Revons Plus Grand

Or,
The PSGeorgette Archives

By Jo-Ryan Salazar

Chapter 1:

Alexandrie, Alexandra

Petersburg, Orussia, circa 1944. A recent break in the war between the women, the Witches of the 502nd Joint Fighter Wing and the antagonists of humanity, the Neuroi, had taken place, allowing the presumptive victors to catch their breath and settle down for the time being. There were no Brave Witches in the air training, or even doing exercises on the ground. Most of the members had been given authorization to return to their families in their native homelands to recover before being summoned for the next campaign which would come months down the road.

There were a few people that remained on base to at least ensure the premises were intact and in respective condition, maintained from the elements of nature and the passage of time. Two young women in the springtime of their youth had found their own peace of mind in each other and were currently busy fixing the quarters for visitors who would use it as a temporary guesthome before the Witches needed to use them again for campaigns and operations of note. A couple of hands formerly of the now-disbanded 501st Joint Fighter Wing fell in to assist in some facility expansions.

"Miss Shimohara?" asked Georgette Lemare while sweeping the floor.

"What is it, Jose?" asked Sadako Shimohara. "And I have decided that starting today, you can call me Sadako any time you like."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. I've come to know you this far. I am fine with it. So yeah, go for it Jose!"

She shrugged. "Well, to the point. Sadako...have you ever visited Paris?"

"Paris? Oh, I do know that at least one from the 501st have seen it."

"Perrine has and a few others I know have been there too. I have been there as well. After Gallia was liberated, the city looks better now than was what it was before the invasion. I want to come back and visit Paris one day, but work is work, you know?"

She smirked like a brazen man. "Jose, when you're with me, work can never be boring."

"Oh Sadako, not now, it's morning! We just started work today!"

She laughed. "Ah, well, even with the operations done for, a witch's work is never done."

"Stop dawdling around and keep folding! This is so unbecoming of you!" Georgette closed an eye, showing Sadako the evil eye as she responded with a drop of sweat on her head. It was a mask. Georgette smiled and so did Sadako as the two of them continued to housekeep the chamber they were working on...

...until the door slammed open, startling both of them from behind. "Good morning!" exclaimed Flying Officer Waltrud Krupinski.

"Countess! At least open the door properly before you enter!" Georgette exclaimed, pouting.

"I'm sorry, forgive me, it is because I have news to tell you."

"News?" Sadako asked.

"We have finished the construction of a new, massive chamber down the hall. Do you want to follow me? It seems you are done fixing this room."

"Uh, sure," said Sadako. "Jose?"

"Coming!" The two of them followed Flying Officer Krupinski down the hall into a space not seen before at the base.

"Both of you," said Flying Officer Krupinski. "I want to introduce a couple of people you may not have met. They are formerly of the 501st Joint Fighter Win but they wanted to help in improving the base. Both of you, introduce yourselves!"

"Good morning, I am Flight Lieutenant Charlotte E. Yeager from Liberion. Call me Shirley," she said. "This is my assistant."

"Buon giorno! I am Pilot Officer Francesca Lucchini from Romagna," said Francesca. "I am Shirley's assistant!"

"We asked Flight Officer Krupinski if we could integrate some newly-discovered technology and use this base to test it out. As a result, we made a brand new room for Witches to use."

"And," the Countess added, "we are having both of you test this new place out."

"Us?" Sadako asked, mouth twitching.

"Sadako, you-seem-flus-tered," Georgette cooed.

"Ahahahaha, no, it's just, just...what does this room do again? Oh, we should introduce ourselves. I am Pilot Officer Sadako Shimohara of the Fuso Navy, assigned to the 502nd Joint Fighter Wing, from Fuso."

"Free Gallian Air Force Pilot Officer Georgette Lemare, also assigned to the 502nd" she said.

"Ah, so you're from where Perrine is," said Shirley. "So, with that said, let's head inside!"

Sadako blinked while looking around. "Uh..."

"This is just a regular bedroom," Georgette deadpanned. "There's a study, a table, few chairs, curios. I think this is just a regular room. It's nothing special."

"Ahhh, but speaking of special, believe it or not, there are some special differences," said Shirley. She pointed. "This bed fits for two and is spacious and is bigger than all the other beds in the entire base and is made of unique uncommon material not found anywhere else."

"News flash! We had to call in some ringers from Liberion to help with the supply chain too, so this wasn't easy!" Francesca added, sticking her tongue out. "You should be thankful!"

