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

While the riots continued, many civilians managed to evacuate the area through the efforts of B.A.B.E, S.L.U.T, and even the warring gang members. With the last person fleeing into the exit route, it was time to call for a retreat. The Komodos and Halloween Party members stayed behind to fend off the military police while the factions escaped, avoiding the falling debris of burnt buildings that vomited up smoke.

In her spaceship form, Kitsune guided her sister, Beatrix, and Oona deeper into the slums of downtown. Many vehicles, hover tanks, and choppers were left in molten, bubbling ruins.

“Gurgh! That was a total fuckfest! And not the fun kind,” Wispy proclaimed, trying to settle her heavy breaths.

“I’ll say,” agreed Beatrix, who helped clean off the soot and sweat staining her and her lover’s bodies. “Should have known President Spike would have reacted with lethal aggression…”

Wispy replied, “Well, what did you expect!? Sixth Measure showcased some damning evidence against his company. No shit, he pushed the ‘fuck everyone’ button!”

“Ah suspected as much,” Lady Ewe confessed. “It’s no wonder Varys so easily manipulated him…”

“Guys, c’mon!” Eclipsed stepped in, turning to her fellow vigilantes. “Pointing fingers isn’t going to help save people! But, we can’t let our feelings get in the way of doing what’s right! Because, unlike those rogues, we’re not murderers!”

“Maybe not you,” Wipsy hissed, crossing her arms. “But we’re bonafide killing machines! Or have you forgotten that?”

“We have a lot of blood on our hands,” agreed Kitsune, whose voice echoed through the speaker.

“That's not what I meant,” sighed Eclipsed, showing a sympathetic frown. “You were made to be killers, sure. But that’s all the more reason to start anew! You're like the older sisters I never had! You and our fans are the world to me! And together, I know we can make a difference.”

Both Wispy and Kitsune said nothing but were deeply touched by the pop diva’s devotion. They remained in the air before lowering into a junkyard. Crushed vehicles were stacked in piles, as were heaps of balled-up scrap.

“I hope S.L.U.T and the others made it out alright,” Beatrix said, staring off to the distant smoke that spread over the morning skies, dawn starting to break over the city.

After she let her riders out and transmuted back, Kitsune’s ears flicked up at the sound of accelerating motors, hand grasping for her beam saber. And, not too long after, the Komodo’s rode into the area, with the rival girl band in tow. Carrion swooped down to lock her arms around Eclipsed Heart. “Thank god you girls are alright!”

“Y-you too!” The pop princess reciprocated. Her bandmates eased up as the reptoids unmounted their hoverbikes and motorcycles. Five prominent members approached the group: the red raptor with feathers, the pink salamander, the plum-colored reptoid, and Obrya’s boyfriend, who carried the serpentress in his large arms.

“H-hey! Thanks for covering our butts back there!” Beatrix said with a sincere grin while offering her hand to the crimson raptor.

The raptor’s snout curled at the side, shrugging his shoulders. “Eh! Nothing to it, toots. Gotta protect our turf and everyone in it. Name’s Raff, head honcho of the Komodo clan,” he introduced himself, accepting the handshake.

“My name’s Cindi,” said the hot pink salamander, coiling her arm around her boyfriend’s. “You'll be safe so long as you ride with us~!”

“And so long as you don’t do anything stupid,” the frilled reptoid sneered. “That dirty son of bitch, Spike, gives us reptiles a bad name! I‘m Cress, by the way.”

“And I’m Cammi!” A yellow chameleon girl giggled, bouncing around excitedly. “It’s nice to meet you~!” She shot out her tongue to give Oona’s cheek a long slurp, making her shudder and go red-faced.

“P-please refrain from licking me!” She asked politely, trying to clean off the slobber.

“Sorry~!”

“And you already know Dillon,” Raff said, pointing to the alligator man, who simply gave a nod of his head. Then, changing his tone, he asked, “How’s everyone holdin’ up?”

“Could be better,” Carrion answered, her arms and metallic wings folded. “Not exactly the concert we were hoping for…”

“I don’t know about you, but I had fun~!” Obrya said cheerfully, stroking her lover’s torso.

“Yeah, well, our venue is totally trashed,” Riptide Ruth grumbled, using a controller to manipulate her drones. “If you ask me, none of this would have happened if that prissy boyband hadn’t-”

“Save your asses and expose the president as the scumbag that he is? Uh, You’re welcome!”

