OOC: Magical Space Pirate Ninja Catgirl Princesses vs. the Tentacle Plants OF DOOM!!!

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Magical Space Pirate Ninja Catgirl Ranger Princess Maids vs. the Very Very Evil Tentacle Plants... OF DOOM!!!

Magical Space Pirate Ninja Catgirl Ranger Princess Rin and her crew of Magical Space Pirate Ninja Catgirl Ranger Princess Maids finally homed in on the home planet of the Very Very Evil Tentacle Plants... OF DOOM!!! There, the Very Evil Queen MILF was reputed to have headquartered. But defeating her would be nearly impossible, or at least really really hard. She, and her legions of Very Very Evil Tentacle Plants... OF DOOM!!! were waiting for them, setting up a trap. Or at least a very long and naughty rape and/or orgy scene.


OOC: Okay, should be pretty obvious where this bit of silliness is going. Gals can play Magical Space Pirate Ninja Catgirl Ranger Princess Maids (give or take a few noun adjectives). Guys get to play Very Very Evil Tentacle Plants... OF DOOM!!! (PM me first and provide a sample paragraph). I expect the Very Evil Queen MILF to be something of an NPC, where anyone can write her cheesy dialog to set up a scene. PM me if you have suggestions for other roles.

Do avoid the usual "pairing off". I'd like this thread to be an extended orgy scene of naughtiness. I'm also assuming the Magical Space Pirate Ninja Catgirl Ranger Princesses are heroic, eventually defeating any Very Very Evil Tentacle Plants... OF DOOM!!! that attack them. That is, plants will die off, guys can play more than one plant, and multiple plants can go after a Magical Space Pirate Ninja Catgirl Ranger Princess.

LOL68 will play Rin, but we can have any number of Magical Space Pirate Ninja Catgirl Ranger Princess Maids and a goodly number of plants.


Scribe.
 
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Meet Fred

OOC: Fred's just your average very very, very, very, very, very, very evil tentacle plant....of DOOM. With just a few issues that a couple of years of analysis will clear up

His name was T'K'La'T'Hp'Vt'Tr'K, of the Cl'D'F'H'J'K clan of the Race of the L'H'J'Kl'Fr'K, otherwise known as the Very, Very, Very, Very, Very, Very Evil Tentacle Plants...Of Doom.

Everyone just called him Fred.

The Tentacle Plants were protecting a Queen MILF something or other. They were always protecting some evil Queen or another. Which meant some kind of magical spacefaring superheroines or other would be coming to the planet soon to kick the Evil Queen's butt.

Which meant that it would be time for some leaf loving pretty damn soon!

Fred's friend Chuck was already doing some tentacle stretch. "Chuck man is going to get a little three hole lovin' tonight."

Fred made a disgusted face (or the evil tentacle plant equivalent). "That's just disgusting, Chuck. Physical romance should be slow and proper and..."

Chuck "stared" at Fred. "Fred, you start that 'can't we just cuddle shit' again, and I swear I'm going to uproot you right here and now. Anyway, they want it. And we want it. We are the very very very very very very evil tentacle plants...of Doom!"

Fred just shook his head. "Maybe we're just misunderstood."

Chuck "growled." "Fred, you embarrass me in front of the rest of the very very very very very very evil tentacle plants...of Doom again, and I don't care if you are my older sister's youngest sprout, I'm tossing you on the compost heap. Now come on. It's time to show these space magical bimbos that photosynthesis aint' the only process we're interested in!"
 
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okey dokie, ill begin...
Since Scribe already knows me profile...lol

Rin was in her spaceship. She had just gotten out of the sleeping pod and went into the kitchen. She opened the fridge and got a water capsule out. She put it in her mouth and let it melt. It was like spring water. She went to the bathroom, then went to the pilot deck. The ship was on auto-pilot, speeding on asteady speed of 80mph, going towards a foreign planet she heard about. SHe was only a couplehundred miles off. SHe gasped and ran to her room. SHe got on all of her gear (being only in her bra and underwear), which included:

OOC: Putting them in list...easier to read...

IC:

1. A tight,zipped up, long sleeve purple rubber space shirt.
2. A matching pair of space pants ^
3. Black combat boots
4. Black GLoves
5. A helmet that contracted gravity and made it into air for her (an unlimited air supply)
6. Two longswords, a dagger, and throwing stars.

