could've been predicted. Nonetheless, it isn't any less puzzling. Hanami's five years apart from my age; is it a coincidence that her powers have taken form alongside me? Or is this timing fate's joke on both of us?

I suppose that it suits her. It drives our stake of relations deeper into the ground. Should I eat her?~ No, I want to eat her! But she's my sister! It's painful for me to be gated by blood. Aren't I a wolf? There's a juicy meal right before me, unknowing about its predator and that it has a predator. I can finally take her!... Gah! Get a hold of myself! What am I thinking!

> Lead Hanami to a mirror in your room.
> Lead Hanami to a mirror in her room.
> Bury yourself into her chest and rest.
> (another option)
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>>3407617
This went wrong in all of the right ways
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>>3407598
>>3407601
How quickly will Red crack and come over to our side if we sandwich her in between us and our heavenly soft sister while whispering honey-sweet persuasion in her ear, like wouldn't it be great if she was a real member of the family and she was interested in us first so she should just admit what she really wants already?

>>3407617
> Lead Hanami to a mirror in your room.
Definitely can't let Mom and Dad see this.
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>>3407617
>> Lead Hanami to a mirror in her room.
Interesting so it seems like they manifested just now if she had to tap them to realize they're there.

We can lead her to her room and explain a bit.
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>>3407617
> Lead Hanami to a mirror in her room.
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>>3407649
>like wouldn't it be great if she was a real member of the family and she was interested in us first so she should just admit what she really wants already?
I need it.
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>>3407617
> Lead Hanami to a mirror in her room.
Seriously, don’t fuck our sister. It’s not that hard.
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>>3407516
wonder what the bigger one was? if I was here I would've suggested a succubus but a sheep is fine too
>>3407617
>eat her. she is prey and you are the predator.
I say start with a kiss.
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>>3407665
>dont fuck our sister
>votes to go to the place where her scent is on everything
>when we both are a wolf and are acting like a wolf in heat with a lamb before us.

i mean im kinda neutral on the whole thing myself, but im just saying...
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>>3407665
I'm fine with such things progressing more naturally and over time.
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>>3407670
>>eat her. she is prey and you are the predator.
>I say start with a kiss.
Our parents are home and we're in an open area. Probably not the time to suggest that.
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>>3407696
couldn't help but think with my dick
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>>3407654
>>3407657
>>3407665
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3407677
I’m just trying not to have this go in a ban related direction.
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>>3407708
It's ok anon we collectively embody all the shades of the Wolf rainbow on the Lustful to Pragmatically Devious range.
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>>3407711

I lead the confused NEET to her room, turning on the light so she can behold her two crowning horns. Expectedly, she freaked out, blabbering about the need for doctors, our parents, and all sorts of things that a common person would look to. As the only one who knows of this supernatural materialization within this house, I subdue her panic and clarify her situation.

"I-I still don't get it," Hanami said. She's on her bed, legs tucked in. I commanded her to be there as I provided the best definition for Grimms. "So I have horns now? How will I go outside? How do you know all this? Are you like me?" barraging me with thousands of words.

> "At face value, yes, you have horns now. But there may be more."
> "You've pointed out my growth. In reality, it's because of my own Grimm."
> "You can wear a big enough hat or... hood."
> (another option)
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>>3407735
>> "At face value, yes, you have horns now. But there may be more."
>> "You might be able to control them or hide them if you focus?"
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>>3407720
id think MG knows the rules and would fade to black, but i get your concern.

>>3407735
> "At face value, yes, you have horns now. But there may be more."
> "You've pointed out my growth. In reality, it's because of my own Grimm."
>"besides my wicked height, i myself can puff air hard enough to act as explosions, and cough up goo covered rocks. i dont get it either, but focus on the bright side, you probably can do something cool too!"
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>>3407720
>Implying there are any mods
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>>3407708
No worries. Always good to have some variety.

>>3407720
If things really do go in that sort of direction, QM always has the options of "fade to black and skip the heavy stuff" and "put it on pastebin and link to it so it's technically not breaking the rules."
That is, of course, IF things go in that direction. Valid concern though.

>>3407735
> "At face value, yes, you have horns now. But there may be more."
> "You've pointed out my growth. In reality, it's because of my own Grimm."
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>>3407748
i mean ive seen proof of a QM getting banned for light foot fetish stuff so someone must be here.
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>>3407743
I would like to +1 the 'but focus on the bright side, you probably can do something cool too!' Poor girl was already lonely and needs some cheering on.
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>>3407739
> "At face value, yes, you have horns now. But there may be more."
> "You've pointed out my growth. In reality, it's because of my own Grimm."
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>>3407739
> "At face value, yes, you have horns now. But there may be more."
>”You’ll probably be able to do something cool.”
>"You've pointed out my growth. In reality, it's because of my own Grimm."
>point out our sharp teeth and let her make the connection.
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>>3407742
>>3407743
>>3407751
>>3407763
>>3407787
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3407794
Thanks for running this quest this great and frequently, you mad man.
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>>3407794

"At face value, yes, you have horns now. But there may be more." To complement our current evidence, I pull the right side of my mouth to present my fangs. "You've pointed out my growth. However, in reality, it's because of my own Grimm. Besides my wicked height, I can puff air hard enough to act as explosions and cough up goo covered rocks -- I don't get it either but focus on the bright side. You probably can do something cool too!"

Considering that showing my teeth is disgusting for Hanami, I unhook my finger and wipe the saliva off of it. My emotions are false, as she was genuinely thrilled by my inhumanly-given traits.

"That's why then? After these past few days? I don't know what to say... It's amazing!"

"Amazing and dangerous. There are others out there with their own Grimms. Some bad and some good. We must be cautious now that we've entered this world, as it'll cause trouble if people catch wind of our circumstances," I informed. It didn't fly very far, as Hanami's skull is as dense as her animalistic protrusions.

The dark phase of each day has started a while ago. The moment's fever kept me from recognizing it.

Hanami doesn't have any problems with being in public since she stays out of the public. Howbeit, now with her Grimm awaked, it'll keep her inside more often unless there's a way to conceal her horns. I've racked my brain over that, but I'm getting exhausted.

Slouching over, I land face first into my sister's bed. Content with a brief period of darkness, I flip myself over, rubbing my temples. Hanami does me a favor and puts out the light, only leaving a small lamp on.

> Sleep in your room. Hanami still needs her own privacy
> Sleep in Hanami's room. It'd help to be her company throughout the night.
> (another option)

>>3407828
I appreciate it.
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>>3407836
> Find a better place to hide Red's hood before turning in for the night.
> Sleep in Hanami's room. It'd help to be her company throughout the night.
She already said she wants to spend more time with us, and she's just undergone what's probably a terrifying transformation. She could use some comfort.
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>>3407844
>> Sleep in Hanami's room. It'd help to be her company throughout the night.
she just grew horns, was told shes entered a dangerous world, and said she was lonely. the least we can do is be in the same room as her.
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>>3407836
>Sleep in Hanami's room. It'd help to be her company throughout the night.
Do you have a twitter page?
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>>3407844
>> Sleep in Hanami's room. It'd help to be her company throughout the night
Hope she isn't a wolf in sheep's clothing
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>>3407855
I don't use Twitter.
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>>3407866
Checked and based.
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>>3407845
Supporting. We really need that explosive rigged vault buried in the backyard.
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>>3407861
>inb4 Hanami is the real wolf
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>>3407845
We could put it in the mail in such a way that it fails and gets sent back to sender. That puts it down a rabbit hole for a few days or whatever to buy us time.

Also +1 to this post.
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>>3407866
While I don’t blame you for not wanting to enter that hellscape, if you’re planning on running this for a while, you’ll need a way to communicate with us if life decides to be a bastard to you and you’re running late or canceling a game. Twitter’s just the easiest way to do it.
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>>3407845
>>3407847
>>3407855
>>3407861
>>3407902
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3407905
>>3407866
i dont like twitter, but ive seen other QMs that amke one with thier Quest/QM name and literally only use it to say when the quest is live and going live. its better than nothing.

and better than the /qst/ general too, that place is worthless.
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>>3407902
While that would certainly render it unusable, we wouldn't be able to return it to her as we please in case our honey tongue melts her facade quicker than we expected, and there's also the possibility of someone who isn't us receiving the package and wondering what to do with the hood. Or worse, Red herself opens the package and finds it before we're ready for her to.
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>>3407929
True, maybe ask our Dad to take it to work for us. Say it's a stupid high school prank we're pulling on one of the guys and we'll ask him to return it to us eventually when the joke's done.
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>>3407915

Retrieving the last of my energy, I exit Hanami's room. "I'm going to finish a little errand, Sis. Don't worry, I'll be back."

"Come soon!" my sister replied, touching her keratin curls. She's enamored with its texture, fingers rubbing its vertices and the points at their end. "I'll be waiting."