Everyone turned to see Tenor standing under the street light. Wispy and Kitsune instantly drew their weapons while the gang of lizard people snarled. He held up his arms while he cautiously approached, saying, “Whoa! H-Hey!! I’m on your side!!!”

“You’re on our turf,” Raff reminded, sharpening his elongated toe-claws along the pavement. “And we don’t exactly like you or your brothers. So beat it before I rip off that face of yours, pretty boy!”

“No!” Eclipse interrupted, stepping in front of the crimson raptor. “No one’s killing anyone!”

“How do we know those slags didn’t follow you?” Ruth asked, showing her rows of sharp teeth. “They’ve got cameras everywhere!”

“Oh, please,” the young debonair boy waved off. “We’ve been redirecting Spike’s security for a while now. Why else have we been able to show up without his goons tracking our location?”

Tenor gave a cocky smirk before pointing up. And, as if on cue, hexagonal shapes blinked in the sky before revealing their hover ship.

“Sweet lucid dreams,” Oona exclaimed. “Ah didn’t think th' city would advance far enough tae develop cloakin' technology!”

“Well, it helps avoid that pesky paparazzi~!”

“Impressive,” Kitsune admitted, powering down her plasma sword. “So, why are you here? Where are your brothers?”

“We’re up here,” a voice echoed as a private drone carrying an electronic screen descended down towards Tenor. Bass and Alto were displayed, one wearing a cast around his arm. “We want to apologize for the trouble we caused.”

“Bass!! H-hey!” Eclipse exclaimed, pushing her way past her friends to see him with large soulful eyes and blushing cheeks.

“Yeesh! I’ve seen thirsty dames before, but she’s parched!” Cress noted, earning a couple of snickers.

“Hey there,” the eldest brother greeted with a smile. “You’re not hurt, are you?”

“Y-yeah, I’m–”

“She’s fine!” Wispy hissed, pushing the diva away from the drone. “You’ve got a lot of nerve asking forgiveness after showing off that deplorable footage and causing a ruckus!”

“Hey, it's not like that,” Alto butted in. “You think we wanted to spread our message with a borderline snuff film? That ain’t our style, sweetheart!”

“Sae then, why did ye?” Oona asked, who was still skeptical as her honey-brown eyes stared hard at Bass’s injured arm, recalling the scales that shimmered under running water.

“It was our mother’s idea,” Tenor confessed. “As much as we detest Spike and all he’s done, we care more about giving people a cleaner environment. We really just wanna make good music!”

“But mom’s been very adamant about shutting down Spike’s whole operation,” Bass said with pursed lips. “Our protests lately have been less fun and more… assertive.”

“So, to show you that we mean well and that we’re sorry for the collateral damage, sales of our next concert will go straight into rebuilding S.L.U.T’s venue.”

“Wait, are you serious!?” Ruth asked, eyes widened.

“You would do that for us?” Carrion echoed while Obrya jumped out of Dillon’s arms to pull her girls into an excited hug. “Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh~!!!”

“That’s very generous of you!” Beatrix noted while nudging her wooly lover. “See? They’re not so bad~!”

“A’m sure they mean well,” Oona whispered cautiously. “But not e'erything is as it seems. Sixth Measure is hidin' somethin', Ah can feel it!”

Through her enhanced hearing, Wispy picked that up and narrowed her eyes at the monitor. Then, she approached the debonairs boys and said, “Answer me this then. Where did you get that footage from?”

Her question made them silent for a brief moment before Bass hesitantly answered, “We… burnt it off a disk from an old abandoned warehouse.”

“Just a couple blocks down from here. On Metro road,” Tenor pointed down the road.

Alto finally concluded with, “And if the video's anything to go by, it’s one of Varys’ old laboratories. A lot of his gadgets and failed experiments are still there…”

Upon hearing the address, Kitsune’s eyes became pinpoints, clutching at her temple and swaying on her clawed feet. “That place... sounds so familiar,” she murmured. Wispy and Eclipsed rushed to support her as faint memories flashed by. “A mission we undertook...somewhere close by...?”

“Yeah, I remember something on Metro road, too,” said Wispy, who wrinkled her brow.

“Maybe we should investigate,” Eclipsed suggested, hugging her friends tightly while shifting focus back to the monitor. “Bass, will you help us out?”