She raced to the piloting deck and typed in what she wanted. She mad e the ship slow dwn, and brought the wheels out.

She landed on the planet. It was barren. She got her bag, which carried a pair of clothes, and something else she used quite frequently (although she hated to admit it)...a dildo....

She got out of the ship and walked around.
 
((Approved minutes ago. ;) ))

"NYAAAAAAAAHH!"
Leelee pounced upon her prey from the table, holding it tightly in her claws as she fought with her foe, a merciless battle between feline instinct and its enemy...

But the damn can still refused to open.

"Why didn't anyone think to pack a can opener?!," She yowled out in frustration, hucking it across the room and pouting.

"...Wheeee!" She giggled as the ship suddenly shifted, sending her sliding across the floor. "Cap'n's landing!" She scampered out onto the main deck, her purple (dyed, of course, but she'd never tell) tail flipping about anxiously as she gathered up her uniform and suppiles (A bag of catnip, a few candy bars, and a few *ahem* toys) before she went to join Rin.
 
Fred was gearing up. Although he liked to think of himself as liberal-minded, sensitive political correct very, very, very, very, very, very evil tentacle plant...of DOOM, he still felt honor bound to protect the evil Queen...whoever they were protecting these days against her sworn nemesis.

Whoever they were. Maybe these sworn nemesis would appreciate a sensitive, very, very, very, very, very, very evil tentacle plant...of DOOM. They could have discussions about opera and pottery and...

Chuck was acting kind of weird. "What's the matter, Chuck. You haven't put on your basically undetectable anti-ninja kitten sword bark armor or anything."

Chuck muttered, "You go on ahead, Fred. I'm...I'm going to stay back here and monitor the situation."

"But Chuck. You HAVE to come. We're the only very, very, very, very, very, very evil tentacle plants...of DOOM available in this quadrant-sector-thingamadoojie of the planet who can protect the evil Queen what's her name against the whosits who are sworn to destroy her and stop her nefarious plans for doing whatever."

Chuck grimaced in the fashion of his kind. "Just go on, Fred. You can do it by yourself."

Fred slipped a tentacle around Chuck's botanical shoulder. "Chuck, amigo, compadre, brother. Talk to me. What's the real problem here?"

Chuck, in the fashion of his kind, bitch slapped Fred ten yards away. "I'm having..sap circulation problems."

Fred looked aghast. "You can't get your tentacles up?" Fred tried to hold a sympathetic look. It lasted all of ten seconds. Fred cracked up. Chuck, the great tree lover, was as limp as kudzu without a telephone pole to hold it up.

Chuck gave Fred "the twig" and stormed off. Fred tried to talk to Chuck. "Aw, c'mon, Chuck, it's just performance anxiety. Once you get out there among those invaders, I'm sure you'll be violating all there orifices just like that." Chuck again flipped Fred "the twig". Finally, realizing he was going to have to hold off the invaders by himself, Fred headed toward the invading ship landing site.

Fred got there just as the ship landed. As the two invaders came out, Fred extended his tentacles upwards, in the universal sign language of the very, very, very, very, very, very evil tentacle plants...of DOOM, which should convey to the invaders the message of: "Hello, sisters. I mean you no harm. Let us sit down and discuss peacefully the dismal state of women's rights in this quadrant of the galaxy."
 
OOC: This scene happens before Jack's post and before the scout ship lands. Good work, all!
Also OOC: http://www.tokidokijournal.com/misc/sailormoonliveaction/

"Curses!" screamed The Very Evil Queen MILF S'mthingrthr. "Can't you dimwits shoot a simple space scout from the skies?"

"Well, our Very Expensive and Evil defense system was meant to defend against an armada of ships, not a lone scout ship. That ship is difficult to hit. It has the most sophisticated randomize defensive manuevering algorithm I've ever seen. It's as if... as if..."

"As if what, pea-brain?"

"As if someone was sliding around the cockpit cabin chasing a tin can in an attempt to do anything but steer the spaceship."

"Idiot." The Very Evil Queen MILF S'mthingrthr smacked the pod creature with her Very Evil Staff of DOOM. "Now call my henchmen!"

"HENCHMEN!!!" the pod creature yelled.

"I could have done that," she yelled, whacking him again.

Only a handful showed up, which actually was quite normal for a series like this for some reason. The Very Evil Queen MILF S'mthingrthr pointed to one of her Very Evil minions and asked, "Which one are you?"

