warning there is a lemon this chapter. anyone who wants input on my second story btw my pa-treon is at that site /malcolmtent .
You smiled at the awkwardness of your friend being introduced to his girlfriends weird brother as Simca dragged Ikki over to meet Kilik but headed over to talk to Ringo first. Rika's sisters Mikan and Ume were down here with her, from their Auras both also kings, and they glared at you with hostility as you headed over to speak to the pretty magenta haired girl.
Ringo just smiled and stepped forward to wave them off. Her usual glasses were gone, apparently just an affectation, and her pants were missing one leg and ripped along the thigh at the other, held on with a stylishly slapdash belt and dipping low enough to expose her midriff under the orange tee shirt she wore. You admit you stared a bit at the exposed leg, the girl had legs for days, and you'd seen her walk away enough to know she had an ass thicker than wet cement and just as rock hard when she clenched.
Shaking your head to clear your thoughts of the pretty pig tailed thorn queen you reminded yourself to get some alone time with one of your girls, maybe Nat since you still owed her some raw sex, you'd been here far too long training and you desperately needed to get laid. Luckily Ringo appears to be too nervous about what you'll say and distracted by the love of her life fussing over his nineteen year old girlfriend to notice you leering at her.
You clear your throat to get her attention fully on you as Mikan and Ume slink away giving you the stink eye. You turn to look at a worried Ringo. "So. You attacked Simca to keep her out of things. It was a favor to her and Ikki because you didn't want to see him hurt if you or your team had to kill her." You decided beating around the bush seemed like a waste of time and just cut to the chase.
Ringo's eyes widened and her face paled as she stared at you in mute shock before her shoulder slumped in defeat. "Hell, guess it doesn't matter now. With Nike dead she can quit, so the whole thing was for nothing anyway. I alienated the person I care about most in the world and it wasn't even necessary in the end. I'm lucky Kilik is so pragmatic, he almost killed me for it before I told him my reasons. He may not look it but he's fiercely protective of his twin."
You shook your head at her depressed tone. "It wasn't pointless. Even I didn't know I was going to kill Nike, and nothing done out of love is pointless. You were thinking of both of them when you did it, they'll understand if you tell them what happened. You just need to be honest with them, and with yourself. That kind of self sacrifice isn't something you do for a childhood friend or a buddy. Don't you think Ikki deserves to know how you feel?"
If possible even more blood drained from her face and she flinched back like she'd been slapped. "No! You can't tell him. He's happy with Simca. He doesn't need to be worried about me pining after him while they're enjoying their life together. I would never want to make him choose between us, not that he would pick me anyway. Simca is so pretty and fun." She covertly looked at her chest and over to the big breasted girl in the wheel chair.
You rolled your eyes at the insecure girl. "Ok one, being honest with him isn't a burden. Two, big tits aren't the end all be all, and having spent plenty of time looking at that wagon you're draggin I can confirm you don't lose out on the bottom even if Simca is a bit top heavy." Her face flushed red at the crudeness, shocking her enough that you knew she'd really listen to the next part. "Third, why would you make him choose? Simca is a pretty open person, and your options are either give him up completely try to steal him or just share. Speaking as a man in a happy four person relationship it is a doable option."
Her face burst into flame. Seriously your ass comment got a blush but this looked like the next best thing to heat stroke. Her face was glowing. "W-what? S-share him? I couldn't...that's so... I couldn't possibly. Besides why would he want me when he could have Simca. She's gorgeous. She's pretty and interesting and her chest is so...bouncy." You raised an eyebrow as the very clearly bisexual thorn queen bit her lip and got lost for a second staring at the pink haired swallows breasts in a new and decidedly less insecure way.
Her eyes had glazed over a bit and you raised your eyebrow at the girl who appeared to now be stuck in some kind of horny logic loop. Dear god how repressed was she. Deciding that she needed to be shocked out of her reverie and wanting to try it at least once you rolled your eyes and strolled around til you were standing behind the thorn queen. "You're clearly interested in him, and honestly I'm almost positive you'd fuck Simca even if Ikki wasn't in the picture, now get that thick little ass of yours over there and TALK." And you slapped her mostly exposed left ass cheek, causing her face to flame back up and her to scurry off with a squeak.
You got a murderous glare for that from her sister's but since Ringo herself didn't seem to care you guessed you got away with it. You flexed your hand though, seriously it had been like slapping wet concrete. Your hand sunk into that booty a few inches and almost got swallowed by ass cheek, if Ikki didn't end up with her you were definitely going to make a move. Chuckling to yourself you headed back over to Kururu noting her disapproving glare at your unorthodox motivation method. You might have been more worried if you couldn't see the jealousy mixed into her aura.
