Cyberpunk Returns in B.A.B.E. : A Beatrix Belladonna Tale

“Don’t be shy now! Come right in,” a cheery voice insisted as Beatrix and Lady Ewe approached behind the stage. They were welcomed into the dressing rooms, well-lit and with mirrors stationed atop the dressers. Inside, Eclipsed Heart and Wispy Willow were seated by mirrors, casually naked as they touched up their makeup. Without turning her head, the lead diva smiled while eying the couple through the reflection.

“So you’re the heroes that save the world,” Eclipsed exclaimed, standing up to offer a hand towards the witch. “It’s a pleasure to meet you!”

“Nice to meet you, too,” replied Beatrix, returning the shake with a smile. She couldn't keep her eyes off the pop star. Not simply because she was in her full glory, but because of how nearly identical she looked like her friend, Cerise Silhouette! What similarities did they share? And where did they end?

After shaking Oona’s hand, Eclipsed continued. “Without you two, we probably wouldn't be here!”

The shaman sheepishly chuckled, bowing her head. “Thank ye, kindly. But we simply did what we must. That was quite a show ye three put on. A was dazzled!” Her eyes turned towards the feline creature and the shadow in the shower. Water and steam hissed as the supple figure, Kitsune, bathed without a word.

“Ahh, it was nothing! We aim to please,” Wispy noted, who summoned a ball of light that floated above her open palm and illuminated the room. “So, anyway...” The tigress reclined into her chair with half-lidded eyes. “You two came a long way just to see us. Is there something you’d like to know that maybe we could provide?”

“Well, let’s start with the obvious.” Beatrix studied her tiger stripes. “I mean, last time I was here, most people were purely human! I saw a few hybrids in the crowds, but couldn't tell if they were simply fashion accessories or the real deal.”

Wispy chuckled and flicked her tail. “What can I say? My sister and I set the trend once we became super popular.” She tilted her head towards the shower. “Kitsune and I escaped from a laboratory that experimented on us! Their goal was to create living weapons! Hence why she can morph into those vehicles you saw. Though, do try not to bring it up. She really doesn’t like talking about it. She's the pure warrior type, while I was made to be her support as a scout!”

“Ahh, got it!” Beatrix nodded repeatedly, her focus shifting to the shiny orb the cat playfully bounced in her palm. “Guess that explains where your own superpower came from, huh?”

“Yep!” Wispy closed her fist to snuff out the light. “Flashy, fast and makes for a great show!”

“We've been told you’re pretty talented as well,” Eclipsed added in, smiling brightly. “Actually, this is a good time to ask you something?”

“Ooh?” Beatrix and Oona looked at each other before the pop idol continued. “As a token of appreciation for all you’ve done, we’d like you to join B.A.B.E! We could use some fresh blood~!”

“U-us? Perform on stage in front ov an audience?!” Oona gulped, both flattered and frightened.

“Yeah, Oona’s rather shy when it comes to public stuff,” Beatrix sighed. “I mean, I’d be down to perform with you girls, but this is only a short visit. We can’t stay in this world forever.”

“Aww, rats! That's a shame, but understandable.” Eclipsed frowned, openly crestfallen.

Wispy, however, leaned herself back while spreading her legs a little, showing off her tiny slit. She eyed the witch with a playful Cheshire grin. “You could always be part of our private shows! I see the way you look at me, Miss Beatrix,” she purred, groping her bare breast. “Don’t you wanna give this kitty some love~?”

“Oh, lay off,” Eclipsed laughed, elbowing her co-star. “We don't want to scare off our new friends!”

“Nyah! You're no fun,” pouted Wispy, who closed her legs and stopped playing with her plush tits, much to Beatrix's visible disappointment.

“Ah wouldn’t mind a private showin’,” Oona added gently, offering a warm smile while patting her lover’s thong-clad rump.

Beatrix beamed. “Ooh! Let's not forget about possibly introducing her to Cerise.”

“Cerise?” Eclipsed asked, tilting her head.