The lead singer shook his head. “Wish we could Eclipsed. But mom’s ordered us not to go anywhere while she’s out. We also have to hold our promise to Spike.”

He met the pop princess' neon pink eyes, who used her hands to make a heart shape over her chest and cast him her most innocent, needy look. His cheeks blushed, a small smile spreading his features. “Buuuut… If you want, you could come aboard and chill with us for awhile?”

Wispy, Kitsune, and Tenor all exclaimed, “What!?”

“YES~!!” The smitten popstar agreed, bouncing on the spot.

“Bass, you know we’re not supposed to allow visitors on the ship!” The youngest singer protested.

“Aww, don’t tell me you're a bunch of mama’s boys now, are you?” Raff teased them, earning a couple of snickers from his friends and a harsh glare from Tenor.

Beatrix stepped in and said, “I don't know about everyone else, but I could use some rest! All those spells I cast really drain me dry! And I wouldn’t mind another special tour around the ship~!”

“Ceann Oga!”

“We could do a double date,” Alto suggested, eying the witch with interest.

“Alto!!”

“Whaaat, it’s gonna be boring up here by ourselves! Don’t we deserve a little company to help distract from this bullshit?”

Tenor slapped his head into his hands. “Ugh! We don’t have time for this!”

“Oh, I think you do!” Wispy stepped in and butted the witch out of the way. “Drop anchor, boys! We’re coming up!”

“Heeey!” Beatrix pouted. “I wanted to-”

“Sorry, Bea. Not this time.” The nekomata teased, hands on her wide hips, her crimson catsuit highlighting her curvature. “I know his type, and, no offense, but you make it way too easy for him! Someone’s gotta keep the princess in check, and I don’t put out so easily!”

The witch folded her arms and grumbled, her expression souring.

“Imoto, are you sure about this?” Kitsune asked with a raised brow. “I thought you said Sixth Measure were nothing more than overrated eye candy?”

“Oh, they are,” she snickered before leaning close to whisper in her ear. “But according to Oona, they’ve got their own little secret. And I wanna see if they’ve got more dirt on the president.”

“Hmmm… it could prove useful,” the vixen nodded.

“Besides,” Wispy turned back to the boys, stretching out her limbs to better provide Alto with more alluring angles of her body to gawk over, from her ample butt to jiggling breasts. “I’m sure you’d appreciate a real challenge, yeah~?”

Alto chuckled and replied, “Honey, we’re gonna trash the entire ship before the sun’s even up. Trust me~!”

“Ugh, you’re both so gullible,” Tenor groaned.

“Alright, great! We’ll see you in five,” Bass said with excitement, cutting the video feed as the drone returned to the ship.

“But what about me?!” Whined Beatrix.

“You should look after yerself,” Oona suggested, rubbing her hand while looking at Kitsune. “A'll accompany ye tae th' warehouse.”

“Much appreciated. Thank you, Lady Ewe,” said the fox woman, bowing her head.

“You could always hang with us,” Raff offered, digging out his teeth with a toothpick. “Our hideout’s not far from here, and S.L.U.T’s gonna need a place to stay until their venue is restored.”

“Hell yeah!” Encouraged Carrion, wrapping a metal wing around the witch. “Come with us, and we can have a full-on lesbo session! Sounds hot, right~?”

“I-It does... Yaah~!!” She squeaked, feeling the metal harpy take a squeeze at her ass. And while the edgy band still intimidated her, she couldn’t deny the thrill that shot up her spine. “I wouldn’t mind letting these lizards help warm me up… if you don’t mind~?”

“So insatiable,” Oona sighed with a playful roll of her eyes.

“Not at all,” Cindi purred. “Raff and I love sharing partners, don’t we~?”

The raptor eyed the witch with lustful green eyes. Her voluptuous form and heavy tits clad in her tight outfit made him lap his chops. “Mmm, while I prefer my ladies with scales, I can't deny you've gotta cute bubble butt begging to be popped~!”

“Ooh! Actually, I do have this alchemy potion I wanted to try!” Beatrix whipped out the bubble-filled bottle of liquid from her cape folds and drank down the colorful contents with a small burp. “It’ll take a while for the effects to kick in, but by then, I’ll hopefully be to your liking~!”

“Sounds good,” the reptoid nodded before addressing his crew. “Alright, boys, hit the road. We’re heading home!”