"T'K'La'T'Hp'Vt'Tr'K, of the Cl'D'F'H'J'K clan of the Race of the L'H'J'Kl'Fr'K", it replied.

"Oh, right. Fred."

"And you?"

"Chuck."

"Got it. Fred, why can't you have a normal name?", she said, smacking Fred on the head with her staff of DOOM. "Go get the Very Evil and Expensive CGI Beast and greet our friends. Nyahaahahaa!"

"Nyahahaahha," chorused her minions.

"Shut up!"

*****

"Nyahahahaha", said The Very Evil Queen MILF S'mthingrthr. She was watching her Very Evil Henchmen and the Very Evil and Expensive CGI Beast on the monitor overhead. She saw them greet the Magical Space Pirate Ninja Catgirl Ranger Princess Maids. "Hmm. What are they saying? And why the **** can't we get a monitor that *isn't* above our heads?"

"Well, in our language, it's 'Hello, sisters. I mean you no harm. Let us sit down and discuss peacefully the dismal state of women's rights in this quadrant of the galaxy'," replied the pod person.

"Hmm. Do any of them have translating devices?"

"Well, if not, Fred's going to be in a bit of a surprise."

"Why? What did he say in their language?"

"Hmm. Well, I just typed in what Fred said into Google, and it translates, "HEY YOU SKANKY HO BITCHES, WE IS GOING TO RAPE JOO. NOW BEND OVER AND LET US **** YOUR BIG FAT ASSES.'"

The Very Evil Queen MILF S'mthingrthr paused a bit.

Then she threw her head back. "Nyahaahahaha!"

"Nyahahaahha," chorused her minions.

"Shut up!"



Scribe.
 
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Watching from the sidelines

(LMFAO. By the way, silly question for a silly story, but what's CGI?)
 
scribe_m said:
OOC: This scene happens before Jack's post and before the scout ship lands. Good work, all!
Also OOC: http://www.tokidokijournal.com/misc/sailormoonliveaction/

"Curses!" screamed The Very Evil Queen MILF S'mthingrthr. "Can't you dimwits shoot a simple space scout from the skies?"

"Well, our Very Expensive and Evil defense system was meant to defend against an armada of ships, not a lone scout ship. That ship is difficult to hit. It has the most sophisticated randomize defensive manuevering algorithm I've ever seen. It's as if... as if..."

"As if what, pea-brain?"

"As if someone was sliding around the cockpit cabin chasing a tin can in an attempt to do anything but steer the spaceship."

"Idiot." The Very Evil Queen MILF S'mthingrthr smacked the pod creature with her Very Evil Staff of DOOM. "Now call my henchmen!"

"HENCHMEN!!!" the pod creature yelled.

"I could have done that," she yelled, whacking him again.

Only a handful showed up, which actually was quite normal for a series like this for some reason. The Very Evil Queen MILF S'mthingrthr pointed to one of her Very Evil minions and asked, "Which one are you?"

"T'K'La'T'Hp'Vt'Tr'K, of the Cl'D'F'H'J'K clan of the Race of the L'H'J'Kl'Fr'K", it replied.

"Oh, right. Fred."

"And you?"

"Chuck."

"Got it. Fred, why can't you have a normal name?", she said, smacking Fred on the head with her staff of DOOM. "Go get the Very Evil and Expensive CGI Beast and greet our friends. Nyahaahahaa!"

"Nyahahaahha," chorused her minions.

"Shut up!"

*****

"Nyahahahaha", said The Very Evil Queen MILF S'mthingrthr. She was watching her Very Evil Henchmen and the Very Evil and Expensive CGI Beast on the monitor overhead. She saw them greet the Magical Space Pirate Ninja Catgirl Ranger Princess Maids. "Hmm. What are they saying? And why the **** can't we get a monitor that *isn't* above our heads?"

"Well, in our language, it's 'Hello, sisters. I mean you no harm. Let us sit down and discuss peacefully the dismal state of women's rights in this quadrant of the galaxy'," replied the pod person.

"Hmm. Do any of them have translating devices?"

"Well, if not, Fred's going to be in a bit of a surprise."

"Why? What did he say in their language?"

"Hmm. Well, I just typed in what Fred said into Google, and it translates, "HEY YOU SKANKY HO BITCHES, WE IS GOING TO RAPE JOO. NOW BEND OVER AND LET US **** YOUR BIG FAT ASSES.'"