In my bedroom, I reobtain Kitasawa's red cloak; the difficulty in reaching my closet's top shelf vanished, capable of perceiving what's left in the solitary cubicle.

Despite where my servant is, and the probability of her escaping and regaining her Grimm being nil, I secure it to somewhere safer. I can not be too protective. Chances will be brought to an absolute zero; past zero!

> Hide Kitasawa's cloak under your stack of porn magazines.
> Bring Kitasawa's cloak to Hanami's room and hide it there.
> (another option)
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>>3407954
>Put it in a bag or a box and hide behind the boilder in the basement. Who is ever going to look there?
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>>3407954
>> Bring Kitasawa's cloak to Hanami's room and hide it there.
Find the lewdest, creepiest, most BDSMest game Hanami has, empty out its contents (carefully), then stuff the cloak in there and put it back on the shelf with the rest of her games.
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>>3407954
Hide it under the floor board
If we don't have those, under a heavy carpet
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>>3407954
>> Bring Kitasawa's cloak to Hanami's room and hide it there.
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>>3408002
+1
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>>3407954
> Bring Kitasawa's cloak to Hanami's room and hide it there.
I'm willing to wager that Kitasawa will end up checking our stack of porn mags at some point for some reason or another. Hiding it somewhere deep in the mess that is Hanami's room is a better alternative.
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>>3407969
>>3408002
>>3408031
>>3408036
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3408081
Deleted my discord account months ago.
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>>3408081
You might want to delete that before the mods come on
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>>3408124
> Get into Hanami's bed and pull the sheet over her and yourself.
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>>3408053


Dragging the cloak along with me, it's transported to Hanami's land of wreckage and perversion. It isn't too messy here, but messy nevertheless. Skirts and shorts are lazily folded in a dresser, game cases stacked by a small bookcase; if only I came to her chamber more often to tidy it up

"You're done?" asked Hanami, rising from her pillows.

"Almost." I approach her closet's doors. Opening them, I uncover a plethora of erotic media of every type. Of every kind.

My sister's horror is diminished. Not as bad as earlier, but unrest is present within this shaded room. "R-Rou! You can't just search through my stuff like that! I'm still getting used to your acknowledgment..."

"This is a good opportunity. Sis! What is the most hardcore piece that you own? Anything!" I ordered.

Hanami's taken aback. However, she obliges, forcing herself to tell me the smuttiest treasure that lies in her library. "It's called 'Magenta Dream,' " and saying no more.

Sorting through each box, book, or disk, I finally get what I'm looking for. A story about corrupting magical girls alongside other heroines; I would describe what else it has in its introductory paragraph, but I couldn't be bothered to. It's to spare Hanami from further embarrassment. What'll she feel if her brother's reading her prized, yet secret, article of erotica so attentively? I don't want that to happen to me.

Folding Kitasawa's cloak, I compact it into the smallest size I can manage, placing inside the case. The job finished, I clap my hands of dust.

> Get into Hanami's bed and pull the sheet over her and yourself.
> Ask for a pillow and sleep on the ground.
> Rummage through more of her eroge.
> (another option)
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>>3408134
>> Get into Hanami's bed and pull the sheet over her and yourself.
i mean, not like we haven't cuddled with her before to sleep.
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>>3408134
> Get into Hanami's bed and pull the sheet over her and yourself.
> Explain the cloak and the girl that tried to kill you and how it's the same one you mentioned all those days ago stalking you.

I feel she deserves an explanation as to why we just suddenly went through her erotica lmao.

For more details on the girl being our servant and the other two models we'll just leave those details for another day.
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>>3408134
>> Get into Hanami's bed and pull the sheet over her and yourself.
Counting sheep to sleep eh
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>>3408134
> Get into Hanami's bed and pull the sheet over her and yourself.
The only fairytales with sheep I know is black sheep and Mary had a little lamb also does hanami have any fleece on her if not that is the first thing we need to do
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>>3408134
> Get into Hanami's bed and pull the sheet over her and yourself.
> "Sorry about that, but I have a good reason for hiding that cloak there. Our little secret, 'kay?"
We already know she's pretty physical with her affection, and given that her brother found her porn stash and she also suddenly grew sheep horns, she could probably use a little cuddling.

Specifically DON'T >>3408148 because she has enough on her plate and doesn't need to fear for her little brother's life on top of everything else.
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>>3408154
First thing we should do in the morning is take a picture of hanami so we can show it Mary
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>>3408164
That's fine then as long as she knows there's a reason we rummaged through it. She may be a bit overburdened with all this new info as it is.
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>>3408166
It's probably better for us if Hanami doesn't show up on the NRO's radar, or anyone else's for that matter (except maybe Red since she's operating independently). If we're one of the three keys to fairyland, the last thing we need is some assholes kidnapping our wonderful, harmless sister and using her as leverage against us. If the NRO does happen to find out one way or another, it shouldn't be a problem as long as Hanami remains "apprehended" in our house.
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>>3408174
These are wise words we need to keep her protected.
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>>3408174
>It's probably better for us if Hanami doesn't show up on the NRO's radar
That'll just lead to problems when her powers start kicking in. She can't hide those horns from mom and dad forever, particularly if her hair starts growing at an accelerated rate, or if she ends up smashing things with her head. Besides, Goldie doesn't seem smart enough not to keep a secret from Mary...
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>>3408195
Nobody said we'd tell Goldy, either. Goldy is already horrible at keeping secrets. We'll wait for her powers to become manifest, and if they're an issue that we can't handle, we'll contact the NRO. Mom and Dad can probably be handled with persuasion if they're willing to overlook our growth spurt and predatory features.
If Red's hood can create Grimm-power suppressing objects like the collar, she might be able to whip something up once we've gotten her to crack.
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>>3408174
Guess we don't want Mary to have a little lamb. can we still take pictures for research/ enjoyment.
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>>3408206
Sorry, I should clarify. I know we're not going to tell Goldie. I just know Goldie's going to figure out Hanami's secret through some klutzy shenanigans that most ecchi anime are required to have.

That's not bothering with Mary finding out with her mirror powers, government surveillance, or just her being our equal in finding sexy stuff...
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>>3408132
>>3408147
>>3408148
>>3408151
>>3408154
>>3408164
>Writing... ... ...
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If anyone is still puzzled as to why we coughed up rocks and river sludge the first time we huffed and puffed, I suspect the origin is https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Wolf_and_the_Seven_Young_Goats
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>>3408271
damn Anon, thats a good find. also damn good on Mother Goose using lesser known tales, im impressed.
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>>3408271
I concur with >>3408281
Good find on your part and good on Mother Goose for doing some homework.
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>>3408281
>>3408289

I took a plane ride recently and the only book on my phone was a copy of Grimm's. Happy coincidence.
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>>3408294
No, it was fate. Or meme magic. They're basically the same.
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>>3408251

"Will you mind if I sleep in your room tonight? You did say that you were lonely all this time."

Hanami rubs her eyes in a cartoonish gesticulation -- in awe about why I hid clothing within her porn stash. Ultimately, upon soothing herself, she says: "If you're okay with sleeping in a cramped space. Could you turn off the last light?" hinting at the small lamp that stands by her computer.

Sauntering over to the bed after the last light is off, I get in. Its sheets are put over both of us, enshrouding with intimacy as we feel each other's breaths. "Sorry about that. I have a good reason for doing so. A secret 'kay?~" resolving the littler of her suspicions.

"Nn," she sounded.

Out of curiosity, I swim a finger throughout Hanami's horns, going up and down its smooth, shallow ridges. Soon, my wrists tired, the stress in the joint convincing me to repossess my hand.

Toying with her hair doesn't require as much strenuous flexing; it floods over Hanami, from everywhere behind her posterior to over her waist, brushing against my skin. There, as I was unknowing of its evolution, I sense its velvety property. Previously, it was like any other, merely set apart by its length. She has achieved a figurative fleece during her Grimm's growth, retaining its fierce reach that pokes her toes and bearing a softness that's finer than natural wool.

"Rou," Hanami said. "What type of woman do you like?" The sentence was slow to register; once fully communicated, I hold my tongue. "I won't judge. After all, well, you know..."

> "I don't have a specific type. They all have their own niche, I should say."
> "Busty, far starters."
> "A good rear and thighs."
> "Average, I guess. Prefer a partner to be balanced."
> "Someone who'll be a good wife? A loving one."
> (another option)
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>>3408389
> "Someone who'll be a good wife? A loving one."
This is where we reveal ourselves as a man of culture.
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>>3408389
>"Sister, im sorry to say, but asking a man like me to pick favorites is an unfair question. just trust me on that one, ok? i see all through an artists lens, lets just leave it at that~"
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>>3408389
> "Busty, far starters."
> "A good rear and thighs."
> "But most of all, someone who'll be a good wife. A loving one."
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>>3408389
> "Someone who'll be a good wife? A loving one."
Sure, we have an appreciation for bodies of all shapes and sizes, but when it comes to a life partner there's only one answer for cultured men of integrity like us.
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>>3408389
> "Busty, far starters."
> "A good rear and thighs."
> "Don't mind if she's a little plump..."
> "But most of all, someone who'll be a good wife. A loving one."