The Komodo’s fist pumps the air before hopping back on their motorized vehicles. Obrya slithered up into Dillon’s arms, mashing her pendulous tits into his tough abs. “As much as I love propping my adoring fangirls, I've missed having your big fat cock, babe. I can’t wait to have you down my throat~.”

“I’ve missed you too,” the muscular lizard agreed, securing her waist before plopping down on his three-wheeled motorcycle.

“We’ll meet back here after we’ve concluded our search,” Kitsune said as she transmuted herself into liquid metal that solidified into a motorbike. “Hop aboard,” she offered Lady Ewe, who cautiously straddled the machine when it whirred to life in preparation to seek the warehouse.

“Just th' two ov us?” Oona swallowed. In truth, she was a tad weak herself after all the spells she weaved. But something told her this warehouse was substantial. Plus, she wanted to repay B.A.B.E. for the kindness they had shown.

“We can handle it,” assured Kitsune as her now mechanized voice rose from the bike before she raced down the road with her passenger.

“Be safe!” Beatrix called at them while waving her hand. Soon, the other bikes came to life, revving their motors as Raff pulled up by the witch’s side.

“Hop on!”

With a nod, she straddled her hips behind his, locking her arms around his waist before he sped up, nearly losing her hat. The rest of the lizards and S.L.U.T followed after him.

Not too long after, Sixth Measure’s ship lowered a platform to let Eclipsed, Wispy, and Tenar back aboard before reactivating cloak mode.

*****

Only when the warehouse crept into view did Kitsune’s memories become clearer. It only took her and Oona half an hour to find it within the unmarked territory. The bike burst through the fence doors and slid to a stop, allowing her rider to dismount with shaky limbs.

“Ah think next time, Ah would prefer somethin' a wee more safe tae ride on,” the shaman requested while calming her nerves.

“Duly noted,” said Kitsune, who shifted out of her vehicle mode and solidified back into a vixen. Both of them observed the dilapidated building. The exterior was decorated with graffiti art all over the doors and windows.

“I’ll take the lead,” the kunoichi insisted, drawing her beam saber, which flared to life with crimson energy that shimmered over her tall shapeliness. She carved into the double doors, which bubbled and melted, a hole cut in that she carefully stepped into, ears perked. Her irises glowed, adjusted to the darkness, where she was able to make out objects covered in a thick layer of dust.

Lady Ewe's dream catcher staff brimmed with magic that illuminated the darkness. She gasped at the tubes filled with half-human, half-creature hybrids; some of them cybernetically enhanced. And, while most were definitely adorned with Varys’ biomechanical signature, one deceased entity looked vastly different.

It floated lifelessly within its green liquid-filled chamber, a lamp highlighting its purple-ridden skin. A maw bigger than its head remained permanently open, endless rows of needle-like teeth spiraling down into its throat. Its transmutations looked like nothing constructed by the Vice Lord.

Oona approached the chemical-filled tank, stroking her chin in thought. “This technology. That creature... Could it be ov th' Eldritch..?!”

Lady Ewe recalled the alien race that chased Beatrix throughout the multiverse, determined to claim her as their dark messiah. Mindless extensions of the Demiurge that once controlled the Necronomicon.

Kitsune stroked a tube, those trapped within reduced to preserved corpses after their life support had expired. She closed her eyes, and silent tears ran down her furry cheeks. “We were here once,” she whispered to the dream shaman. “I think… this is where we were reborn!”

*****

Stolen neon signs adorned the tunnel walls as Beatrix ventured deeper into the tunnels. Contrary to what might be expected of a reptile-based biker gang, the Komodos hidden lair was cozy! Lounge furniture, a pool table under an overhead lamp, a minibar hosted by a bartender, and a surround-sound radio playing industrial dance music.

And, in no time at all, the reptoids began grinding up against each other. Seems that the riots riled them up as straight pairings, gay couples, and orgies broke out.

“Yeeeah, now it’s a party~!” Carrion cheered, having hooked up with a pair of gecko twins who were licking and kissing at her collarbone. Likewise, her hands were busy squeezing their curvy ass cheeks. Riptide Ruth attended to the band's equipment while taking a few drinks from the bar.