The Very Evil Queen MILF S'mthingrthr paused a bit.

Then she threw her head back. "Nyahaahahaha!"

"Nyahahaahha," chorused her minions.

"Shut up!"



Scribe.

OOC; O.O...this thread is stupid...but good...lol...

IC:
She saw the plant. "What the?!" she said out loud, then walked forwrd and felt it. It twitched. "Huh? Its-alive?" her tail sswished back and forth. She jumped backwards, detecting a threat.
 
One of the ninja cat princesses spacegirls something or others came forward and lightly touched Fred. Fred thought to himself, "Be very, very still Fred. I must not do anything which could disturb the galactic harmonic unity of this moment between me and my fellow living creatures, the space wenching feline samarai whatsnits."

Fred couldn't help but twitch when one of them touched him, which caused her to jump back. When she did jump back, Fred couldn't help but notice her torse bounced in a very, very pleasing way. Fred wanted nothing more than to give into the instincts inherent in every very, very, very, very, very, very, very evil tentacle plant...of DOOM by ripping off her top and ravishing her delectable breasts before ripping off her outfit completely and...

NO! Fred thought to himself. Don't give in to temptation! Musn't perpetuate the stereotype! Musn't perpetuate the stereotype!

Fred gave the universal tentacle sign language that meant: "Would you like some nice herbal tea? We could discuss the plight of indigenous tentacle plants and space kitten girl sword weilders everywhere!"
 
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Leelee tilted her head as Rin investigated the creature before them, taking out a small device from her pocket. "Whadda ya think its doing?," She asked, making a face at the odd guestures it was making- flinging itself all around...

She held out her device, which beeped a few times, then gave a loud ding and a thumbs-up on the screen. "Its atmosphere is oxygenbased! Now... lets see if I can figure out if THAT'S safe..." She walked over to the thing, shoving the edge of her gadget against his side. It immediately gave a loud buzzing noise with a thumbs-down on the screen.
"Bad! Very bad!" She dropped her device, running back to hide behind Rin.
 
OOC: Ooo Ooo!! Pick me! Pick me! I wanna join!! Someone fill me in on what's happening and I'll start with my character. ^^

Yumi was late as usual.. Despite the fact she had practically no real fighting ability, she was known as one of the greatest Magical Space Pirate Ninja Catgirl Ranger Princess Maids of all time. Mostly because she could take out a ridiculous wand staff sword majiger and shoot rainbows, hearts, and stars at baddies. This usually resulted in her opponents having violent seizures and incapacitating them to the point where they could be easily stomped to death by children.. Plus she was racked...


"Nya!!! Why am I always late.. I mean it's not like I'm blonde or even the main character.."

Her ears tilted downward in sadness as her small craft landed on the planet's surface. This place was rumored to have evil things here and possibly cause the others to fall into danger, rendering them seemingly helpless, till she could come and save the day. She stepped out of the ship in her spacesuit. The area looked like one big forest.


"Ummm... hello? Anyone evil here? Hello? Oh come on... There has to be atleast one evil thing here.. I mean atleast an evil plant would be nice. Ehh.. but that's silly.. Evil plants..."


She laughed a bit and heard some rustling..
 
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Fred

"Hey!" Fred objected as he waved his tentacles around in objection at one of the cat space girl warrior stereotypes stuck him in the side. "That could have hurt me! I'm not sticking things into you!" Although Fred wouldn't mind sticking a particular sensitized tentacle into....stop it, Fred thought to himself. Don't perpetuate the stereotype! Don't perpetuate the stereotype!
As fast as...well, just pretty darn fast, believe you me, Fred sent out two tentacles and wrapped one around the waist of each galactic feline princess mini-sumo.
"Now, can't we just have a civilized discussion about the comparative rate of introduction of civil liberties in the more enlightened systems of this arm of the galaxy?" Fred asked with an exasperated wave of his tentacles.
 
She ran towards the rustling and saw a rather large plant..

"Hmm.. I coulda sworn I heard something.. I should transform.."

Magical Space Pirate Ninja Catgirl Ranger Princess Maid Power!!!

A bunch of random colors covered her body and she stepped out in a costume that was seeming useless in battle but could provide extremely good fanservice. She walked over to the plant and decided it would be a good idea to take a sample and began pulling on one of the leaves.
 
