The Adventures of Team 9 Catering ~ Phantasm
by Cyberchao X

Disclaimer: I make no claims; therefore I disclaim.

CCX: About effing time I redid this chapter for an M rating.

Chapter ➂

"I'm surprised that Cirno-chan okayed this team," Wriggle Nightbug said. "Not that I'm complaining."

"Well, she said that I'd get to go, and Mystia-chan insisted that this was your sale and that you were a must, and of course Chen-chen has to drive the cart…"

"But why is that?"

"I dunno. Something to do with being a cat."

"I thought that was wheelbarrows." (A/N: It's some sort of Japanese pun; ZUN himself used it when characterizing Orin.) "Well, it's nice being away from their bickering for once."

"Ha, yeah…"

Yamame and Yuugi greeted them at the entrance to the Underground. Yuugi was far more controlled than her fellow oni, Suika Ibuki, though no less drunk. Wriggle had never understood why Suika never really seemed to build up the tolerance to alcohol that most oni appeared to have. The duo showed the caterers in. "So glad you made it here in time," Yamame said, wrapping an arm around her girlfriend and pulling her close. "And don't you worry about your uniform," she whispered, "I've got something perfect for you to wear at the party."

Wriggle smiled. One of the perks of dating Yamame was that she always got fashionable clothing, and better still it usually removed any doubts anyone had about her femininity. "I can hardly wait."

"I'm surprised Parsee-san hasn't figured out what you guys are doing," Wriggle observed, as they continued to unload the cart.

"Yeah, this is going to be quite the party," Rumia agreed.

Yuugi replied, "It really isn't. Just a few friends from the Underground and the curse goddess and this weird girl who showed up as soon as she heard there was a surprise party going on."

Wriggle and Rumia took a glance at each other and immediately agreed. "Kogasa."

"Is that the sound of a party going on that I wasn't invited to? I'm jealous," Parsee said, wandering down towards the party. The passing of Chen and Rumia over the bridge in their cart sealed it, and she set off, only to immediately be set upon by a large umbrella and a girl's voice yelling "SURPRISE!", followed by other, more familiar voices saying the same thing. "Wh-what's all this? Why wasn't I told that there was going to be a party today?"

"Because that's not how surprise parties work, Parsee-moto! The guest of honor is always the last to know."

"You…threw me a party?"

"Have you forgotten that today is your birthday? Parsee-moto, you can be so hopeless sometimes…Yeah, I was the one who decided to throw a party for you, and Yama-moto helped put it together, even recruited little Wriggle-chan and her friends to help set up."

"…Thank you, Yuugi-san…"

"Cheer up, Parsee-chan. You're supposed to be happy today!"

"H-Hina-chan? You're here too? Oh my…" The bridge guardian girl started to go weak. Hina quickly caught her.

"Should I be insulted by that reaction?" asked the curse goddess, but her tone of voice suggested that she was teasing.

"N-no, not at all…Hina-chan…um…"

"Yes, I think I know what you want." Much to the surprise of everyone in the room, Hina took Parsee's lips and enveloped them with her own, giving the bridge princess a brand new experience. "Way to go imōto!" Yuugi cried out. (A/N:This is just part of my characterization of Yuugi, calling her closest friends "sisters"—but of course using the word for "little sister", because she's the Cool Big Sis)

Parsee blushed and pushed away when she realized they had an audience. "Later," she whispered.

Meanwhile, Yamame was dragging a not-fully dressed Wriggle down the hall as the younger girl tried to button her blouse on the move. "Okay, what did we miss?" she asked.

"Oh, nothing much compared to what you two were up to," someone, one of the other denizens of the Underground, replied.

"We weren't up to anything at the time," Wriggle refuted, "I was just changing out of my work uniform. I'm also with the company that catered this shindig as well as being a guest at this particular event. Wriggle Nightbug," she said, now fully composed, pulling a business card out of her handbag, "our card."

Team 9 Catering
Cirno, President and CEO
Mystia Lorelei, Founder and COO
Daiyousei, Senior Adviser
Wriggle Nightbug, CFO
Rumia Yagami
Chen Yakumo

"Ah…Karlas Kreutzschif. My…my apologies for insinuating that you were doing anything dirty, Miss Nightbug."

"That's perfectly understandable, Kreutzschif-san," the name felt awkward to Wriggle, making it even harder for her not to giggle, "it's nothing we weren't probably going to do after the party anyway. So anyway, what happened?"

"Well, Miss Parsee got her surprise party, got a bit weak-kneed when she saw that this woman from the surface had come, and then the two started making out."

"Really? I did not expect that."

"I did," Yamame said, "it's been pretty obvious that they have a thing for each other. Parsee-san's just too shy to say anything, and Hina-san thinks her shyness is so cute that she hadn't made any moves."

"Hm, I guess you'd know better than me, Miss Yamame," Karlas said. "Because all of us were stunned—even Yuugi was taken by surprise at first, though she recovered quickly."

"And then she started cheering them on, which is what brought us out."

"Yeah, pretty much. Then again, this is a pretty big thing—as far as I know, that was Miss Parsee's first kiss. And her second, and her third, and her fourth…"

"Good thing we've already got a party in her honor, or else we'd have to throw one for her," Yamame said.