The witch yelped as Obrya and Dillon slammed right next to her, already intertwined as they kissed and made passionate love. Her tail coiled around him, securing his waist to her own to keep the alligator’s swollen fat member buried in her slit, which was visible when she peeled her lower scales aside. Not so different from human labia, albeit hotter, wetter, and tighter if Dillon’s groans and bellows were anything to go by!

“Mmm~! Sorry about that,” hissed out Obrya between kisses, her tongue locked with her boyfriend's as they rolled out of the way, the room shaken under their mad thrashes.

The tunnels began to get stuffy with the smell of musk. Watching all these horny lizards succumb to primal desire was driving the witch lustfully mad, her pussy thoroughly soaked and nipples poking out. Carrion was well into her pair of lovers, eating them out like it was her last meal on the planet. Both gecko twins moaned in appreciation, clasping the punk’s half-shaven mane.

Beatrix chewed on her lip. The experimental potion she had taken proved slow to react. Was it not potent enough to work in this world...?

“Yo, Beatrix,” Raff’s voice called out. She turned her head to see the Komodo leader on the couch, his amphibian mate sucking and bobbing her head on one of his erected black pillars. He motioned for her to come over with a knowing smirk. “Come get your fill~!”

“O-on my way~!” She giggled, walking over with a sway in her steps. Taking the opposite side of his thighs, the witch grasped around the throbbing cock, gingerly tracing the spiny underbelly. Beads of pre cum leaked out the pointed tip, which drew her mouth over to sample. Finding the taste somewhat zazzy, Beatrix began to service the raptor, drooling and slurping his shaft like a popsicle.

“Aa-aaah! Oh yeah, that’s what I’m talkin’ about~!” Murmured Raff as he placed a rough hand to shove Beatrix’s face into his crotch, making the witch gurgle on his cock. She could feel it pulsate deep down her throat. Once she found a rhythm, she and Cindi serviced the raptor with their combined suction. Moans muffled all over his cocks as their slobber dripped onto his leathery balls.

The witch made extra noise when she felt something tickle at her dripping hole. Raff’s feather-tipped tail was swishing around her crotch, the soft sensations making her tremble. Warmth enveloped her entire bottom…. Before a lizard tail of her own suddenly exploded out from above her buttocks, ripping part of her costume.

“Mmmgh~!!”

“Mmm!? Whoa,” Cindi said, popping off her lover’s cock in surprise. “Damn, that potion or whatever must be kickin in!”

Beatrix pulled off to look back at her newly formed tail, making it wiggle as she rolled her hips. Maybe her alchemy simply needed the right situation to activate in this world, as magic continued to strengthen here.

It was all thanks to her and Lady Ewe, who had helped their friends here reactivate the Elements of Harmony. Wispy recently discovered she was a nekomata, evidenced by the second tail that swished about her plush ass.

“Heyaah~!!” Beatrix cried out as Raff smacked his hand over her ass cheek, his talons digging into her supple flesh. “Cute trick,” the Komodo leader growled huskily, taking another smack of her wiggling rump. “I wanna see what the rest of you looks like~!”

With an excited giggle, Beatrix peeled away the rest of her clothes, spotting a few more light scales now adorning her curves. It didn’t take long for Raff to stand up and grope her, lapping at her erected nipples while shoving Beatrix against the pool table. She mewled, feeling his hot throbbing organs rub against her open mound, her legs spreading lightly once the crimson raptor splayed her across the table.

“Oh, you’re gonna get it bad,” chirped Cindi, who rolled onto the other side to get a better look at the newly mutated Beatrix, her plush rear up for grabs. A hot gasp was squeaked out when Cress took her invitation, hands molding her squishy cheeks while slapping his erecting cock against her heated wet pussy.

Raff stroked his double pair of pillars, poking at the witch’s slit and rectum. “You’re gonna learn, little witch,” he crowed. “Once you take a ride with a reptoid, you ain’t gonna want to go back~!”

“S-shut up and breed me already~!” Beatrix whined, trying to push back into his teasing thrusts until, finally, shoving both lizard dicks inside to spread her welcoming holes wide. She wailed loudly as the Komodo leader got to work, ravaging her tight insides with quick pummels. Not too far, Cindi joined the choir of ecstasy as her fellow lizard slammed into her backside.

It was pure debaucherous fuckfest down in the underground, and Beatrix loved it. She just hoped her friends and lover wouldn't mind if she took a little longer getting back!

*****

“Eeeeeeeh!” Eclipsed Heart chirped happily. “I’ve never been on a double date before~!”