Fred

A third ninja kitten woman warrior princess starburst something or other came over and tugged on one of Fred's leaves. It actually felt pretty good and Fred was tempted to...
No, Fred said to himself. Musn't perpetuate the stereotype. Musn't perpetuate the stereotype.
Fred whipped a third tentacle around the waist of the leaf fondler and held her up in the air with the other two space catgirl ninja duchesses. Using his remaining numerous tentacles to vehemently express himself, Fred told them (in the tentacle language of the very, very, very, very, very, very evil tentacle plants...of DOOM!). "Now, see here. I like to think of myself as a very libertated, free thinking tentacle plant, but I simple will not put up with being poked, prodded, or...er, fondled. Can't we have a civlized discussion about galactic politics or noveau art or something along those lines?"
 
Her eyes widened..

"The plant.. It's talking.."


"Now, see here. I like to think of myself as a very libertated, free thinking tentacle plant, but I simple will not put up with being poked, prodded, or...er, fondled. Can't we have a civlized discussion about galactic politics or noveau art or something along those lines?"


"Umm.. Sure.. Do you like jpop?"
 
Fred

Fred blinked his eyes. He was almost to the point where he thought he would have to abandon his ambitions of becoming a well-rounded liberal thinking tentacle plant and just get down to the business of kinky four way tentacle sex with the three magical space pirate ninja catgirl princesses he had ensnared with his tentacles (Fred had already been subtely jiggling the girls to observe the movement of their various and lovely assets).
It seemed that one of them wanted to open a dialogue after all. Intrigued, Fred signed with his tentacles, "Pray tell, what is this 'jpop'?"
 
"Pray tell, what is this 'jpop'?"

"It's japanese pop music.. It's pretty much this ancient music from the stone age.. They still wrote music by hand then.. Music really isn't my thing though. I'm actually quite the fan of philosophy and greek mythology. It's a common misconception that magical girls don't read except for the odd one in glasses that's constantly getting scared. She's late too.."

She looked at the plant monster curiously.

"Ya know it's funny.. Last time I checked I couldn't speak to plants.. Must be plot convenience... Well it's umm.. Nice to meet you Mr. Plant monster.. Your umm tentacles are quite lovely.."


The last part she said rather nervously..



"I'm Yumi..."
 
Fred

In plant/tentacle sign language, Fred answered, "You look yummy. Not that I would eat you. In the literal sense, I mean. I'm strictly a soil nutrient/photosynthesis/water kind of plant tentacle monster. I could eat you in the euphimism sense of the phrase, oral sex; not that I'm saying I would, you know. I mean, I'd want to get to know you first, see if we were compatible. Anyway, I was saying you look yummy as a play on words, with your name being Yumi and..." Fred realized he was rambling.

"It's nice to meet you, Yumi. I'm T'K'La'T'Hp'Vt'Tr'K, of the Cl'D'F'H'J'K clan of the Race of the L'H'J'Kl'Fr'K, but you can call me Fred."

Fred was worried that perhaps he put off Yumi by his rambling. Maybe a compliment would be in order. Fred pointed at Yumi's chest, his tentacle just an inch or two from touching her.

"Those are nice. So, you like philosophy?"
 
"You look yummy. Not that I would eat you. In the literal sense, I mean. I'm strictly a soil nutrient/photosynthesis/water kind of plant tentacle monster. I could eat you in the euphimism sense of the phrase, oral sex; not that I'm saying I would, you know. I mean, I'd want to get to know you first, see if we were compatible. Anyway, I was saying you look yummy as a play on words, with your name being Yumi and..."

"It's nice to meet you, Yumi. I'm T'K'La'T'Hp'Vt'Tr'K, of the Cl'D'F'H'J'K clan of the Race of the L'H'J'Kl'Fr'K, but you can call me Fred."


"Those are nice. So, you like philosophy?"

"Oh I love it.. It allows one to think about things in more than one way and to solve big problems, but I'm just rambling.. Ya know.. When you first picked me up with those tentacles.. I was almost expecting something odd to happen.. I don't know.. Like I should scream in terror all of a sudden.."
 
Fred

Fred gave a shrubby shrug. "It's the whole 'very, very, very, very, very, very evil tentacle plant...of DOOM' thing. People are always thinking strange things will happen when I pick them up, like...oh, this, for instance." The end of one of Fred's tentacles that wasn't holding one of the three magical sailor girls with feline karate qualities flattened and began stroking Yumi's right leg above her knee. "I blame it on those hologram programs that perpetuate unfortunate stereotypes. Some days I feel like writing a very strongly worded editorial. So, what are your thoughts on Neo-Platonic thought?" Fred asked as he continued stroking the inside of Yumi's lower thigh.
 