"Originally, this room was supposed to be designed in Romagna at our old base for two of our former members to experiment but they declined and one of them who resides in this country explicitly asked us to build it here for both of you," Shirley said, pointing to Sadako and Georgette with a wingman-style wink.

"EHHHHHHHHH!?" exclaimed Sadako and Georgette.

Georgette was about to melt. "At this rate, I am..." Seconds later, Flying Officer Krupinski produced a massive water bottle, which she used to lower her temperature. "Ahhh, that's a little bit better."

"But what does this room do?" asked Sadako. "Shirley, you didn't tell us!"

"Well, we used a special type of magic restricted to this room only," said Shirley. "It's a magic that allows you to visit a place in the world you wanted to live in and stay, but with the dimension being different and the timeframe being different."

"Different timeframe?" Sadako asked. "What timeframe are we talking about here?"

"Several decades into the future. As in, the 21st Century."

"Wow, and a different dimension?" Georgetter asked.

"Well, the dimension in question is not too different from what you're accustomed to," she replied, scratched her cheek with a hesitant chuckle.

"There's real people, right? I mean, we're on leave but we're just tending the base, but I guess I wouldn't mind a break from work."

"Are there any Neuroi out there?" asked Georgette.

"According to what Shirley told me," Francesca replied, "it is status: unknown. We'll be working on it, but my gut is telling me that there is no need to be concerned."

"Oh. That's...interesting..."

"But will we be able to come back here after we visit this new dimension and timeframe?" Sadako told Shirley. "We don't want to be lost to the future forever, you know. You may not see us again."

"Well, we'll just leave it to the fates to see if, you know, everything works out because we're just testing this room to see how effective the magic is," Shirley said.

"In this case, I don't think we want to risk gambling on our lives as it is, right Jose?" Sadako asked her.

"Yeah, we'll opt out, so thank you for the new room, Shirley but we have to get back to fixing the cots," Georgette said with an anxiousd laugh. They both turned and were horrified.

"Oh no..."

"Okay, I gotta have some sandwiches with the Countess and meet a few others here with Lucchini!" Shirley said over at the door with a few hours.

"Come back soon!" Francesca added.

"Enjoy the journey," Flying Officer Krupinski added with a wry smile.

"BYEEEE!" they all said. And the door slammed shut.

"No! Wait! We don't want to be here!" Sadako cried. She tried to open the door. "Oh god. It's locked. We can't get out."

"This is what I get for knowing you too well," Georgette deadpanned like the doting partner she was. She was favoring her forehead.

"It wasn't my fault, don't blame me, I beg you!" Sadako cried.

Georgette sighed and relaxed on the bed. "So soft..." She draped an arm over her forehead.

Sadako laughed as the two of them took off their socks and rested, staring at the wall. There were some words. "Revons...Plus Grand. What does that mean?"

"Ah, that means, 'Dream Bigger.' But I have no idea why that is actually there," Georgette said. "Maybe it's some omen, some visionary message, or some random words that our visitors put on before locking us in here to get poisoned by the Countess's cooking...or maybe...,?"

Georgette's heart was pulsing a little. Sadako felt her pulse race a little. She had to ask the question. "It's getting a bit warm for me too. Maybe I can..." Sadako slowly unzipped her uniform.

Her partner, no, her ladyfriend blushed. "Sadako! You're not wearing your swimsuit this time. It's...a two-piece." Simple blue as well, but otherwise same material as her one piece. "Ahhh, haaah, I'm getting warm, I need to..."

"I'll assist you."

"Huh! Ahhh, Sadako, I..." There was no turning back. Sadako's hormones were on a roll now for some strange reason, perhaps due to the magic in the room. Nobody told them that there was a lust form of magic built in. But Sadako didn't care. She unbuttoned Georgette's coast and shirt and slowly took it off, revealing her white underwear with blue straps and bow.

The rise in her heat caused Georgette to sprout her cat ears and tail, that of a Persian, and her body began to sweat as she looked in Sadako's eyes. She whispered her name. "Oh Sadako..."

"Georgette. Is it wrong for me to at least dream of having feelings for you?"

"Oh? And what if they are real?" she asked, sighing like a baby and smiling, causing Sadako's bunny ears and tail to sprout out. "I'm fine with this. I don't want to regret anything at all. Even if it means I could lose you forever or..."

Sadako was on all fours on top of her, her breathing hitched, her burning desires reaching the critical point. "Or?"

"Or we die falling in love while in each other's arms?" Georgette's tears fell as they held hands.