“You’ve never been on a date, period!” Reminded Wispy, who smacked Alto away with her tails, preventing him from making any contact with her just yet.

“N-not true! There was that one boy… before I became a pop star,” she muttered, pouting her lips.

“Well, make yourself at home,” Tenor sighed with reluctance. “I’ll go get drinks. Lord knows I’m gonna need them.”

As one brother departed upstairs, the other two motioned for their dates to come and sit with them. Eclipsed felt her heart pitter-patter and her cheeks burn from being so close to her idol. Bass was also glowing red, hesitant to make a move or slide his good arm to pull her close. So the two sat together awkwardly while the other pair got a lot closer, the nekomata allowing herself to sit in Alto’s lap.

After a minute of toying with her thick neon pink ponytail, Eclipsed turned to the lead singer and asked, “So… how did Sixth Measure become a thing? Did you always plan to be a boyband?”

“Yeah, kinda,” Bass admitted with a chuckle. “We always knew we’d get into music, whether it be just playing instruments, singing, or mixing. Runs in our family!”

“Right! Because your mother’s a famous opera singer, yes?”

“One of the best in her time,” answered Alto, who slyly slid his hand up Wispy’s plush backside, earning another smack. “Oww~!”

“Told you I wouldn't make this easy,” she teased with a sultry tone. “C’mon, don’t you boys do anything else for fun?”

“Of course we do! There’s a lot more to us than just singing and dancing, sweetheart.” His brother gazed at him, shaking his head.

Wispy scoffed, rolling her eyes. “Oh really? Because so far, all you’ve done is try to pry me out of my suit.”

“Well, maybe if you took it off, I’d stop pestering~” he boldly suggested.

“Pft! You liar.”

The two continued to playfully berate the other while Bass and Eclipsed watched with amusement. “Poor Alto,” he chuckled. “At this rate, he’s gonna come out with more scratch marks than kisses!”

The pop princess giggled. “You must look after your brothers a lot, huh? Wispy and Kitsune do the same for me!”

“Yeah, our little diva can be a real handful sometimes,” Wispy teased back, sliding her thinly-clad, wide bottom onto her partner's lap and stroking his cheek with a nail. “But that’s why we love her~!”

“Mmm. We’re mostly career-focused,” admitted Bass. “Our work is supposed to help bring people together and really make this city shine! We didn't want it to turn out like this. I suppose it was a spark that would have been ignited eventually. But to think we had a hand in setting it off…”

“Doesn’t help that mother’s been so restrictive lately,” Tenor added, combing back with a tray of fruity beverages and cocktails. “Hardly feels like we have any freedom in our music…”

“That sounds terrible,” Eclipsed frowned, looking toward the eldest brother with pure empathy. “But surely, she has her reasons?”

“Spike’s a big one,” Bass said, a notable snarl to his lips. “They have history, though she won't say much about it. Something tells me it’s a lot more personal than just pollution and fascism…”

Alto grunted as the feline continued to press his buttons. “C’mon..! You sure I can’t tempt you with anything?”

Wispy instinctively bristled a tad but softened. “Mmm, there might be something…” She murmured. She hooked the zipper at the top of her crimson catsuit, slowly pulled it down until her breasts were so exposed they almost popped out, nipples barely concealed; her attire opened past her navel, where she stopped just before her labia. “You wanna pet this pussy so badly, bad boy? I'll need something in return~!”

She took his hand into hers, guiding it to brush over her bared belly, dangerously close to her heated mound. Her twin tails curled around his legs, her supple tits close to his face. He shivered as she gyrated her hips, the handsome, horny boy practically wrapped around her finger!

That was… until the edgy rocker gave a low sigh, pulling his hand away. “...you want the USB drive, right?”

His question caused Wipsy to stop, her eyes wide as she tried to save face and nervously quipped, “H-huh!? Err, w-what USB?”

Alto puffed his bright red locks away from his eyes, a frown on his face. “I’m not an idiot, you know. I can tell you're not interested. The only reason you’re even flirting with me is just to get your paws on our stuff against the president. Don’t have to play with my heart, girl…”

He gently pushed the confused cat woman off his lap, standing up. “Come, I’ll show you where it is.”

“No, you will not!” Tenor protested, blocking his brother from downstairs. “That isn’t just yours to give!”