You headed back to the penthouse after the meeting, and brought Spitfire and Yoshitsune with you. Benkei was off doing god knows what, but Spitfire seemed to think she wasn't in much danger. With the exception of you because of the whole impaling his brother thing he tended to write off normal humans as useless and not worth his time.
That said when you got back you let Ruby, Sheila, and Felicia out of the work shop with the promise they stay with one of your mentors. They had been training constantly for days normal time which was almost two weeks relative to them, and they needed a break. That aside you wanted to work shop to yourself, you owed Nat some alone time.
Your redhead clearly knew which way your mind was turning as well, because once the girls filed out (with hugs and promises to spend time together soon, you really needed date nights with all three of them) and you headed back in to where the bed you set up in there was, it became clear she was just as in the mood.
When you found Natasha she was lounging on the mattress in a gauzy see through pink negligee and a skimpy black G-string, staring heatedly at you as she reclined on the pillow. Her perfect pink lips quirked in a smile as she took in your reaction. "I was beginning to think you lost interest after the first time, but I can see from the look on your face that isn't the case."
Her voice was thick with arousal and her eyes were lidded as she stared at you. You could hardly blame her, you were staring at her too. Your darkly amused chuckle seemed to pull her attention from her lust filled reverie. "I can promise you I didn't. I've been busy but I could never lose interest." You stepped forward and grabbed Natasha, pulling her against you as you snaked your hand down to sink into one of her ass cheeks with a squeeze.
Her eyes unfocused a bit and she gasped at the contact, the sound cut off as you leaned down to claim her lips in a quick kiss. "This is mine." She stared almost uncomprehendingly at you when you spoke, and a hard slap to the cheek you were groping was needed to snap her out of it with a squeak. "Isn't it?" She swallowed heavily and nodded. You pushed her down onto her back spreading her thick but well muscled thighs and peeling the soaked g string off her.
Her face was almost as red as her hair as you reached down to slide two fingers in, curling them just right under the influence of artisan to hit the spot she needed to be touched. She let out a keening moan "Yours, I promise. God I didn't know it was going to be like this. Ever since I got my youth back I've been going crazy for it. The first time we fucked wasn't enough. I need more. I don't just need to get pregnant, I need to get used baby. Fuck me please?"
You unzipped your pants and pushed your boxers down with agonizing slowness. rubbing the head of your cock against her pussy teasingly as she whined and wriggled around. You reached up with one hand to pull the top of her negligee down letting her huge tits bounce free. "You need to get fucked huh? I didn't notice you being such a desperate slut before the serum, was this something I did?" You pushed forward slowly, hands pinning her hips as you split her pussy an inch at a time.
She shook her head almost violently as she moaned and tried to squirm further down your cock. "I loved to fuck when I was younger, the red room considered any addiction a weakness and trained it out of me. I had to learn to indulge sparingly. Fuck baby deeper. You fucked that needy side of me awake, or maybe it's the serum, all i know is I need cock so bad it hurts. Fuck me. Now."
Figuring she was wet enough you shoved your hips forward, burying your dick in her until you bottomed out eliciting a joyful squeal from your spy, pulling out your slammed back in with just as much force, using artisan to make sure you didn't overdo it. Then you started to really pound into her, almost hypnotized by the way her perfect tits bounced with every thrust as she bucked and squealed under you.
Something you hadn't noticed last time because of the breeding thing was how vocal Nat was, she enjoyed talking dirty and wasn't shy about telling you what she wanted. "Fuck baby, right there, give me that dick, give it to me fucking harder is that all you can do?" She shoved her hips up towards you trying to get you deeper "Get that pussy baby, get it! You said it was yours now fucking take it!"
As much as you enjoyed fucking her she was so rabidly enthusiastic you let her roll you over onto your back and mount up just to see how much she wanted it. Her hips picked up speed and that fat ass bounced in your lap as she practically flew up and down your cock her pussy so fucking soft and tight your eyes wanted to roll up as she kept her desperate tirade going. "Fill it baby, stuff me up good, I needed this so fucking bad, fucking dick me baby get that fucking cock in!"
You were in awe as she rode your dick. You'd seen Nat do some impressive things, seen her storm riding and seen her in combat and the serum made her even better at those things, but this kind of passion was on a whole different level. Natasha Romanov liked fighting and storm riding and eating the food you made, but she LOVED to fuck. She was a fucking rabid animal on your dick and she was good at it, and with the serum upping her game you doubted you were stopping soon.