“O-oh yeah! She looks and sounds almost exactly like you,” Beatrix explained giddily. “Where we come from, Cerise Silhouette's a super talented dancer and a close friend of ours.”

“Really? Wow. Yeah, I'd love to meet her!” Eclipsed gleamed with wide neon-pink eyes.

“That can easily be arranged,” assured Beatrix, who grinned.

“Eeeeeeee! I can hardly wait!” The diva started bouncing in her seat before suddenly stilling herself. “Oh, wait…. We're still on tour for a while, huh? Gah, sorry. We might have to put a raincheck on that.” She pouted, her face drawn from mixed emotions since she couldn't bear to let down all her loyal fans.

“That’s okay! Just give me a date, and I'll try to arrive on time,” Beatrix assured her with a wink. “Mind if we take a shower after your sister's done? We could use a wash-up after how... steamy the show got!” She wrapped an arm around her lover's waist.

“Yeah! Knock yourselves out,” the feline singer nodded before calling out, “Yo sis! Quit hogging the warm water! We’ve got guests, y’know!”

The faucet turned to shut off the water, and Kitsune exited from behind the curtain. She boldly strode out, dried her hair with a towel, her lips drawn and her eyes piercing in their intensity. “Kon'nichiwa,” she greeted in a monotone voice before brushing past them in a swish of tails.

“She likes you two,” assured Wispy as her sister towelled off. The couple readied themselves for a shower, Beatrix able to wave her costume away, while Lady Ewe shucked hers and placed it aside. Soon the pair of them huddled into the stall.

The space proved pleasantly cramped, not that the witch and shaman minded pressing their supple bodies together when the warm water started to hit them. The pair lathered each other up in soapy suds, applied the shampoo, and laughed while each washed their partner.

As the couple eased under the steamy water, Lady Ewe closed her eyes and started to sing. Pretty soon, Beatrix joined in and tried to harmonize her chirpier voice with her practiced lover’s more elegant, measured sound. She had a little experience performing alongside her mother on stage, but had mainly relied on her illusion magic to carry her performances.

“Heeeey~! That’s not bad,” called Wispy over the rush of water. “I know you said you can’t join the band, but how about a session with us?”

“Yeah! We'd love to have you,” added Eclipsed Heart, who cupped her hands, hopeful.

Oona felt her cheeks flourished, realizing she got carried away. “Ooh, but Ah don’t know any modern songs tae sing. Mostly old hymns an’ limericks…”

“That’s okay, Oona! That’s part of the joy of making music. We could come up with our own songs! Wouldn’t that be fun?” Beatrix encouraged, stroking her lover’s cheek while she deeply considered the opportunity. And while she likely wouldn’t get over her stage fright, she didn’t want to leave her girlfriend hanging.

“Ah suppose ye’re right. Ah don’t see why not~!”

Beatrix beamed before wrapping her in a tight hug. “Excellent! Another chance to build some crazy memories~!” She could already picture this latest adventure emblazoned on the mansion's murals, this advanced world amongst the most unique she'd visited in her travels.

Once they finished up and stepped out, Kitsune handed them towels which they used to dry themselves. Oona's hair ‘poofed’ back into its natural wool-like curls when it started to dry, much to Beatrix's visible amusement.

“Feel free to crash here until the next concert,” said Wispy, pointing at the pair of beds in the corner.

Beatrix frowned, asking, “But what about you? We don't want to put anyone out...”

“Nah, don't worry about that,” Wispy shrugged, her tail swishing about. “My sister doesn’t sleep anyhow! At least not in a traditional sense! Besides, we like to ride around town, right?”

Kitsune nodded, and, in a flash, the pair of them redressed. Wispy wore a form-fitted, crimson leather attire studded in spikes, while Kitsune dressed in a hooded black costume that conformed to her toned, sculpted physique.

“Maybe I should catch some fresh air myself!” Eclipsed stretched with a yawn, then dressed in a bright neon orange bikini-like piece that looped over her breasts and exposed the undersides. “I won't stray too far, don't worry!”

“You better not,” teased the feline pop idol, who shook her head.