"Then let me melt into you before the world is over before we both know it," Sadako cried as they both kissed and embraced each other, the saliva so profuse as their tongues dances and Sadako proceeded to slip a hand under Georgette's panties, causing her heat to stimulate Sadako even more and causing a similar response.

Without a thought, Sadako was fondling Georgette's breasts and sucking on them, causing her to moan and cry out with pleasure as she arched her back and allowing her lover even more access into her pleasure spots. The point had been hit, and Sadako pulled down Georgette's underwear and indulged in her flower. "Ah, Sadako, hyaaaah, oh, oh mon dieu, this is, this, is, this is so amazing! I never felt so...hyaaah. Ohhh, aaaaah!"

Soon enough, the two of them were on the bed in the nude, tribbing as they continue to melt with pleasure in each other's soft touch. Georgette's bows were undone as her medium-length chestnut hair and its rich flowery scent caused the two of them to let out a massive release as one.

"HYAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" they both cried, collapsing in each other's embrace, their legs locked as they fell into a deep sleep, their ears and tail disappearing as their collective mind ran away from the world they knew.

"Sadako," Georgette whispered before passing out, her collective love all over the bed, "I love you."

"Georgette, I love you too," Sadako said. "Until we meet again, somewhere, some...place..." And with that, everything faded to black.

"Ugh, I am so fucking incensed by this," said Flying Officer Naoe Kanno to Sergeant Hikari Karubichi as they hauled in some boxes from a Kübelwagen to the base. "Why the hell am I assigned to bring these supplies with you?"

"It was Commander Rall's orders to have these sent for storage, Nao," Hikari said.

"Like hell that's going to sit well with me, what's in these boxes?"

"Uh we're not authorized to open these supplies, they're labeled Top Secret for a reason..."

"I don't give a damn, we're all technically on leave until further notice from the Commander. Let me open this." She opened it.

"Ahahahahahah, oh dear..."

Nao was horrified when she took one out. "Condoms!? Who authorized shipping condoms to the base!? This is deplorable!"

A voice. "Ahahahahah, that's why you are not supposed to do that," said Squadron Leader Gundula Rall.

"C...Commander, I apologize! Sorry!" Nao exclaimed. "I was only curious." The look from Commander Rall was menacing.

And then, it wasn't. "Don't worry about it. Put that away, seal the box and move it in, now, Nao."

"Yes, ma'am!" Hikari sighed as the two of them continued to move the boxes of condoms and other adult trinkets to a storage space for temporary safekeeping.

"But why did we have to move those supplies in from the Kübelwagen, they look gross!" Nao told Commander Rall.

"This base will be used as temporary residence for visitors so that they can experience life in this region, and also do the things adult couples do."

"Like what?" she deadpanned.

"You're only 15, you'll find out when you're older."

"I already am thinking like an adult, just tell me!"

"Well, you said these supplies were gross, right?"

"Right..."

"But what you don't realize is that adults use this to relax and it actually feels amazing if you use it properly and not misuse it. But that's for a later time. Don't worry about it. It's for civilians."

"Whatever. Anyway, where's Shimohara and Jose?"

Commander Rall turned away in thought. She was debriefed on what had happened but she didn't want to tell Flying Officer Kanno the truth because she would not believe her. She had to fib. "Pilot Officer Shimohara and Pilot Officer Lemare have been reassigned as of today."

"Where to?" asked Hikari. "We need to talk to them!"

"And I want some nikujaga, I am starved after carrying some creepy stuff that I don't want to use, Squadron Leader!" exclaimed Nao, flailing. "Where are they?"

"I was told by Flight Sergeant Katajainen not to disclose the location to either of you. Only both of us know."

"Nipa is nowhere to be seen on base but I did see Countess," Hikari noted.

"Liar!" Nao roared.

"Ahhhhah, ah, um..." Oh that Squadron Leader. That went well...

"The Fake Countess must know where they are. Where is she?" Nao asked.

"I'm right here, behind you," Flying Officer Krupinski said to Nao.

"Ahhh! Fake Countess, I will give you slack if you answer this question: where is Pilot Officer Shimohara and Pilot Officer Lemare? You must know something about their whereabouts, tell me!"

"You wanna know?"

"Yes!"

"You...really wanna know?"

Now the Countess was deliberately messing with her. "YES, DAMMIT! I need to know right now before..." And the growling noises. "I die from not having my nikujaga," she said in a massive change of tone, pouting.