I'm still holding out for those three little pig-girls.
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>>3408389
> "Busty, far starters."
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>>3408410
Me too, brother.
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>>3408407
+1
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>>3408389
>>3408410
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>>3408400
>>3408403
>>3408407
>>3408410
>>3408415
>>3408431
>>3408443
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3408460

"Busty, for starters, and a good rear that's accompanied by thighs that are just as well. I don't mind if she's a little plump. But most of all, someone who'll be a good wife. A loving one."

As much as I obsess over the female body and how I can make it sell, I style myself differently when it's actually towards love. I have integrity. I am cultured. Most of all, I am an artist who holds feminine allure to the highest esteem. But if who I'm seeking is a wife, then there has to be that sense of wholesomeness. A click that triggers inside the void within my brain whenever I'll see her. Maybe it'll happen to whoever I'm already acquainted with the moment we get to know each other more. Maybe it'll be love at first sight. Above all of it though, is that special rule, forever holy from the lustful wolf that ravages. Heh, now that's a speech I should write down. It'd make Kita malfunction~

>>>

A chilly wind punches my face upon passing a telephone pole; within the usual environment that blocks the way to school. You'll always smell the salty scent of fish from far away and the sweet sap of fruits when strolling through the market.

This morning was a doozy. I forgot Hanami's habitual nature to suffocate me. It didn't matter if I can hold my breath longer than any man; she kept my face tight into her tits until I was forced to pass out... Luckily, it wasn't life-threatening. I made it out of that deathbed somehow, and I can thank whatever pantheon of gods, or God, for the mercy that has been bestowed.

"Vanilla?" A strong scent jams itself into my nostrils. I glance from side to side without adjusting my neck, looking for the source of this vanilla fragrance. I deduced that it's probably the smell of Grimm-users, but I'll need to test that theory.

A shop's display doing me justice, its reflection shows me Kita Yumi, tracking me within the crowd. After sequential reflection from successive shops, I see that she has a camera in her grasp.

> Walk into the alley and ambush Kita.
> Just walk to school.
> Confront her outright.
> (another option)
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>>3408509
>> Walk into the alley and ambush Kita.
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>>3408509
> Walk into the alley and ambush Kita.
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>>3408509
Try to lose her.
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>>3408509
> Confront her outright.
She wouldn't expect this tactic.
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>>3408509
> Just walk to school.
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>>3408509
> Walk into the alley and ambush Kita.
She accuses us of stalking members of the opposite sex with a camera, and this is how she behaves? Tsk tsk.
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>>3408509
>Walk into the alley and ambush Kita.
>”I thought I was suppose to be the predator around here.”
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>>3408515
>>3408521
>>3408545
>>3408791
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3409362

With Kita on my tail, I take a detour. This is a rare occasion that has no business in this plane of existence; a prominent member of the track team and disciplinary committee is stalking me, a weird switch in roles that's above all oddities. Couldn't she be a little calmer too? I thought that her time during the archery club would chisel a serene countenance. I've heard rumors of her skill, but this is just a disgrace.

Turning to the right, I hide behind a crooked trash bin. The tomboy Yumi is but a lemming, walking herself into a trap as she holds her camera up tightly. "Where did he...?" attempting to figure out my location.

Being obscured by the trash bin is confining, my hairs barely peeking over it. The moment couldn't be any less convenient, as I jump out, blocking her only exit.

"M-Morioka?!" she peeped, backing up. She mutters, nescient of my improved hearing; "He's... different!"

"And I thought that I was supposed to be the predator around here," I remarked.

Kita goes in a stance, a foot behind the other as she's ready to run. "That isn't any different, Morioka. I'll show your true colors." A finger presses down on her camera's button; she took a photo of me obstructing her path.

> Approach Kita and drive her into the wall.
> Snap a picture of her.
> Dash and hold her down to the ground.
> (another option)
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>>3409424
> Pose for her pictures, give her some eye candy.
> “So, do you want me to take off my shirt for your pictures? I mean, fair’s fair.”
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>>3409435
> Approach Kita and drive her into the wall.
> Snatch her camera and delete the photo
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>>3409435
> Lightly huff n' puff the camera out of her hands and behind her. Hope it breaks.
> "Careful there, butterfingers."
> Take a picture of her ass when she bends over to pick it up.
> "You took one of me, right? Fair trade."
> If she tries to run over and forcibly delete the new picture, use that opportunity to snatch her camera.
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>>3409448
That.
Let's not show her we have a grim, that'd be fucking retarded.
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>>3409448
This.

>>3409446
Id support this if not for the fact everyone will believe her over us, regardless of pose.
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>>3409435
>There are many stories in the world. But none is as disgusting as the wolf's story. Wolves are born with sin. They have no names. People call them "Big Bad Wolf". All wolves grow into a giant, ferocious, and hairy monster. Wolves should not eat other animals even if they are starving. Wolves should not cross the line when doing bad things. Wolves should be punished. Wolves should be examples. Wolves should not make friends……
A quote I've been waiting to drop
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>>3409456
Does she even know what a Grimm is? She probably doesn't have a damn clue, unless that vanilla smell is her and we somehow haven't noticed it getting stronger as she approached.
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>>3409456
>>3409464
Not to mention that everyone relevant in the Grimm world already seems to know that we have a Grimm. Even Red, despite being independent, knew what we were before we did.
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>>3409463
Nice quote probably shouldn't use it though
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Showing we have supernatural powers probably isn't a good idea as well she'll hunt us even more probably with a crossbow
>>3409435
Persuade her "you want justice, that I get. But how is stalking one of your own classmates justice? Am I not allowed to have friends at school? Am I not allowed and outside life? Your going too far."
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>>3409448
>>3409456
>>3409461
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3409520

Making use of my stature, I drive Kita into the end of the alley. The cold brick of a dead end wall collides with her. A second obstacle to which she can't flee from the first.

Snatching her camera, I tinker with its controls; the photo is deleted from its memory, any evidence that can be held against me extinct. At least, from the faction that drives itself on severe moderation: the enemy has lost its silver ammunition against the beast.

> Intimidate Kita.
> Toy with Kita.
> Leave. Unless Kita is still obstinate.
> (another option)
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>>3409535
>Give her a single pat on the head and send her on her way.
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>>3409535
Supporting this absolutely based guy >>3409541
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>>3409541
Best plan. Supporting.
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>>3409535
>>3409535
>"You should stop stalking people. No matter how twisted an idea of Justice you have, I'm sure you're sane enough to realize that following your classmate out of school and stalking them in their daily life is a very, very wrong thing to do. We might have had our problems before but I used to respect your integrity at least. I'm very disappointed with you Kita."
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>>3409541
Support, keep the camera.
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>>3409541
>>3409548
>>3409554
>>3409571
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3409584

I pocket her own camera, pairing it with mine inside my bag. With the problem solved, I give Kita a single head pat and send her on her way, stepping aside for her to pass. But she doesn't, she stays in that one spot where the alley's dead end stares her down. Furious.

A swift kick hits my shin. The pain from it wasn't felt, however, she sure did. Jumping up and down to care for her toes, Kita berates me with the same displeased tone from middle school. "You think you can do that?! Think that you can bully me after taking photos of my sister?! You're evil! And you've shown it to me!"

> "Sister?"
> "You're not any better yourself."
> Laugh
> (another option)
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>>3409599
> Laugh
> Smirk. "You're just jealous all the boys like her more than they do you, but if you want change that. . . You know where to find me."
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>>3409599
> "Sister?"
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>>3409599
> "Sister?"
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>>3409599
> "Sister?"
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>>3409616
>>3409623
>>3409625
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3409641

"Sister?" Who she mentions is absent from my mind; I didn't know she had a sister. That goes for all the girls I peek on though. At this stage, without regret at her utterance, I just want to see where this is going.

"You heard me! During middle school, I caught a guy with her photo. NAKED! Three even! They spilled everything and said it was you, and that you're doing the same to other girls! My suspicions aren't wrong!" recapping an amateur event in my past.

"What's her name?"

"Kita Suzuki! She went to the same middle school as us. A year younger."