Eclipsed frowned back. “Hey, I might not be a warrior like you two, but I'm far from helpless! In a world like this, anyone who walks around without something to defend them is crazy!” To show her new friends what she meant, she peeled back a piece of skin on her chest, revealed the subepidermal armor musculature, hidden beneath the layer of charcoal flesh atop it.

“Whoa! Just like Babs Seed...” Noted Beatrix, who whistled, once told by the merc it was pliable and acted as armor. “But what about weapons?”

The pop star similarly drew a hidden knife concealed by the skin on her ankle with a flash. Glimmers caught the serrated blade. “Might not look like much, but it can saw through bone! So hopefully, I won’t ever have to use it!” She twirled the knife before she placed it back in its 'holster.’ “I don't have superpowers like my gal pals, so I decided to take up martial arts instead!”

Beatrix nodded, glad to know Eclipsed shared her counterpart’s intuitiveness. “Okay, we'll settle in! Take care!” She snuggled next to Oona in the twin beds, felt the soft blankets compress beneath them as the couple wrapped up in a blanket, their tired heads rested on the stack of downy pillows.

“Ahh,” sighed Oona, who playfully poked her student's nose. “Best we rest now, Ceann Oga. We have an excitin’ day ahead ov us~!”

"Okay," murmured Beatrix. A short time later, the couple drifted off and dreamed about the last venture they had taken to this world...

*****

A silver jet turned its thrusters downwards to hover upwards, its stealth systems activated. Seated inside the small craft, Wispy Willow opened its top so she could wave at Eclipsed Heart, who stood on the stadium's rooftop under the moon. They weren't quite ready to share the entire truth with their new friends. That the three of them weren't merely a pop band.

Hidden by the bright lights and advancements lurked several criminals still at large, and B.A.B.E took it upon themselves to hunt them down during their off time. After a moment to soak in the cool breeze, Eclipsed hopped in behind her bandmate, the top sealing shut. The thrusters turned back before the aircraft took to the skies. The liquid metal machine started their intended leisurely travel across the neon-lit cityscape.

“No signs of illegal activity so far,” Kitsune noted while she scanned the area. Though these days, pretty much anyone could be called a criminal, on some level. However the group’s interest lay in those who sought to abuse and exploit others.

“Eeh, It’s only a matter of time until we'll find whoever did this to us,” Wispy assured confidently, patting the warm interior that hummed in a low drone. "Someday..."

“I accept who I am,” replied the techno-shifter, Kitsune's measured voice echoing around them from the speakers aboard her interior.

“Ahh, c’mon, sis. It’s not all bad! They did turn us into some hot ass weapons~!” Wispy popped her claws and studied them with slit-like eyes. Despite what her sister claimed, she knew that deep down, the trauma had hit her harder than anyone. It was why Kitsune rarely spoke and withdrew herself from people.

“I’m sorry, girls,” Eclipsed said tenderly, taking Wispy’s hands. “I wish there was something I could have done.”

“Nah, don't be! We wouldn’t have formed such an awesome band otherwise! And you would have remained a solo act...” Wispy retracted her claws and embraced her friend warmly. Eventually, Eclipsed returned it, though her gaze drifted back to countless buildings and lights dotted below.

The diva wasn't sure whether to be relieved or disappointed that it appeared to be another quiet night. Their little show was by miles the most lively activity in the capital, since people had arrived from all over just to see them.

“Well, I figured you two would be such a big hit with folks,” teased Eclipsed. “Plus, I was kinda lonely...” She twirled her mane around a finger. “I hope Beatrix and Oona are sleeping well. Surely, they won’t notice we’ve been out for so long?”

“Pft! You worry too much, 'princess,’” Wispy snickered, flicking her nose.

Eclipsed scrunched up her face in a childish pout. “Hey, only fans get to call me that!”

“Oh, right. You mean your 'Heartbreakers'~?” Wispy laughed harder at the band's most ardent fanatics and the moniker they adopted. The media would eventually embrace this identity, so much so, that it Heartbreakers adorned much of the merchandise which kept B.A.B.E. in business.