“Why, because mom said so? We're gonna do everything she says? Fuck, those lizards were right. We're just a bunch of mama's boys with no spine!"

"Alto, calm down!" Bass insisted.

"No, I will not come down! I'm getting rid of that stupid drive! All it's done is make things worse for them and us! We don't need it!”

The two brothers held a staredown before Alto shoved past his younger brother, descending down the stairwell. Zipping up her suit, Wipsy quickly followed after him, a saddened look on her face about the sudden outburst.

“You know what, fuck it! Alto can explain to mom why we're missing the drive then. I’m done being her verbal punching bag,” the yellow-haired singer sobbed, stomping back into the kitchen.

This left the two lead singers alone on the couch, Bass letting out a troubled sigh.

“Do they often fight like that..?” Eclipsed gently asked.

He nodded. “Hard to get along with everything else going on. We’re supposed to act like a family, but half the time, it's a civil war…”

He felt her hand pull his face back towards her, tangerine eyes mirroring in her soulful orbs. Eclipsed shuffled closer and said, “I’m sure you make things work. And if you need anything, I’d… I’ll do the best I can to help you!”

This brought a smile back onto his face. “Th-thanks…”

They continued to stare into each other’s eyes before their mouths slowly connected. It was a short kiss at first. Then it grew wetter, more passionate. Eclipsed Heart straddled on top of him, wrapping her arms around Bass’s broad shoulders, pressing her body into his while minding his arm.

The pair made out like this until Eclipsed pulled away with heavy breaths. Then, quietly, she confessed to her date, “I'm...I'm still a virgin. Like Wispy said, I've never been on a date before. Never found the time. I've always been focused on my career and my fans.”

Bass gave a cheeky smile before cupping holding his date's hand. “We don't have to do anything but sit here,” he assured her. “I don't want you to feel pressured, nor do I want to rush. Actually, I'd like you to meet our mother when you're able.”

“I'd like that,” she said, smiling sweetly. Shuffling around, she laid her head on his shoulder until she was nice and cozy. But their romantic mood was ruined the moment he clicked the remote, and the news feed appeared on the big plasma screen above. Their faces fell, images of the riot flashed across the screen as the senseless violence continued.

The streets were ablaze. The Halloween Party continued to make a stand against the militarized police. Eclipsed felt a pang of guilt, convinced they were partially responsible for all this.

How many had been injured or killed in the war zone...? She pressed closer to her date and turned away from the chaos...

*****

...while President Spike's eyes were glued to the anarchy on his monitors. Rarity open moaned, currently being railed over the desk. He repeatedly stretched her lower holes while Sassy and Coco were slumped nude on the floor, fucked silly into unconsciousness. Perspiration lined their curves. Abandoned on their sides, their heart-shaped, spanked red asses pointed towards them. Goo dripped from their well-used pink orifices, left to pant and moan in their slumber after he finished with them.

“M-My dear nngaah~! It’s almost...time,” murmured Rarity, her face burning while she was taken. She had hastily made him some new clothes for his upcoming dinner date since he continued to bulk up. “Spike dear...don't let your greed control you...ah,” she mewled.

“I won't,” he assured her and landed a particularly hard, loud, and possessive swat on her wobbly asscheeks.

Her asshole and pussy seized down on his shafts when she squealed and squirted on him. His own dicks expanded, her ridges able to tickle every last inch of her moist crevices, left to drag over her spongy g-spot. He fired into her bowels and womb, his third cock rubbing over her clit as it too sprayed on her belly. His tail spanked her suspended tits and coiled around them.

When he finished, he dropped her onto the desk, her mascara runny while she huffed and drooled. He dragged his shafts over her reddened buttocks to clean them, then released more smoke from his nostrils in celebration. She sank onto the floor beside his other secretaries, her own love holes left to ooze out his seed, marked and claimed by the half-dragon.

Somehow he still wasn't entirely satisfied, so rather than fuck his sleeping lovers, he changed some of the monitors to pick up several random porn channels. He stroked himself to a pair of buxom twins taken by a band of dark-skinned men. They were roughly passed between them, spit-roasted and treated like meat. But wasn't everyone ultimately a commodity these days?

Everyone had a price, no matter how much they wanted to pretend otherwise!

“A dinner date with Mezzo, huh? Maybe I'll make her mine too,” he muttered to himself with a slow, lusty lick of his chops.