> "Sorry?"
> "It's not like she's publicly humiliated. If there has been an impact, I should've known about it by now."
> "Are you sure that those boys were right? Maybe they pinned the blame on me."
> (another option)
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>>3409686
> "Are you sure that those boys were right? Maybe they pinned the blame on me."
> "Do you have one of the photos? If so, could I see it? If it's really mine, I'd like to know for sure "
This must be the work of an enemy Grimm. The Coyote, perhaps?
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>>3409686
>"nope. doesn't sound like my kinda business. and even if it was, the only way anyone would know those pictures exist is if YOU blabbed about them thus making YOU the one who publically humiliated and ruined her reputation."
>Shrug "whoever did take those pictures, it would be in their best interest to keep it quite so no one gets hurt. only people like you would ruin that and make the info and pictures public, thus making someone get hurt."
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>>3409686
> “I suppose you got those pictures from them for proof, right?”
> “Fully nude, you say? I mostly aim for ecchi levels of lewd, rather then full on hentai, although it may have been taken when I was just starting out.”
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>>3409700
IT'S AN ENEMY STAND- I MEAN GRIMM!
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>>3409700
+1 to this
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>>3409700
Checked and supported.
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>>3409700
>>3409733
>>3409761
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3409801

"Are you sure that those boys were right? Maybe they pinned the blame on me. If possible, can you supply a photo of her if you have one? I'd like to know for sure if it's really mine."

Kita bares her teeth. She fans the fire that boils her blood. "So you admit it?"

"Since when did I explicitly said that I did? If those boys were caught, then should've you turned them in to your committee? And, please, show me a picture if you have one."

Briefly, Kita receives a revelation of what she could've done instead of hunting me. "Stop playing your games! Do you think that I walk around with a nude photo of my sister everywhere?!"

"Then you have nothing to prove, Kita."

Relieving my shoulder from the strap of my bag, I start to exit the alleyway. The pattering of Kita's sneakers plays like a quick drumroll, its wearer charging at me.

She grabs onto my back. Her weight doesn't do much to bring me down, putting her in a childish cling. Handling her, I suspend the tomboy in the air -- at a level where we match height.

> "Always been a hothead, Kita. Can't just use force for people to bend down to you."
> "How adorable~"
> "Oi, Koala. What are you trying to do?"
> (another option)
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>>3409871
> (another option)
Just walk to school with her on our back. That way, it just leaves her looking like she was trying to mess with us.
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>>3409871
> "Always been a hothead, Kita. Can't just use force for people to bend down to you."
>>3409879
plus this. now its HER making herself look bad if she clings on.
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>>3409887
Supporting
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>>3409887
Supporting.
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>>3409879
>>3409887
>>3409895
>>3409912
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3409950

"Always been a hothead, Kita. Can't just use force for people to bend down to you."

"I'm not trying to make people bend down to me! I'm trying to do what's right!"

"By fighting? Look here. I know it's cliche, but your sister wouldn't want you doing this, I bet."

"Shut up!"

Regarding her cry, I zip my lips and let her hang on my back. Teenage logic will disable all drive to get off when out in the open. And wouldn't you know, my foresight is correct. Kita's anger at me is overshadowed by anxiety. Citizens eyes look at us with varying thoughts, those that I suppose is us being a couple. She'd unlatch herself from me right away, but instinctual freezing abates the commitment until we reach our high school.

Seconds before I turned the corner, Kita gets off of me and rushes down the block. I didn't see her face then, as it was sinking downwards. The two of us were almost late, the bell proceeding to ring when the gate shuts close.

>>>

"Mister wolf!" The familiar greeting comes my way. It's lunch the campus' occupants are all over the place: at benches, within the classrooms, outside, and anywhere that's allowed. There may be some kids on the roof, but I haven't seen people go up there myself.

Makita finds me at my main distribution center; no customers have come for the time being, which enabled me to eat my own lunch. Immediately, I tell Goldilocks to duck down in the bushes so my special spot isn't disturbed by a nosy asshole.

> "Where Mary?"
> "How's Red?"
> "Are you finally comfortable with yourself, Goldy? Or should I start calling you a pervert?~ She-wolf maybe?"
>(another option)
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>>3410002
> "Are you finally comfortable with yourself, Goldy? Or should I start calling you a pervert?~ She-wolf maybe?"
> "Where Mary?"
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>>3410002
>"Hey Goldy, need something, or just couldn't stay away from me?~"
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>>3410029
This plus
> "How's Red?"
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>>3410002
> "Where Mary?"
> "How's Red?"
Keep the pervert stuff to the club room. No-one needs to know we’re working together on the pictures, and it makes us look like we’re really stepping up our game with our photoshop skills.
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>>3410028
+1
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>>3410002
Jesus christ, how tall are we qm??
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>>3410085
From what I remember we're supposed to be 1.8 meters which I don't know what that is in feet
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>>3410126
Okay that's 5 feet 10
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>>3410133
Those are rookie numbers. You've got to pump those numbers up.
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>>3410028
>>3410029
>>3410045
>>3410047
>>3410072
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3410133
this before or after our GRIMMIFICATION?

i guess that may be tall for japan though.
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>>3410145
>>3410156
1.8 meters as of >>3406674
We've already beaten the average height of Japanese adult men by at least 2 inches. We'll probably get even taller once we get our third power, too.
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>>3410156
IIRC, the average jap girl is like 1m55 so it's essentially two or so heads higher than that tomboy would most likely be
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We can try out now as a basketball or volleyball player.
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>>3410153

"Are you comfortable with yourself, Goldy? Or should I start calling you a pervert?~ A she-wolf maybe?"

"Don't remind me! Mister Wolf, I'm none of those things. You know that! You're ten times worse even!" Baby Bear pops out from nowhere. He's placed onto Makita's lap, becoming drowsy due to the Sun's shower of clear skies.

"I am ten times worse. But you're taking after me. Anyways, do you need something, or just couldn't stay away from your superior?~"

"I'm pretty sure that we're both in the same grade," looking the other way. "And Mary's busy."

"While her name's present, how is she? Red, also."

"Mary was fine this morning. She finally changed out of that nun cosplay and into her normal clothes. Kitasawa on the other hand... She's well."

"Hoho~ Tell me! Can't leave me out on my servant's being."

Makita seems reluctant to tell but relents. "She got drunk last night and fought a little battle with Mary. At this moment, 'your servant' is facing the loser's reward from the victor."

> Go to the clubhouse to see Kitasawa.
> Tell Makita about your moment with Kita.
> Tell Makita about Hanami's condition.
> (another option)
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>>3410158
Probably 6 feet or above
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>>3410224
> Tell Makita about your moment with Kita.
"She might be trouble for us so be wary. If she comes around the club hide everything also don't reveal your powers to her i don't want her coming at me with a axe."
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>>3410227
Supporting.
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>>3410224
>"and what is this 'losers reward'?"
> Tell Makita about your moment with Kita.
>"be weary of her, no matter your opinion on my Business, her snooping may have her stumble upon things we both can agree she doesn't need to know, and im not talking about your true nature~"
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>>3410240
+1
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>>3410242
Meant to support >>3410240
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>>3410240
>>3410242
>>3410243
>>3410244
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3410276

"And what is this 'loser's reward?' " piqued. If it's anything good, then I'll have to capture it!

Swaying herself from side to side, Makita shuts her eyes to attend the conference in her head. Once her mind has come to a consensus, she then speaks. "She has to wear lingerie for the rest of the week. All up to Sunday."

"Haha! That's something I can get behind. But how will she go outside?" The lack of detail primes my fireworks. What will Kitasawa do without me there to look out for there?~ Auntie Mary's just as good, but she doesn't adhere to my warnings; plays rough with no mercy.

"I-I don't know! It has only been the first day. But if Mary could live in that clubhouse, then I don't see how Kitasawa could not. Can we move on with this? It'll be better if you go there at the end of the day..."

"You're right, you're right. I have info I need to tell, so let's transition to that: it's about Kita Yumi. The girl from yesterday."

"The one from P.E.? I remember her. You two don't seem to get along very well."

"We don't, and I don't know why. It's not much as a full-blown report, however; a warning for you, Goldy. She might be trouble for us, so be wary. If she comes around the club, hide everything. Also, don't reveal your powers to her I don't want her coming at me with an axe."

"What's the reason for that? Kita isn't in any form dangerous for us. I'd like to befriend her even."

"Sadly, you'll have to can that. No matter your opinion, on my business, in particular, her snooping may have her stumble upon things we both can agree she doesn't need to know." My shadow is cast over Makita as I hang above her personage, "And I'm not talking about your true nature~"

Goldilocks grabs her chest, redirecting her view twice throughout our company. I crack my spine upon standing up proper. The break isn't done yet, but I suppose lounging around in the classroom could do.

>Cont. >>>
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Blaze it
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>>3410357

*Pop* *Pop*

Folding and unfolding a bill, I listen to it snap when pulled at a stressful speed. It's fresh currency, the smell of capital pungent. Having enough of the fun, I put it where it belongs: in my wallet, along with its brethren.

Mary hasn't disbanded today's session. A sign of fortune if there ever is one. The crew's at the clubroom by now, as I've been outside of the circle until my line has thinned. The 'Nun's Release' sold well! Confirmed to be a success, I look forward to what Mary can offer. That does not mean that Makita wasn't as popular; her stock emptied as fast as the holy sister.

Entering inside our hideout, come across Kitasawa. She's laying on the ground, sleeping; as Goldy has said, she's coated in a night garment, decorated with a flowery image and see through at certain areas. Not her bosom, for the design only alludes to it for maximum effectiveness.