And no matter how hard she tried, the band couldn’t get over how utterly ridiculous it sounded, much to their private bemusement.

“Shizukani,” whispered Kitsune around them. “I’m picking up something...” As always, the resident kunoichi was all-business. She lowered them down towards a dimly lit alleyway, the silver ship taking on a flying saucer shape around them. Once its bubble top opened, Eclipsed and Wispy touched down with silent footfalls, before the liquid metal machine took on its womanly shape.

A single nod passed between them. Transparent red visors settled over their eyes to scan ahead. They realized a gang of Redcaps were close from the readouts, once conditioned to obey the Vice Lord who had converted this land into machinery. The survivors, once freed of the cyber demon's control, were reduced to little more than zombies, their humanity left stripped away.

Now the Redcaps were pure instinct, on the hunt for those with cybernetic implants, which they would strip clean and add to their own advanced, mechanized bodies. Little of their flesh remained. Blades and buzz saws adorned their bulky arms.

Aware that it was unlikely these cyborgs could identify them, they were free to put away their visors and commence their assault. Eclipsed noted that they numbered over a dozen, and had cornered a civilian, the punk knocked out. The Redcaps circled around him, as if they were in a silent debate over who would claim this scant prize to vivisect. Finally, one raised its cleaver-like blade, ready to saw the implants off his face.

Plasma spheres summoned by Wispy manifested around the alley. The illumination pierced pitch black, confused the systems of the Redcaps.

The moment Redcaps turned, the first miniature explosion of a plasma sphere knocked a couple aside. The reek of scorched, melted metal filled the air. Molten pools bubbled about a blackened spot. The Redcaps rushed to seek the intruders.

A blur sailed through the air. A plasma sabre flashed to life, as Kitsune separated an attacker's head from its body and landed. More plasma orbs erupted. Not to be left out, Eclipsed skated in on her rollerblades, twirled the knife into her hand, which rapidly expanded in size and transformed into a crystal. As she raced by, she cleanly dismembered the machine closest to her.

“Whoa! Careful there, princess butter buns,” warned Wispy as her sister continued to make quick work of the assailants. Beams waved in arcs, metal limbs cleanly severed with a clink as they scattered about the dank alley, the Redcaps disabled to the last within mere seconds.

Eclipsed slid to a stop on her skates and huffed. She had modified the leather bondage attire worn to battle slightly, elbow and knee pads added, and the black clothing lined in neon pink to outline it. Its breasts and buttocks were also decorated in pink hearts. “Aw~,” she whined to herself in disappointment. “Only made a couple 'kills' this time! They’re...not really alive, right?”

“Nope,” affirmed Wispy, squatting next to a dismembered Redcap, reduced to a mere torso. “The moment they fell under that mad scientist's control, any real brain function died. Now they’re like mindless drones, cut off from a hivemind!”

“Karera ga anshin shite yasumu koto ga dekimasu yō ni,” Kitsune offered in her native tongue, clasping her hands and closing her eyes when she murmured a prayer for them.

Eclipsed skated over to the punk, hands cupped behind her back. “And what about him?”

“Mild concussion. He should be fine,” answered the vixen in her clipped manner. Nonetheless, she knelt over the unconscious man, removing supplies from a pouch on her belt, and started to apply measured first aid to his scalp wound.

Wispy smirked and clasped a hand into a fist to banish her orbs. “A night saved already! This is starting to get too easy~!”

“Don't get cocky,” her sister warned with a stoic expression while finishing her work.

“But it's true! Haven’t found a real challenge since we became vigilantes.” Wispy stretched wide and yawned.

“We also haven’t found whoever’s responsible,” Kitsune reminded.

“Ahh, they could be dead for all we know. Best we remain a clean-up crew and find some kicks in our spare time!”

“Girls, there’s more to this gig than just fighting,” Eclipsed stepped in, shaking her head. “We saved another life tonight! That's worth a ton!”