"Well, a couple of visitors who used to be with the old 501st are stopping to visit and do some guest cooking. It's the first time I tried...what is that again, Commander Rall?"

"Flight Lieutenant Yeager calls it Waldorf Salad, Krupinski," she said.

"Ah, yes, that one. You will love it. It's being served along with another new invention allegedly called sliders."

An anger vein was on Nao's head as she did a comical gunbuster pose before lifting her head. "Actually, I am hungry for something else."

"And what could that be?"

Hikari grimaced. "Um..."

Nao's eyes glistened. "I am hungry to know...where are Shimohara and Jose?"

"All right, I'll tell you," Flying Officer Krupinski said with a sigh. "If you go all the way down the hall, there is a new set of double doors. Open it, and you'll see them."

Commander Rall turned to the Countess and raised an eyebrow. "Are they really gonna buy this?" she asked. The Countess simply pointed to Flying Officer Kanno dragging Sergeant Karibuchi down the hall. She turned to the Commander and winked. "This won't end well," the Commander groaned.

"Hurry, Hikari, they're over here!" Nao said, a spring in her stuff as they both ran to the glowing double doors. "Aaaaaaand, open!" She opened them. "Oyyy, Shimohara, Jose, we're back! Are you in here."

"This is just a bedroom and there's nobody in here," Hikari said, noticing the curious, the table, the study and chairs...and the bed, strewn with clothes. "This...these are the clothes of Jose and Shimohara..." Hikari turned around. "Revons...Plus Grand...? I have no idea what that means. But Nao, I think Shimohara and Jose have, somehow, somewhat..."

Nao fell to her knees, distraught and crestfalled, the tears coming out of her. "No, this can't be happening. No...no..." And she bellowed to the heavens like the bulldog she was. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

"Nao!" Hikari went in to comfort Nao. "Hang in there, take a deep breath, calm down, it's okay."

"No, it's not. What is going on. Why, why did this have to happen," sobbed Nao, crying on HIkari's shoulder, getting a slight cold in the process. "Pilot Officer Shimohara and Pilot Officer Lemare...Shimohara...Jose...are GONE!"

Hikari looked in the distance and saw a picture of Sadako and Georgette looking at each other with a smile. Something did happen, but she needed to know. She needed to investigate. She looked upwards as Nao continued to cry inconsolably with sobs here and there. Hikari knew they were out there. She wanted to know where they were right now.

"Ugggghhhh..." Sadako was snoring as she continued to murmur and drool. "So soft and squishy...I want to die melting in all of this forever, heheheheh...jfoisdidosfioio..."

Georgette opened her eyes and slowly sat up, Sadako choosing to cling to a pillow and empty her flower out in absolute fulfillment. She put on her bows and noticed that her bra and panties were on the floor. After she put them on, she looked around. "Where...are we?"

Sadako woke up. "Uhhh, mmmm, Jose, I...i think we are...yeah, where are we?" She also put on her underwear and looked around. Scarves. shirts. Round spheres. The table, study and chairs were positioned the same but they looked different. Futuristic. And the words were on the wall, the same but the walls were blue with a touch of red and white, and a certain logo associated with...something. "This...is definitely not Petersburg, Jose. The magic must have worked."

"I think it has," said Georgette as she noticed a window with a blue curtain. Sadako walked over and lovingly embraced Georgette from behind. "My..."

"You look wonderful in whatever you wear," Sadako whispered lustily. "Even your skin. Why do Gallians need to have such taste all the time, it's criminal! That's why you are like a crepe I can never stop eating." Her point was made as she nibble her left ear, triggering the cat ears and tail.

"You're gonna make me overheat again after we woke up," she pouted. "Stop nibbling my ear, Sadako."

"Sorry." She let go and the animal ears and tail went away as they both kissed. "Open the curtain, let's see this together."

Taking a deep breath, Georgette drew open the curtain with both hands. They gasped at the scenery. Tall majestic buildings. Parks, people moving in and out, a major thoroughfare in the distance, and...an unmistakable skyscraper that defined where they ended up in.

Sadako and Georgette held each other's hands and looked into each others eyes. Jose's eyes were misting with happiness, and she was beaming. Her wish had come true. Her wish had indeed come true. And they said it together.

"THIS IS...PARIS!"

END CHAPTER 1

A/N: I got the writer's block from doing Fighter and Trojans. This just came at me, I was inspired. I had to do it. Win or lose, the team that this fic is centered around have more silverware than any of their peers. Maybe a few more will come in this year. RxR, but reviews are highly moderated.