"Like it, kid?" Mary said, approaching me. Makita's distracting herself with Baby Bear, staying clear from Kitasawa's display.

> "You could've done more with Red, Mary. But not bad."
> "Makes for good material." *take a picture of Kitasawa*
> "It's fantastic. But it'd be better with Goldy here."
> (another option)
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>3410362
> "Makes for good material." *take a picture of Kitasawa
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>>3410362
>> "It's fantastic. *take a picture of Kitasawa* But it'd be better with Goldy here."
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>>3410362
> "Makes for good material." *take a picture of Kitasawa*
> “Have you been rewarding her for good behavior? That might make it easier for us to get her to model.”
> "It's fantastic. But it'd be better with Goldy here."
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>>3410362
>Take a pic
>Call it the sleeping maiden edition
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>>3410382
Supporting. We ought to tame her as soon as possible.
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>>3410382
support
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>>3410382
That's good stuff changing to support this.
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>>3410382
>>3410392
>>3410396
>>3410435
>>3410377
>Writing... ... ...
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when red wakes up lets ask her what she knows about the nro as well as other grimm organizations out there. we'll also ask goldy about her history with them. I want to know if we can trust the nro or not with hanami and ourselves.
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>>3410459

"Makes for good material," I said. Pulling out my camera, I take a picture of the knocked-out Kitasawa. The lingerie fits her to a T. Thereafter, I leave my stuff on a table, reengaging Mary. "Have you been rewarding her for good behavior? That might make it easier for us to get her to model."

"Isn't how she is a reward enough? I would have used the rope you had left here, but I don't know a damn thing about tying someone good. You'll have to teach me sometime, kid." She walks over to the minifridge, to get a can of beer. Mary downs all of it within a few seconds, discarding it when empty. Going back by Kitasawa, she poked her cheek. "This is a nice piece of work, though. There are more in the boxes." All the cosplay items have been stored into the packages that they came with, formed into an accessible group at the southward-end of the room.

"It's fantastic. But it'd be better with Goldy here."

"In what way?~" Makita perks up upon Mary's cooperation.

> "Two blonde beauties in underwear will make a great shoot for today."
> "A portfolio of a closet pervert and a submissive delinquent will be a great hit."
> "Ah, I'll tell you later. What about that call you promised? About training."
> (another option)
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>>3410504
> "Two blonde beauties in underwear will make a great shoot for today."
>What about that call you promised? About training."
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>>3410504
> "Two blonde beauties in underwear will make a great shoot for today."
> “Particularly if we shoot it like they’re lovers. The market for girl-on-girl and lesbianism has been growing.”
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>>3410504
> "Two blonde beauties in underwear will make a great shoot for today."
We'd be a failure as a man and as an artist if we were to miss this opportunity. Training and the behavioral correction program can wait a little bit.
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>>3410515
Support
> "I'm thinking about modeling myself, although I don't know how many girls are willing to buy"
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>>3410515
support.
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>>3410520
+1
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>>3410515
>>3410520
>>3410523
>>3410525
>>3410534
>>3410555
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3410557

"Two blonde beauties in underwear will make a great shoot for today. Particularly if we shoot it as if they're lovers. The market for girl-on-girl action and lesbianism has been growing," I enlightened. The thing about that sort of genre is that both sexes can enjoy it! The dynamic of two fictional females that go at it in bed, or other in settings, is a flexible platform that can attract a huge array of potential recipients. Questioning Makita's soul and giving her a perceivable still-drunk Kitasawa that can be taken advantage of can craft an impressive album. Perhaps; that is only if Makita breaks her shell. "What about that call you promised? About training. Did the N.R.O give the go?" preceding.

Mary suspires gloomily. "Sad to say, no. They don't like the idea of giving a person such as you the opportunity. It's how it is. Protection, security, and all that jazz."

> "Bad-luck has struck. I can find another way.... Could you train me? The N.R.O. won't mind it if they don't know about it."
> "Thought so... Why don't we get Makita a lingerie of her own and start the show?"
> (another option)
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>>3410598
"Thought so... Why don't we get Makita a lingerie of her own and start the show?"

Strike while the iron is hot.
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>>3410598
>> "Thought so... Why don't we get Makita a lingerie of her own and start the show?"
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>>3410598
> "Bad-luck has struck. I can find another way.... Could you train me? The N.R.O. won't mind it if they don't know about it."
> "Thought so... Why don't we get Makita a lingerie of her own and start the show?"
If this fails too, we can always ask Red for training once we've gotten her to crack.
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>>3410598
> "Bad-luck has struck. I can find another way.... Could you train me? The N.R.O. won't mind it if they don't know about it."
> "Why don't we get Makita a lingerie of her own and start the show?"

With this we can test how much Mary is in our corner. If she refuses we can just find an independent trainer.

Also I love this quest QM, thank you for running it so consistently you deserve praise
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>>3410598
> "Thought so... Why don't we get Makita a lingerie of her own and start the show?"
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>>3410605
>>3410611
>>3410616
>>3410621
>>3410626
>Writing... ... ...

>>3410616
Crack her how?~
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>>3410635
Give her a massage, talk about how tense her back feels and how she just needs to let go sometimes~
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>>3410635
I've been planning. She will be ours.
>>3405748
>>3407649
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>>3410635

"Bad luck has struck. I can find another way...." I concluded that the solution is right before me. "Could you train me? The N.R.O. won't mind if they don't know about it." I give the best smile to win Mary. Our height is approximately the same sum; although, the agent is a forefinger higher.

"I could get fired if I do that, kid. And I just got a raise, I must remind. The best I can do, currently, is have it settle in my head for a bit." Going around me, nearer to Makita, she then tickles my chin. "I'll give my decision on the weekend, but that's all."

I assent to Mary's offer, concentration moving on to more important matters. "Why don't we get Makita a lingerie of her own?" igniting my partner in crime's fox-like evil.

"H-Hey," Goldilocks said; her intention to wave good-will has been killed by me and Mary's foreboding masks. Predicted to be a reoccurrence from here on out.

Mary presents the closet pervert with a selected amount of linen underwear, suggesting her favorites that equate well with our prey. I've already told Baby Bear to set up the stage, supplies clanging in the background.

"How's this, Makita? It'll surely highlight your hips~ Or maybe you'll want one that makes your breasts appear bigger?~"

"Mary, I-I'm alright. Can't you be the one to model with Kitasawa instead?" softly refusing but ultimately open.

> Whisper into her ear and persuade.
> Tell Mary to offer her a can of beer. Being drunk will loosen her up.
> Have Mary instead.
> (another option)
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>>3410682
>> Whisper into her ear and persuade.
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>>3410682
> Whisper into her ear and persuade.
If it wouldn't already, be sure to throw in a very direct compliment, like "I just know you'll look great."
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>>3410665
so you want to have red meet our sister and that will do something? speaking of I can't wait to do something with hanami again.
>>3410682
> Whisper into her ear and persuade.
"release your inner pervert. you know you can't hide her forever. just let her out she's been waiting." or something better I'm not good at writing this type of stuff also I will always standby my head canon of Makita is a shotacon.
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>>3410682
> “Good idea! Mary, put something on and help Makita pick something, we’re gonna do a trio!”
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>>3410693
+1 compliments are good and nice.

>>3410703
Hanami is so loving and huggable she'd win Red over in no time at all.
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>>3410703
also I want to see the changes on hanami more, monster girl transformation is my fetish. powers must be nice too.
>>3410715
true
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>>3410689
>>3410693
>>3410703
>>3410715
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3410703
The idea is to put her in an environment where we can be in fairly constant contact with her and use every tool at our disposal - Hanami, persuasion, you name it - to break her down and win her over.
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>>3410741

Makita hasn't accepted herself, after all, it seems. I, as her photographer, and her artist, must correct that. She'll taste the honey. Honey that makes my mouth its home. By that, Goldilocks will see the light that is the art she can create. This modest girl image is but the face of the Antarctic; below the all that white is a murky ambiance that festers. What festers inside her is to be set free for the betterment of herself. My model.

KItasawa has been a practice round. Going ahead of Mary, I use my hand as a screen to bounce my reverberances into her mind. "Makita, release yourself from this heavy, useless shackle of purity. You know that you can't hide her forever. You know that you can't hide the real you. Just let her out; she has been waiting. Alongside your true self, you'll experience the joys of man unleashed. This is for your own good. Burying her tomb deeper into the pit of your burdensome ideal of a golden girl will only drag you into the same endless hole of unsatisfaction. You're a dreamer. You're a tall tale. You're Goldilocks, a monolith in a fantasy that will be more than real in this world~"

Retracting myself from Makita, I watch the magic happen. Mary's confused, all around happy that I've sedated Goldy's idiotic nerves. "I-I guess a can bear with it...." she replied.

"Great!" Mary exclaimed. "Take your pick! Or do you want Morioka to choose for you?"