"uhh... Hey Yumi..." Leelee glanced down at her, squeeking out as the creature thingy still held she and Rin by the waists. "Can you please tell your new plant buddy to LEGGO!??!"

She paused, then looked at her again. "How the heck are you talking to that thing anyways?!"
 
"It's the whole 'very, very, very, very, very, very evil tentacle plant...of DOOM' thing. People are always thinking strange things will happen when I pick them up, like...oh, this, for instance."

"I blame it on those hologram programs that perpetuate unfortunate stereotypes. Some days I feel like writing a very strongly worded editorial. So, what are your thoughts on Neo-Platonic thought?"


"Well I would say it holds much truth. While I am here looking for evil and or Baddies. I am basically looking for those who have wronged other people and not necessarily darkness. Evil is an illusion. It's not a matter of good and bad. That's what you use on school children. It's whether you've disrespected ones riiiii...ohh..."


He was brushing against a rather sensitive area.


"That feels....Rather nice.."
 
"Analysis!" yelled The Very Evil Queen MILF S'mthingrthr.

"Well," said the conveniently placed shrubbery next to her, "It seems that 'Fred' and the creatured which calls itself 'Yumi' are engaged in a pleasant conversation. Although, if our translators are correct, the contents of their discussion is about... jpop."

"Curses!" she screamed.

"Jpop's not that bad. Why, every once in awhile, I have the urge to wear pretty clothing, put on makeup and --"

"No, not that! She obviously has the ability to read 'Fred's' mind! They must have magical powers! Curse these Magical Space Pirate Ninja Catgirl Ranger Princess Maids!"

"Well, they are magical."

"Where *is* that CGI beast?"

"He wants a bigger budget."

"Curses!" she screamed.

OOC: Yes, yes, it'll show up. Sorry, sorry... :cathappy:


Scribe.
 
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Fred

Fred was very much aware of his continual tentacle stroking of Yumi's lower thigh. Initially, he had used the tentacle stroking as a sort of rhetorical point. Now, it had gone on way past the point of the rhetorical point.

Hmmmm, thought Fred to himself. Aren't I suppose to be protecting the evil MILF Queen from these three kitten samarai sorceress sword-weilding feline females? And by continually caressing Yumi in this intimate fashion, aren't I guilty of perpetuating long-standing myths about very, very, very, very, very, very evil tentacle plants...of DOOM?

Fred answered himself internally by saying, No worries, Fred. You are providing a non-violenet but effective resistance to the presence of the magical space pirate ninja catgirl princesses. In addition, the myth concerning tentacle plant monsters are that they are inconsiderate, rapacious monsters. You are a liberated, considerate being capable of carrying on conversations while being intimate.

Thus reassured, Fred continued stroking Yumi's thigh, while sending out another tentacle to carefully run through Yumi's hair and a third to begin removing her top.

"I do agree with you, Yumi, that evil is basically an illusion; rather, those are terms society uses to label those elements which are not ascendant."

"uhh... Hey Yumi..." Leelee glanced down at her, squeeking out as the creature thingy still held she and Rin by the waists. "Can you please tell your new plant buddy to LEGGO!??!"

Fred checked to make sure that his grip around the waists of the other two catgirls was secure yet nonconstrictive. He realized he was being very inconsiderate by not making further attempts at including them in his impromptu catgirl/tentacle monster philosophical forum. He sent out two questing tentacles to run through the hair of both Leelee and Rin. (Free was fascinated with catgirl hair. He himself was smooth but non-slimy; sliminess was another unfortunate tentacle monster steteotype that Fred fought to stamp out). Two more tentacles descended upon Leelee, one caressing her back while the other removed her top. An additional two more (Fred was rather proud that he lived up to the tentacle monster stereotype of tentacle "prowess") moved to Rin; one began massaging her cute little catgirl bottom, the other one began undressing her starting with her top.

"Yumi, I feel I have been remiss in my manners," Fred said, as he finished removing Yumi's top and began tugging on her bra. "Would you be so kind as to introduce me to your friends and serve as our translator so that they may join our most interesting conversation?"
 
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