Both sisters looked at each other before giving the nod in agreement. Eclipsed stared at her knife, pensive when she realized its serrated blade had turned to crystal. Had she somehow done that...? “C’mon, let’s head back home.”

“Aww, is princess butter buns in need of her beauty sleep~?” Wispy teased before flicking the pop star in the butt with her fuzzy tail.

“H-Hey!” Cried Eclipsed, who clasped her backside, crystal blade quickly hidden. “We all do! Okay, maybe not Kitsune, but you can’t expect us all to perform without some respite.”

“Hasn’t slowed me down,” the kunoichi shrugged, turning to liquid metal, reshaping herself into a saucer, and popping her bubble top open for Eclipsed and Wispy to hop back inside her.

There was a limit to what they could achieve on their own. But pride and secrecy made B.A.B.E. hesitant to seek aid. It's why they wanted to be sure their new friends were trustworthy, before sharing their secrets. They knew they were heroines, but could B.A.B.E count on them...?

*****

“Rise and shine, sleepyhead,” Beatrix yawned, stretching out her arms and rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, nestled amidst the sheets.

“A’m awake,” Oona stirred, who rose to stretch as well, her bountiful breasts pushing outward.
“Mmm, what a strange dream! I-huh?” When she brushed a hand through her shaggy mane, she felt the familiar curl of her sheep horns. Yet, most of her human features in this realm remained. “What in th’ world? How did this happen!?”

“Ohh! Here, come take a look,” the witch ushered her over, pointing towards the closest mirror. The pair skipped over to examine themselves.

“Sweet lucid dreams! My horns an’ fleece,” Lady Ewe took herself in, traced the curled horns. Her legs and forearms were covered in fluffy white wool. Her shapeliness was adorned in intricately woven runes, ones that shimmered when instinctively she wove a simple spell to light up the darkroom. “Hah! Mah magic’s back as well!”

Beatrix rapidly nodded. “Hard to understand how, but I think those runes might be enhancing this effect. It must be a result of what we did with the Elements of Harmony! Pretty neat, huh?” Grinning, she traced her fingertips over the shaman's bare, rune-laced flesh.

But Oona shook her head, her lips pursed. “It's far more than that, Ceann Oga. Yer Prima Materia most likely altered reality while we slept. Ah remember ye havin’ a rather… ‘vivid’ dream ov me like this. The result must have returned a portion ov mah suppressed powers.”

“Oh.… That does sound pretty bad, when you put it that way,” Beatrix admitted, turning aside. I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to! I should have asked…”

Lady Ewe giggled before cupping the witch’s chin to face her and kissed her. “Nonsense! Ah trust ye meant no harm. Plus, Ah was startin’ to miss having horns an’ hooves~. Nonetheless, ye must learn tae control these subconscious wishes. They could prove dangerous,” she gently chided and hugged her to her squishy mammaries.

“R-right! Gotcha.” Beatrix reminded herself that her interference in other realms had its many upsides...and plenty of downsides.

Yawning, the couple returned to the washroom to freshen up. In the shower stall, warm water hit their bare bodies and began to fill the room with steam. The pair undertook their usual routine, lathered up and washed the other down, with special care offered to Lady Ewe's ram-shaped horns. Despite the circumstances, Oona was happy to find the supernatural elements continued to return in this realm. Maybe the would prove even more potent than before!

“Hmm. Let's see if Ah can mimic that trick ov yours,” the dream shaman hummed once they finished grooming up their hair and dried off. She waved her glowing palm over herself, conjuring up the loose sweater and baggy pants her lover had lent her. “Ahah! Success! Good tae know there are things Ah can learn from ye as well, Beatrix~.”

“Awesome,” said Beatrix, who also materialized her clothing after tossing her towel away. “Too bad there’s no spell to conjure up breakfast~!” She strolled over to a fridge, opened it, and bent over when she rifled through its contents. “Goodies! Hope our lovely hostesses won't mind!”

The couple discovered some leftover fast food, warmed it up in a microwave, then settled at a table to eat. Fortunately, it appeared the pop princess didn't care for meat either, and soon their bellies were filled by bean and vegetable burritos, followed by sodas that they popped open. Naturally, her teacher made a face after consuming the less-than-healthy beverage.