"... I'd prefer Mister Wolf to choose."

"Hehe~ I don't mind at all!" I sang, fixing my uniform's collar.

> What do you want Makita to wear?
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>>3410811
Whatever everyone else chooses, there's gotta be frills and lace.
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>>3410811
Go for something fitting her gothic lolita theme, but of course, lewder.
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>>3410843
>>3410863
Super frilly and lacey victorian/gothic scandalous dress wear. Have her look like the mistress to Red's servile lingerie wear.
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>>3410811
A babydoll that exposes her belly. Frilly and lacy as can be. Preferably black, to match her preference and Kitasawa's outfit.
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>>3410843
>>3410863
>>3410885
>>3410895
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3410811
An angelic theme white with wings reflecting that why not have kitasawa wear something devil themed
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>>3410899

I supply Makita with what I desire. Clothes given, she sends herself downstairs to Mama and Papa Bear. Guards that will maul any peeker while she changes into the nightly robe. Four minutes later, our Goldilocks returns; her shell has cracked, and from it, a cub that has started to follow my trail. Makita's nervousness isn't all absent, but it has declined astronomically as she flaunts her butt whenever she walks. "Are you hitting on me?" I asked.

"N-No. I just want to know how I look... my photographer," twisting a bare leg playfully.

The lingerie's palette is of black, white, and navy blue. I've set myself on grooming her a certain way: gothic lolita, and what she's wearing hails from the fashion by stitch and thread. It's frilly at the ends, alternating between its team of colors. The lace depicts more than just flowers; a garden that spans the material that covers Makita. Her belly is exposed whilst containing a hint babydoll inspiration. But that is only the beginning in her metamorphosis. The bra is barely even one; just a wide strap that obscures the sole characteristic of motherhood. So is the cloth that winds at her shapely hips, loosely knotted at the ends.

Kitasawa has woken up, however, still drunk from last night. "Mutt?" she said without hesitation.

> "How many times must I remind you? It's 'master.' As punishment, you'll be your mistress' playtoy."
> "Goldilocks, get ready soon. If you need some props, there are plenty of items at the cardboard storage."
> "Remember, Makita. If you let her completely free, you will achieve heaven~"
> Ask Mary to join them too.
> (another option)
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>>3410982
> "How many times must I remind you? It's 'master.' As punishment, you'll be your mistress' playtoy."
> "If you do a good job with your poses, I'll let you switch to normal pajamas instead of lingerie."
> Ask Mary to join them too.
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>>3410982
> "Remember, Makita. If you let her completely free, you will achieve heaven~"
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>>3410982
> "How many times must I remind you? It's 'master.' As punishment, you'll be your mistress' playtoy."
> "Goldy, if you impress me, I'll let you pick the models, the clothes, and the theme for the next shoot."
Let's see what our protege can do.
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>>3410982
> "Remember, Makita. If you let her completely free, you will achieve heaven~"
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>>3411009
>>3411019
>>3411020
>>3411050
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3411080

"How many times must I remind you? It's 'master.' As punishment, you'll be your mistress' playtoy."

"Huh? Mistress? Playtoy?" Kitasawa has yet to escape her drunken haze. It's preferable if she is; what will happen this afternoon will mark her personality for the next day and the day after that.

I address Makita, psyching her up for the photo shoot. "Goldy, if you impress me, I'll let you pick the models, clothes, and the theme for the next shoot. You get me?"

"Yes, mister wolf. But does that entail limited selections by your jurisdiction, or are you going to let me do what you've stated? If the latter... I have a handful of ideas that wish to show you."

"I'm true to my word. And remember, if you let her completely free, you will achieve heaven~"

"Achieve heaven?..."

Makita steps onto the stage where Mary led Kitasawa. Baby Bear signals that the set is ready to go, checking the last of the screens and photo lights. I get my camera, kneeling down so my capture contains both star models. Or should I say, the star model.

Mary sits on the floor, crossing her legs without the thought of her skirt running up. By her, more cans of beers. "What's the first act, director?" she said.

> Give Makita free reign and let her do as she pleases with Red.
> Lover-like and sexually hungry interactions.
> Basic suggestive stances that are in combination with both models.
> (another option)
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>>3411115
>> Basic suggestive stances that are in combination with both models.
Start off easy, Kitasawa's dealing with a hangover for the first time in her life.
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>>3411115
Start off with
> Lover-like and sexually hungry interactions.
Then, once they've both been wound up,
> Give Makita free reign and let her do as she pleases with Red.
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>>3411115
Decisions decisions
> Give Makita free reign and let her do as she pleases with Red.
I want to see what she thinks
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>>3411128
Not sure about that. Really all we know is she really felt the need to fight us. Also she's a hotheaded person.
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>>3411148
Alright, so just cut it down to
>Start off easy, Kitasawa's dealing with a hangover.

>Also she's a hotheaded person.
Doesn't mean she can just ignore a throbbing headache caused by dehydration.
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>>3411154
Oh I was just stating what we know about her and not actually going against the hangover part just the first part
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>>3411134
support.
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Should we raise the price for this limited edition photoshoot? We could call them the wolves den album.
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>>3411884
I'm thinking that "Golden Locks, Opened" would make a far better title. Considering the inevitable massive demand, we'd be insane not to crank up the price for this.

Of course, we'll also be keeping at least one copy of every photo we take here. This is a pivotal moment in Goldy's development, so these pictures will become precious memories and they should be preserved as such.
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>>3412345
A good name for a Makita collection but probably not for this. How about bustmate blondes.
>>3411884
Wolf's den sounds like a good name for a studio that or Wolfgang/wolfsbane
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>>3412544
Wolfgang only works if Goldy and Mary(at Least) fully commit to being partners, though that might work out. Wolfsbane sounds like something made to fight us. Wolfs Den works best as a studio name due to being where a Wolf would dwell.
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>>3412544
I'm going for a play on words using the golden hair (the golden locks) of both participants as well as trying to capitalize on the allure of the idea that the contents of the album (that is, a pair of bewitching blondes fooling around in provocative lingerie) would normally be hidden away, and the album offers a glimpse at the secret (thus "locks, opened").

Only we, as the wolf who initiated everything, will understand the third meaning of the title: Goldilocks releasing the restraints on her perversion for the first time.

I think it's a great title.
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>>3412581
I like Wolf's Den. Let's go with that!
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>>3411134
>>3411135
>>3411334
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3412609

I instruct Goldilocks from the side, by which Kitasawa follows her. My poison, consumed by a cub that rejects a huge part of herself, does its work, guiding the actions of the unlocked golden locks. Act one: lover-like. The two girls intertwine themselves into romantic spectacles. Kissing even, as Makita closes on Red with a hungry tongue. As time progressed, I pave the feminine lovers' path into the woods of lust, urging the star model to become more greedy with her playtoy. Given permission, Makita goes a step higher, breaking her second seal. Underwear is taken off of her victim, teasing Red and enacting a performance that destroys all manner of resistance.

"Goldy," I said. Act two has reached its end, and now it's time for act three. "You have free reign over Kitasawa. Go as crazy as you like~" undoing her final seal.

"Gladly," the gothic queen replied, spacing herself a bit from her toy. "Now, what should I do with this dog?~"

>>>

Little Red Riding Hood's left on the stage. The final act has burned off her drunkenness, and her mistress has made her into a violated mess.

As for said mistress, she's by Mary. "I-I did that? I did that?!" she chanted, the agent and her teddy consoling her.

> Go check on Kitasawa. "Learned your lesson?"
> Go to Makita. "Goldy, you were having a great time! Being ashamed is nothing anymore."
> (another option)
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>>3412673
> Go to Makita. "Goldy, you were having a great time! Being ashamed is nothing anymore."
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>>3412544
Why didn't I think of bedmate blondies first
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>>3412673
> Go check on Kitasawa. "Learned your lesson?"
> “Don’t worry, you’ll have a chance to do that to Goldie too~”
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>>3412673
> Go to Makita. "Goldy, you were having a great time! Being ashamed is nothing anymore."
Hot damn, we unleashed the beast.
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>>3412680
>>3412691
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3412724

"Goldy, you were having a great time! Being ashamed is nothing anymore," going towards the starved beast. I swear, her performance showed the potential that she has and what she's capable of. I got every second of her feast; if I failed to, then I'll be not failing myself, but the world.

Mary examines Goldilocks' fine skin, prodding at her skimpy wear while she's at it. "Listen to your producer, Makita! He's right. Your head was in the clouds while you used Kitasawa. The sight was unbelievable. I can't speak for your interests, but you liked it."

"I know that I liked it. It's just that I did it! Look at Kitasawa. She's a mess!"

"A pleasured mess," Mary detailed.

In spite of the assassin's degradation, I can net her satisfied giggles that run from her drooling gape. She's stuck in a frozen moment, neglecting to cover herself.

