After some time spent staring at the ground, trying to remember how to form words while listening to Jasmine speak in what must have been a foreign language, the drunken girl finally gave up on all that and let her eyes wander. Their course took them across the other three women a few times, almost as if attempting to determine if they were part of some grand conspiracy, before eventually settling on Jasmine, who was speaking at the time. From there, her field of view quickly centered on the faerie's breasts as she narrowed her eyes at the sight of them slightly jiggling as the faerie spoke.
Without a word, Tamonten's hand reached forward and grabbed a handful of Jasmine's bosom, much as she had earlier when the woman had been unconscious. Her other hand grabbed her own breast through her clothing. She sat in silence for several seconds as she shamelessly squeezed and molested the priestess's breastflesh in full view of the other two. "
It isn't fair," she finally announced to everybody who was watching, as soon as she had recalled how to form words. "
Mine aren't even jugs," she lamented aloud, before removing both of her hands in order to pull her top off and motion to her own chest. "
They're more like cups... or vases... or..." she trailed off, forgetting where she was going with that particular subject.
With a sudden burst of motion, she grabbed the faerie's soft orbs, one in each hand, and began to roughly fondle them. "
But you have these giant tits. No, these are too big to be tits. They're like pelicans!" The drunk human gave a particularly firm squeeze at her exclamation. "
And you just walk around all day, all graceful, all nude... All sexy and stuff. And you swing those hips, I don't even have hips, these aren't hips." She pouted. "
And these things are gigantic! It's not fair! You should have back problems or something, walking around all day without clothes or any sort of support!" her mood swung again, accompanied by an enthusiastically continued molestation of the woman. "
This body is so lewd and so offensive to women like me that it needs to be punished!" Tamonten exclaimed as she let go of the faerie's breasts, only to grab Jasmine and yank her, twirling the fae woman in the process, so that the green flesh of her back pressed into the topless woman's chest. Then, without missing a beat, the swordswoman hooked her arms underneath the priestess's and continued to molest her much as she had before.
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The drunk swordswoman had all but ignored the other two as she pinched and squeezed at Jasmine. It took them quite a bit of effort simply to take her attention off of molesting the shapely faerie. When they finally did, however, her alcohol-fueled rampage wasn't even near over, instead they had only succeeded in giving her a new target.
The pale-skinned mortal's attention had settled on Krig, next, although her eyes didn't immediately go for the woman's perfect, soft mounds. The fox-girl's face was all that she cared to focus on for the moment. Tamonten's face lit up like a beacon and her tail, in an emulation of not more than half an hour prior, coiled around her leg. The blushing girl giggled drunkenly as she took in Kringlicsly's features. She let go of Jasmine without thinking about it – not that she was thinking about much – and approached the kitsune.
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Hehe, these are neat," she started, as her hands groped at the fox-like ears. She began to rub them between her thumbs and forefingers, like one might with a cat. "
Hey, do you feel it when I do this?" she asked as she stood on her tiptoes in order to enclose her mouth around part of one of Krig's ears and suckled at it. "
Or how 'bout this?" The girl mumbled around the ear in her mouth as her pale hand dived to stroke at the fluffy fox tail, although her version of stroking the tail was very, very lewd in nature.
The molestation of her kitsune lover's animal-like ears and tail stopped as the swordswoman's eyes wandered to her hair. She let go of the other woman's parts and pouted. "
Your hair is so pretty. I wish I could do something with this, white is so boring." she flipped her own hair, showing off the milky white locks. But, in the end, her examination didn't last too long before her eyes wandered to the fox-girl's chest.
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Aw, even Krig's are bigger than mine," she sulked as her hand leapt out towards the fox-girl's breast to give it much the same treatment as she had given Jasmine. Her mood suddenly swung in entirely the opposite direction as she continued, though that didn't stop her molestation of the spirit wielder. "
But you're still okay in my book, 'cause you're cute and I love you," she giggled. "
I guess I'm not supposed to love because of the demon and stuff, might hurt somebody I care about or something," she continued drunkenly. "
Well I say screw him! He isn't even a real demon, he lives in an arm. At least live in a basement, or an attic, or a cellar, or under a bed or something. What kind of self-respecting demon squats in someone's limbs!?"
At some point during her ranting, the swordswoman had pulled Krig in close to her, similarly to how she had grabbed Jasmine not long earlier, and begun to absentmindedly fondle one of the woman's breasts with her pale hand even as she spoke. "
And it's always dear child this or dear child that. I'm not his child! My parents were awesome and he's just some lame arm demon!"
Tamonten looked ready to continue for a few moments, but stopped suddenly as she looked at the kitsune she was molesting. "
So nice and soft. Let's do dirty things, Krig, I don't care who's watching," she announced, regardless of the foxgirl's say on the matter, as her free hand grabbed at the woman's other breast in order to join its pale partner in crime.
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Eventually, perhaps by virtue of the plant being the only one unmolested to that point, Tamonten's attention turned on Petunia. And yet, for some reason her body wouldn't allow her to let go of Krig, so she simply dragged the foxgirl with her on her approach to the plant, playing with her breasts the entire way. "
And you!" She addressed the alraune. "
Don't think you're getting out of this just 'cause you cum maple syrup. Why do you need bigger tits than I do!?" The swordswoman demanded of the diplomat, as if she would have some answer for it. "
Don't you understand that when you have such huge boobs, it takes some away from the rest of us? It's the law of averages! Average breasts! You've stolen some of my potential boobage!"
The swordswoman grabbed at Petunia, while still managing to hold onto Krig, and wrapped her arms around both in order to massage their orbs at the same time. "
I'll punish all three of you for this!" Tamonten announced maniacally, fiercely groping the two in the process.
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In the end, one thing had led to another and after a healthy groping of the fox-girl, alraune, and faerie, a bit of pollen had been exchanged between Petunia and Krig. Tamonten, obviously in the purposes of justice, ended up giving Petunia a spanking while Jasmine took some liberties with the violently aroused kitsune. It was hardly the swordswoman's fault that while administering the spanking she, herself, had become aroused and managed to sprout no less than three cocks, the third from her tail. It was only fair that she make the three other women take care of what they had caused her. At least, it wasn't her fault and it was fair in the drunk girl's mind.