“Ugh! This tastes terrible! Honestly, mah dear, ye’re startin’ tae become a bad influence,” Oona teased.

“But that's why you love me~,” snickered Beatrix, who winked, playing footsies beneath the table.

The moment was interrupted when the door was thrown open, Wispy marched in with arms spread wide and a sway of her hips. Her ears twitched, her tail swished, and her slit eyes lit up in the dimness. “Oh, hey there! Hope you're not too full~!” She tossed bags filled with fast food on the tabletop and sidled into a chair with a smirk.

“Ooh~! I could always go for some more,” Beatrix said, licking her lips as her mouth watered.

“A’ll…pass, thank you,” Oona politely declined, massaging her paunch. Close behind Wispy arrived Eclipsed and Kitsune, any trace of their vigilante gear banished, when they too settled in and started to fish out their own breakfast.

“Were you guys out all night?” Beatrix asked curiously. “Surely, you guys need sleep before going onstage to perform for hours!”

“Yeah, I’m kind of a night owl,” Eclipse admitted, who covered her mouth when she yawned. “I take most of my naps during the daytime.” Sleepily, she half-closed her eyes and started to munch on a sandwich when she murmured, “Can't let all my wonderful fans down...”

“Nyawww. Poor princess,” Wispy pouted playfully, who patted the pop star on the back when her head rested on her shoulder, and she started to softly snore. “I'd better turn in too! Hope you two won't get bored. Feel free to head out if you like. Just be sure to be back here for the show around when the sun starts to dip!” She looked to her sister, who simply nodded, and Wispy carefully lifted Eclipsed to carry her to bed.

Beatrix nodded. “Sounds like a plan. What do you say, Oona? Wanna hit up the town some more?”

“Ov course,” her partner answered and stood with her. After the witch finished devouring her bit of fast food, more leftovers were placed in the fridge. Finally, the duo made their way out, blissfully unaware of what their hostesses achieved in secret amidst the dead of night.

Yet intuition made Lady Ewe confident the women were more than they seemed. She fastened her grip upon her lover's hand.

For now, the concert arena was cleared out. Security nodded to the couple and allowed them out the doors, into the daylight. A number of the fans still lined the trash-ridden streets, circled the merchandise booths, or sat on the sidewalks, under the sun to await the next show.

It was to be B.A.B.E.'s last concert in this area, before the band moved on to the next one.

“Hey there, babes,” lazily called Tree Hugger, who waved them over to a park nearby. She and Fluttershy were still stark naked and on a picnic, a blanket placed under a tree's shade. “So, you got to meet the band in person! Like, tubular~!”

“Hell yeah, it was,” replied Beatrix, who again restrained an urge to feel her supple flesh up.

“Don't be shy, Bea,” teased Hugs with a crooked grin as she took the witch's hands and placed them on her ample tits. “You're, like, totally fine to gawk and grope me anytime you want. Nothing wrong with going along with the vibe, right?”

“I suppose you're right. Don’t mind if I do~,” Beatrix purred as she began to fondle Tree Hugger’s pendulous titties and tweaked her nipples.

“No decency, Ah swear...” Said Oona in a friendly manner while shaking her head.

“Who has time for decency these days?” Flutters whispered behind her, once more taking a handful of Oona’s bust in her hand while pressing her nude form into her. “You shouldn’t be left out, lamb cakes~! But if you wouldn’t mind, I’d like a little of your blood.”

“A-ahh~! M-mah blood!?” Oona eeped, though she didn’t put much resistance as her nipples hardened under the cotton sweater.

Shy twirled one of the shaman's woolly curls before whispering, “Just a little bit. My poor partner will end up anemic if I keep feeding off her.”

“A-ahh see…. Just a wee bit then,” Lady Ewe nodded as the vamp moved her hair away to expose her neck. From there, she started to nibble, felt the woman slacken and tilt her head aside in submission to offer herself. Shy popped her fangs and delicately set them to pale flesh.