> Talk with Mary about forging documents. You hope that you can bring her home.
> Talk with Mary about Hanami's transformation.
> (another option)
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>>3412768
> Talk with Mary about forging documents. You hope that you can bring her home.
> Talk with Mary about Hanami's transformation
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>>3412768
> Throw a blanket or sheet over Red, and let her have a small scrap of dignity.
> Talk with Mary about forging documents. You hope that you can bring her home.
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>>3412768
>> Talk with Mary about forging documents. You hope that you can bring her home.
Only reveal Hanami to the NRO if necessary.
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>>3412768
> Talk with Mary about forging documents. You hope that you can bring her home.
> Tell Goldy we'll be keeping or promise next shoot.
Goldy probably just did a lot of work towards getting Kitasawa to break. Good stuff.
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>>3412778
>>3412781
>>3412782
>>3412788
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3412795

"Since you have done an absolutely great job, I'll be keeping our promise. Goldy, get a list ready for yourself, for you'll be conducting tomorrow's shoot."

"Oh, that..." Makita said, changing from plain to tacit anticipation, a heart skipping a beat. "E-Excuse me. I'll be going downstairs to see Mama and Papa," rushing off to her companions. Baby hurries in the same way.

Scavenging for a blanket, I pass by Kitasawa to throw it over her. I'll let her have a small scrap of dignity, but that will be all. Could look at this treatment as a longterm plan of revenge myself; have I gotten over that night, where she kidnapped me? Eh, I don't know.

"Mary, can you forge documents?" I asked.

"What for, kid?"

"I'm hoping that I can bring Red home. She's my servant, and it would be fitting if she's in the same household as I. Disregarding where she lived previously."

"Depends. Can you keep her behaved? Can you control her Grimm? Though," glimpsing at the eaten girl, "you probably can answer those. What kind of documents?"

> Behavioral correction.
> Foreign exchange student.
> (another option)
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>>3412818
> Behavioral correction.
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>>3412818
> Behavioral correction.
There's no escape for Kitasawa now. She's going to be ours and everyone is going to know it.
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>>3412818
>> Behavioral correction.
It begins.
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>>3412831
>>3412835
>>3412837
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3412818
I know what direction we're going but is that even a thing?
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>>3412818
> Behavioral correction.
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>>3412849
Bullshit + "Proof" + Persuasion = Belief
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>>3412870
Now that I think about it didn't joker from persona 5 do something like that.
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>>3412883
People do it all the time. If it didn't work, scams would never be successful.
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>>3412890
No I meant behavioral correction (should've probably put it higher but I didn't want to comment twice) you know like how joker was given to sojiro in the start of the game
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>>3412847

"For 'behavioral correction.' Red has a lot of rebellion in her left. Maybe, as Goldy did most of the work in taming her. But I want to be thorough." Pulling a chair by the stupidly giggling servant, I go over the specifics. "Ideally, I want it to be 'government-sponsored.' My parents would undoubtedly question Red's presence, and having an 'official' document would help me out. I'm also planning a better way to keep her from obtaining her cloak, the source of her Grimm. Got it stored safely, but that might not be effective for long."

"Making all that possible can probably be accomplished in a day or two, but only if the higher-ups allow that. There's also a chance that they'll impose conditions, like monthly check-ups. What you wish for is a complicated task."

"I can be patient. It'll all work out in the end for me and her."

"If that's your decision. Let's hope that Little Red Riding Hood is seen differently in comparison to The Wolf." Mary settles down near Kitasawa's head. "I'll have to relish our moments then. Another fun night will begin soon enough~"

>>>

After reviewing the photos, I head on home to analyse and finalize. How much will these cost? Probably around sixty-seven-hundred to even thirteen-thousand-four-hundred; nothin' set in stone yet.

Hanami comes to me before my hand touches my bedroom's doorknob. Her horns aren't any less larger or any more smaller: the exact size as last night. "Rou!" she said gleefully.

> "Did anything happen throughout the day?"
> "Want to come into my room for a bit?"
> "You look happy to see me."
> (another option)
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>>3412924
>> "Did anything happen throughout the day?"
>> "Want to come into my room for a bit?"
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>>3412924
> "You look happy to see me."
> (another option)
Hug the sister and sink to the comfiness of her bosom but try not to get axyphiated on the way.
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>>3412924
> "Did anything happen throughout the day?"
> "Want to come into my room for a bit?"
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>>3412924
> "How have your horns been? Anything happen that you might attribute to the Grimm?"
We forgot to ask for Red to get transferred to our school. Shit. Well, hopefully the NRO puts that in the document somewhere.
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>>3412959
Well I don't think they're stupid they'll probably do that
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>>3412944
>>3412945
>>3412956
>>3412959
>Writing... ... ...
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What are the odds that we're the one Makita wants to dress up and devour for her shoot tomorrow? She did say she wanted to tame us when we first met, after all.
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>>3412967

"You look happy to see me," tucking myself into her before she makes the first move. I sink into Hanami's bosom, drowning within its comfiness that accepts my head. Having my fill of snuggling into my sister's bountiful sea, I then release myself from her before asphyxiation kicks in.

"Aggressive, huh?" my sister observed, grinning. "I don't mind if you're to hug me like that more often."

Opening my door, I usher her in. "You've always been hugging me like that, Sis. Want to come into my room for a bit? I haven't forgotten last evening, lonely girl~"

Unpacking, I loosen up from the toils of school. Hanami seats herself at my desk, drawing into its wood with her nail.

"Did anything happen throughout the day?" entertaining her. "How have your horns been? Anything that might attribute to your Grimm?"

Hanami lightens up. A switch has been flicked on inside her. "Matter of fact, yes! Rou, come here!" Advancing to my sheepish sister, she grabs my hand. "R-Reach into here." With the utmost care, she pilots my grasp into her breast. Between her cleavage, my hand descends into an incomprehensible void. "As an example, what item do you want? A snack? a drink?"

> "I don't know. Candy?"
> "I don't know. Some strawberry milk?"
> "You choose."
> (another option)
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>>3413091
> "Your panties"
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>>3413091
>"I don't know. Some strawberry milk?"
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>>3413091
> "I don't know. Some strawberry milk?"
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>>3413091
>> "I don't know. Some strawberry milk?"
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>>3413091
> "I don't know. Some strawberry milk?"
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>>3413098
>>3413099
>>3413105
>>3413109
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3413170

"I don't know. Some strawberry milk?" I replied. Hanami nods, pulling my arm from her cleavage. When my appendage has ascended, so did a bottle of the inquired content. It looked normal, tasted normal, and possessed no aftereffects.

"I learned that while you were gone," said Hanami.

"How?"

"Uh... A coin fell into my chest. Found two, then three, and so on," she explained. In my absence, she has experimented with herself; from getting fresh food items, to books, and to clothes. "It looks weird, but that's how it works, Rou. Sometimes, I have to push them together to create the gate," referring to the dimension that provides the desired items.

> Reach into her breasts and pull out something else. Write-In
> "Has Mom or Dad found out about your condition?"
> "Quite convenient indeed. Is that all?"
> (another option)
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>>3413207
> "Quite convenient indeed. Is that all?"
> Reach into her breasts and pull out a new memory card for your camera, you're starting to run low on your current one.
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>>3413207
> Reach into her breasts and pull out something else.
>A red hood.
What an excellent opportunity for a prank.
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>>3413223
Supporting
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>>3413207
> "Has Mom or Dad found out about your condition?"
>>3413223
+1
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>>3413223
+1. Too good to pass up.
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>>3413223
hopefully she needs HER red hood, not just anyone like it.
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>>3413242
She specifically mentioned her hood was indestructible, so that's probably not the case.
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>>3413223
>>3413230
>>3413231
>>3413239
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3413266

"Has Mom and Dad found out about your condition?"

"So far, no. Answering through the door has done me well, and it continues to. Mom and Dad have learned to respect my privacy since I help out with cooking and cleaning. But I worry about the future."

"We can think of something to remedy that. Maybe..." By my own command this time, I reach into Hanami's breasts. She moaned, a single expression, upon the unexpected sensation; however, she lets me acquire what I have in mind.

Drawing out a red cloak, a replica of Kitasawa's own I imagine, I show it Hanami. She puts herself together, confused as to why I claimed this copy.

"Rou, what's this for?"

> Put the cloak over Hanami.
> "I'm going to save this. It'll be a fine prank for a certain friend of mine, Sis."
> (another option)
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>>3413304
> "I'm going to save this. It'll be a fine prank for a certain friend of mine, Sis."
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>>3413304
> "I'm going to save this. It'll be a fine prank for a certain friend of mine, Sis."
Take a pair of sissors or something and test if the cloak really is a fake or not. Just to be sure.
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>>3413304
>"I'm going to save this. It'll be a fine prank for a certain friend of mine, Sis."
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>>3413308
>>3413311
>>3413328
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3413333

"I'm going to save this. It'll be a fine prank for a certain friend of mine, Sis." Taking out a pair of scissors from the desk's drawer, I test if this cloak is really a fake or not. My guesses are correct, as a cut is made every time the scissor's blades clamp down on the crimson robe. The cloth ruined, I throw it away to get a newer version; I could get used to Hanami's ability. It gives me a good reason to grope these melons of hers.