"Well, it was nice meeting you, Miss Nightbug. The rumors don't do you justice!"

"Uh…thanks." She turned to her girlfriend. "Rumors?"

"A lot of people here just know that I'm dating a girl who is a bit younger than me, and naturally, I get accused of being a lolicon. So when he says that the rumors don't do you justice, he's complimenting you on how mature you look."

"Your handiwork as much as mine."

"You give me too much credit. I make the clothes to fit your body; you make them beautiful, not the other way around." Wriggle gave a little blush, and Yamame couldn't help but giggle as the younger girl held herself with great confidence for the rest of the night, looking very much the grown woman, if still a bit flat up top.

"So, gorgeous, ready to unwrap your present?" Hina removed her dress, revealing that she was wearing many more ribbons than usual, many of them overlapping.

Parsee grinned—Hina knew just how to appeal to her playful side. She began to remove the ribbons, uncovering more and more of the curse goddess. Parsee blushed as Hina's breasts became unbound. "So big...I'm jealous."

"Well, I can't help you with that, Parsee-chan...but I can do the next best thing. They're yours to do whatever you want with tonight." Before long there were no ribbons at all covering Hina, only thigh-high stockings and boots.

Parsee somewhat tentatively went back to toying around with Hina's breasts, leading the curse goddess to wonder if maybe things would go smoother if she took control, and started sucking on Parsee's ear. "Eh...Hina-chan..."

"Now, now, that's not how you do it at all!" She forcibly stripped Parsee. "You're really quite lovely; Parsee-chan; I don't see why you can't see that."

"Ha...I'm nothing compared to you, Hina-chan, with your long teal hair and your big bouncy breasts..."

"They're not really that big...and besides, you're still more beautiful than I am!"

She began stroking the bridge princess, first gently, then a bit more vigorously, massaging the small breasts and sucking on them...Parsee's typical moodiness began to dissipate, unsurprising because Parsee's special abilities were subject to Hina's. "Ah...oh, Hina-chan!"

"How's that? Is it satisfactory?" Hina wrapped her legs around Parsee, grinding her body up against that of the bridge princess. "It feels so good, Parsee-chan... You wouldn't disappoint me, would you?"

"Never, Hina-chan!" Instinct took over, guiding Parsee to try to please Hina, arouse her, excite her...but of course, when your entire world is based around being in a constant state of jealousy, the universe will conspire to give you reasons to. Hina did come eventually, but not until long after Parsee had. "So jealous."

CCX: Somehow, I don't feel like that was long enough to warrant the Phantasm...so why not keep this chapter going?

"Wow...it's getting pretty late," Wriggle said.

"Far too late for you to be going back to work," Yamame agreed. "Why don't you stick around and we can actually do what we were accused of?"

Wriggle smiled. "I like the way you think, Yama-chan." They'd barely even entered Yamame's home when they both got undressed. While Yamame was generally larger than Wriggle, the two girls had similar shapes—small-busted (though Wriggle was pretty much completely flat), but very wide hips. A biologist might suggest that this is somehow related to the large abdomens possessed by both insects and arachnids, but real-world biology has little place in Gensokyo. What ensued was...kinky, to say the least.

Wriggle had long since gotten used to being webbed up during foreplay; she'd actually come to like it. The silk felt nice on her skin, and she swore that her skin was actually healthier because of the regular webbings, though Yamame insisted that that shouldn't be the case. Wriggle allowed her arms to be bound to her sides; her legs tied together; most of her body was covered in webs, save for her head, which was left free, and her breasts, which were covered by Yamame's hands instead, receiving much TLC under the legend that this would help them grow. Wriggle wriggled about in her cocoon, reacting to Yamame's touch; oh, how wonderful it felt. She often wished she could show Yamame what it was like to be on the receiving end, but she didn't mind the bondage at all. Not when she was being tied up with spider silk.

But now was not the time for a full-body wrap anymore. Yamame began working from the center of Wriggle's chest, lowering the "neckline" until it plunged to her upper thighs, revealing the firefly girl's nethers. Wriggle trembled as Yamame pressed her lips to the opening, sucking on it as her hands still cradled Wriggle's nonexistent breasts...

CCX: It's strange; due to the non-mammalian origins of these two girls, I can't help but hesitate. Are their "parts" still the same as ours, as would be expected given their humanoid forms, or are there still differences? Well, I'll just treat it as if it were a normal yuri scene.

Yamame's tongue reaching inside her, oh, it's so wonderful, "Yamame!"

"Sure thing, Wriggle-chan; it's your turn to please me." Yamame freed Wriggle's arms and legs, though Wriggle chose not to discard the silk completely. Furiously nipping at Yamame's chest, she playfully nuzzled the girl's chin with her antennae...the height difference lined them up perfectly.

And yet...hmm, maybe there was a way Wriggle could convey just what that sticky webbing felt like. She covered her hand in the excess webbing, then put two fingers in, teasing at Yamame's sex...it seemed to be working; Yamame was shuddering more than usual. "You see what I mean?"

"Ah, Wriggle-chan! That's...that's really weird! I've never had my silk used against me like that!"

"Now you know how nice it feels!"

"Ah, Wriggle-chan...you're so amazing..."

Wriggle giggled. "Thanks, Yama-chan!"

CCX: I think that worked.