The love bite penetrated the skin. Oona blushed and moaned, feeling her blood drain into the hollows of Shy's teeth while she suckled. Her free hands bounced and squeezed the milky udders hidden under her sweater.

“O-oh~! Mmmgh...” Whined her prey in a hushed murmur. Her loins stirred up wetness from the sensation of being drunk by the friendly vampire.

Further turned on by the sensuous display, on instinct Beatrix manifested a translucent unicorn horn from her temple, which shimmered when she wove a spell. Her aura spread the thighs of Hugs wide open, pushed her to the blanket and banished her clothes with an impatient wave, as she pushed their moist cunts together with a lewd, sloppy squish when their clitorises kissed.

“Radical~!” Any further words from the hippie turned into shameless moans as their pussies started to mash and rub in a frenzy. Their mouths met in hungry kisses, hands left to wander all over each other in clumsy, needy gropes and spanks, while their meaty, inflamed slits squelched and spattered their feminine nectar. Their lower holes clenched as they worked faster.

Beatrix reached between their twats, plunged a few fingers into Hugs with a wet splash, a messy trail left behind when she withdrew from her tight slit with a pop. She then pushed the digits into the hippie's lips, who suckled them clean.

At the same time, Shy slid between her prey's legs and settled her own voluptuous rump over her face upon the blanket. Then, the pair of them started their own sloppy, desperate feast, barely hidden by the tree's shade.

The usually more reserved dream shepherd lost herself in the moment, as the pair of them relished their warm, wet orifices.

A subdued glow arose from Tree's hand. She started to work her own earthen magic until the roots below the earth ripped free around the foursome, so lost in a haze of lust none of them noticed. These pliable coils started to wound around them like ropes, cupped and squeezed tits and buttocks, and drove into their heated holes. Pretty soon, all of them were triple-penetrated from all directions. They were lifted up and suspended, submitted to the vines that skewered in and out of their stretched, wet holes.

Aware they were helpless to do anything but ride out the pleasure while they were skewered, the four of them surrendered completely, split open womb deep by the natural invaders. Each time the vines punched into them, their pink pussies spat more sweetness. More squishes and squelches mixed with moans around the intruders that filled their lips and throats.

They bounced and shook between the vines, repeatedly impaled deep. Their orifices clenched around the vines, squirts escaped from the four of them, who over the minutes that flew by lost track of how many times they came, hard.

Finally, the coils withdrew and dropped them on the stained blanket. “Far out,” sleepily mumbled Hugs. “That was all me...?”

“Think so,” said Beatrix, who sat on her bare butt, her cheeks coloured and mouth drawn in a stupid, contented smirk.

Lady Ewe's bosom huffed when she breathlessly said, “We’ll have tae…research further intae this some other time...”

Beatrix nodded. “Maybe we should look elsewhere? If we could contact Spike-”

“Oh, you mean cabbie Spike? Done~.” Shy licked her lips clean before recovering her phone from nearby and sent him a message. “He drives down this area most of the day, so he should be here to pick you up soon. Don't let us keep you two any longer. Thanks for the snack!”

“No, thank you!” Beatrix took one last, drawn-out fondle of Tree's tits and buttocks before she and Oona called back their attire. The pair waved once the hover cab sped to a stop at the curb, and wandered over to meet up with Rebel Spike.

Shy leaned on the trunk and pouted. “Should have recorded our latest session. Or at least taken more pictures. Boo-hoo.”

Gradually bent over to show off her supple heart-shaped ass, Hugs peered back and winked. “Taken care of.” She recovered her own hidden phone and played the moment back on the screen. “Wanted some more of those sweet babes, you know? Especially my groovy Goddess~” She straddled Shy's lap and traded a kiss as they watched a high-quality video play out.

The cab sped off with no particular destination in mind, as Beatrix noted they wanted the scenic route, like they were tourists. They had a few hours left to kill, and took in the dense flora that had started to wind its way around the buildings.

With the return of magic, no doubt the world around them would continue to rapidly evolve...