Brining the fake cloak to my school bag, I fold it inside for tomorrow. If Kitasawa still has some fight left, then I'll extinguish it. Pinch the fragile candlelight. Should I fool her into thinking that she can't use her Grimm anymore? Her reputation is built upon her power. A lie like that can bust her will to refuse and relinquish herself to me. The canyon's depth that she tried to jump over -- to keep me for herself -- was underestimated.

"Rou, do you think that no one will notice if I pulled out a hat? I could wear something like that hood you took out from me," proposed Hanami. "I remembered what I was going to ask a few days ago... Could I pick you up from school? Or, now that you're in a club, see what you're doing, then walk together?"

> "I have no reason to go against that. But I'd prefer if you'd wait outside the gate after my club's over."
> "I don't think that's plausible, Sis. It's best if you stay indoors to protect yourself."
> "Sure! I can introduce you to my club-mates. I think you'll get along with a certain girl too."
> (another option)
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>>3413393
> "Sure! I can introduce you to my club-mates. I think you'll get along with a certain girl too."
What could possibly go wrong...?
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>>3413393
> "I have no reason to go against that. But I'd prefer if you'd wait outside the gate after my club's over."
theres no reason this cant work out so long as she hides her horns in public. id like to introduce her to Goldy but im just not sure we can trust her not to blab, even on accident, just yet.
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>>3413393
> "I have no reason to go against that. But I'd prefer if you'd wait outside the gate after my club's over."

Guys! Quick! Think of something that would look cute on Hanami and cover her horns so we can produce it so we can give her a gift before this interaction ends!
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>>3413393
> "Sure! I can introduce you to my club-mates. I think you'll get along with a certain girl too."
As much as keeping her condition a secret from everyone makes sense, she really needs to get some friends outside of the internet, particularly ones that are going through bullshit magic puberty as well.
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>>3413413
Maybe earmuffs?
Could work depending on how sticky outy there are.
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>>3413393
> "I have no reason to go against that. But I'd prefer if you'd wait outside the gate after my club's over."

>>3413413
Either a big fluffy ushanka or a baggy beanie. Depends on the weather.
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>>3413393
>> "Sure! I can introduce you to my club-mates. I think you'll get along with a certain girl too."
path to get hanami as a model
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Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>3413404
>>3413413
>>3413434

>>3413400
>>3413419
>>3413444

>Writing... ... ...
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>>3413457

"I have no reason to go against that. But I'd prefer it if you'd wait outside the gate after my club's over." What should Hanami wear? It has to cover her horns, obviously, but I want it to be cute. I suppose that it's up to her, though.

"So you're alright with it? Fufu~ Thanks!" Getting up from her chair, she pounces at me. We fall onto the floor, the carpet absorbing the shock and preventing a disturbance towards our parents. Hanami, sorry about her carelessness, crawls to my side. I recover, crossing my legs instead of standing up; Hanami shuffles in close, her head leaning on my shoulder. "It's been so long since I've gone outside by myself. Lost my sense of fashion over time. What do you think I should wear?"

"First and foremost, something that can hide your horns," I recommended. Hanami pulls out a couple of hats, putting them over herself to check how they'll look.

"Which one?" she asked, crouched by my room's mirror.

> A large beanie
> A straw hat.
> Earmuffs.
> A hood.
> (another option)
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>>3413489
> A hood
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>>3413493
> (another option)
The only real option
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>>3413493
> A straw hat.

>>3413498
It's spring and it's been getting hotter according to the OP of last thread.
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>>3413493
> A hood.

>>3413498
as much as i am a fan of the ushanka, it only makes sense in the winter time, while as dumb as it is a hood is somewhat accepted year round.
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>>3413493
Earmuffs, hopefully coupled with earphones so that she may listen to weeb music
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>>3413514
plus i mean, hoodies dont have to be boring in design.
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>>3413493
>Hood for spring
>Straw hat for summer
>Ushanka for winter
>Large beanie for fall

Fashion expert by Wulf(tm)
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>>3413493
>> A large beanie
for some reason I like beanies on girls
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>>3413494
>>3413514
>Hood/Hoodie
>Writing... ... ...
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So what are we gonna name our shop? Wulfgang? The wolves den? Wolverine? The howling moon? (this is more like an in name than a photographer's name)Huff and Puff Photography?
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>>3413551

Crossing my bounds, I retrieve a hoodie. "What about this? It seems to suit you," I said, handing it over to Hanami. It isn't too fancy, nor too bland; a grey outfit that's designed to look like a lamb, ears topping the hood.

"It's... I like it! I'll try it on!" My sister gathers the hats that she created, stuffing them back into her bosom. I wished she had told me that doing such motions were possible before I discarded the red cloak. But it has already been done. Trash appears to be not allowed through her gate, however.

"The zipper is a bit tight, but it fits!" Hanami poses, holding a peace sign while a leg's raised. Without being in close proximity, one can not witness her horns under her hood. "Here, a matching one!" she said, producing a duplicate. I had no choice in not wearing it, for it was forced upon me. "Ehehehe~ We're both sheep!~ Let's take a picture, Rou!"

> "I can take pictures of you, but... I'm a tad photo shy."
> "Well... just don't take too many."
> "I don't know. It has been running low on memory."
> (another option)
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>>3413587
I’d go for Huff and Puff, myself.
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>>3413606
> "Well... just don't take too many."
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>>3413606
> “Mind if I get something a bit more fitting?”
See if we can grab a wolf themed onesie for us and a sheep themed onesie for her.
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>>3413620
support
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>>3413606
> "Well... just don't take too many."
How are we supposed to say no when Hanami is so excited?

>>3413587
I think The Wolf's Den is the best name we've come up with for a studio. As for the storefront, Huff and Puff isn't half bad.
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>>3413606
> "Well... just don't take too many."
>>3413620
>>3413622
Nah, too blatant.
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>>3413606
>We've become the wolf in sheep's clothing.
Glorious.

>>3413623
+1 to this.
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>>3413617
>>3413623
>>3413627
>>3413637
>Writing.... ... ...
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>>3413648

"Well... just don't take too many."

"I'll try not to. This reminds me of that time during that carnival place. Do you remember too? There, we got ourselves some masks and hats; you took yours wherever you went until it was lost. Some neighbors said that it was in a sandpit, but it wasn't there. Perhaps, somebody took it before I was able to."

"S-Sis, c'mon. You don't need to tell me about those times."

Hanami laughs. "Ara~ Ara~ Are you possibly embarrassed, Rou?" After confiscating my camera, she continues the reminiscence. "Whatever happened to Captain River? Wasn't his 'final episode' near an actual stream?"

Who she's talking about is my alter ego -- when I was a child. Like other children, I watched too many TV shows that mixed up my worldview. Fuck... It hurts by just thinking of "Captain River." He's mentioned at the most unfitting of times and ruins the atmosphere for me. I did so many stupid things as a kid that I want to be someone else; I'd reincarnate and turn back time so that I would never be so shit-for-brains dumb.

At the same time, through all the mental torment that comes with remembering The Captain, it's precious. I hate getting all sentimental about this stuff, but I don't have anything better to describe it as.

Hanami goes on a shooting spree, using all of my memory that's left within the device. They were normal pictures. A juxtaposition from what I usually dabble with. I reckon that the change of air is good once in a while.

"Rou..." Sis, called. ".... Are these girls?"

> "What do you mean?"
> "They're hot, aren't they? Wait, huh?!"
> Keep silent.
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>>3413714
wait, we WE FUCKED UP.

>freeze.
>try not to panic
>panic a little
>"Uh, well...."
>Grab Camera and use window to escape.
>ok maybe panic alot
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>>3413714
> Gulp.
THE OP IS COMPRIMISED
ABORT MISSION
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>>3413728
> Keep silent
>audibly sweating
Pull hood over face.
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>>3413728
>"Oh Uhh... It's blackmail material I was forced to take unnoticed in order to make it so a secret organization of superhumans wouldn't attempt to capture or kill me because their agents are terrified of me posthumously releasing the pictures with a dead man's switch...? Yeah I don't know how it worked either."
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>>3413728
are they our model shoots if so we can hide that if they're the peeping pics...
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>>3413738
Makita and Kitasawa's from today's. Everything. From a lion cub to a lioness.
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>>3413746
Well, we're right fucked then.
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>>3413738
Good point. It's time for damage control.

>>3413733
Changing from this to
> "Give that back!" Take the camera from Hanami and clutch it defensively.
If nothing else, we can't let her see that we've been peeping. She's really the only person we don't want to see ultra sad or disappointed in us. At least today's shoot was (mostly) consensual...
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>>3413746
Actually, question - are the peeping pics still on the camera or have they been transferred/deleted by now?
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