She had been too distracted with baby making and the change to get into it last time but with a month to get worked up and get used to her new body she was ready to be put through her paces. Her hips sped up and her tits bounced even faster as she desperately worked your cock, her pussy somehow getting even wetter and hotter, and you didn't need body reading to see that she wanted your cum, not to knock her up but to try to quench some of the insane flames she was feeling as she lost herself in fucking.
Her cunt felt like the worlds softest velvet glove giving you a grade A handjob, her muscles stroking you even as she was riding you, sometimes in what felt like fucking alternating rhythms somehow. As you locked up and finally came though you knew it wasn't the end, the blast of cum into the deepest parts of that perfect pussy only seemed to get her more excited. You couldn't take being passive anymore though, flipping her over and pulling her hips back so the side of her face pressed against the bed and that fat ass stuck up in the air.
You went up on your knees for a better angle and shoved your cock down into her again, getting even deeper this time and eliciting another squeal of joy. "Is this what you wanted you rabid slut? You want to get railed into the mattress like a cheap whore?" You brought your hand down on the same cheek you slapped earlier with bruising force almost hypnotized by the jiggle of the pale flash as your open hand made impact, but even more enamored with the desperate clenching of that flawless cunt as your hand hit.
Natasha was actively fucking crying with happiness at this point, her begging and squealing interspersed with almost insane joyful laughter as she taunted you, trying to get more. "Cheap whore? I feel more like a virgin being cuddled by her shy boyfriend. I said fuck me you big dicked bastard! Get your fucking cock in me harder, I didn't ask for lovemaking I want to get FUCKED! Use me! Break me! Dick me into the fucking mattress baby I fucking need it! Slap that fat ass again! Pull my hair, choke me, give me more!"
Your hips picked up speed as you felt yourself get actually annoyed at her taunting, giving her exactly what she asked for as you leveraged your full strength down into her tight little pussy, smashing your hips into that thick ass so hard you were pretty sure her cheeks were going to have hip bone shaped bruises. Your fist closed in her hair as you yanked her back onto your dick even harder and your other hand reached around to grip one of her pale pink nipples and twist it as you slammed into her.
Her gleeful squeals rose in pitch as you ramped up your fucking spiraling into screams of joy as she shrieked her approval for the rough treatment. "That's it baby! That's how you treat a whore! Use it! Give me that fucking dick, show me what I'm good for! God this is so fucking good! I forgot what a good dicking felt like, it's been so fucking long. God I haven't had my cunt ruined like this in years. Where were you when I was a teenager and needed dick like this? How is my pussy baby? How do I feel?"
She punctuated her question with another round of that insane rippling, milking motion with her pussy like she was jerking you off with her cunt and you almost lost it again, artisan being the only thing that saved you from blowing your load into her a second time in about five minutes. "Fucking perfect, god I feel like I'm in heaven. You realize I'm not giving this up after you get pregnant right? After the baby this pussy is still mine." You reached down to brutally shove a thumb up her tight little ass "Every one of these holes is."
She shrieked in delight at the thumb, which you'd known she would because artisan mixed with aura sight made it nearly impossible for you to kill the mood if you paid any attention. Her laughter came back as she shoved her hips back even harder "Fuck yes it is! I need this dick! I'm gonna get this as often as I want it, you better put my pussy to work!" Her fucking somehow increased in tempo along with her squeezing and you knew you were getting close to finishing again, twisting her nipple even harder as she tightened up on you so hard it was just on the edge of painful.
You grunted as you got closer and closer "Fuck I'm close again, I'm gonna get it deep this time! This is going to be it! This is when I get you pregnant slut. Beg me for it, ask me to knock you up!" Apparently her rabid dirty talk was contagious because you were having trouble not getting sucked in, pun very much intended.
Her keening wails were increasing in pitch and volume as she squealed even louder "Fuck! Do it baby! Knock me up! Put a baby in me! Fucking BREED ME! I need your fucking cum give it to me! Finish in my hot little fucking pussy!" Which was pretty much the final straw as you blew what was without doubt the biggest load of you life inside her.
The both of you collapsed to the bed breathing hard as she cuddled up into your chest. Her low breathy chuckle cut through the heavy breathing as she pecked you on the cheek. "Ok, that was lots of fun. I haven't let loose like that in years. We're definitely doing more of that." You didnt think you had it in you to disagree even if you'd wanted to as you drifted off to sleep with a big stupid smile.
You woke up the next morning feeling relaxed and well rested for probably the first time since getting to this world. You hadn't even realized how pent up you were. Nat was laying sprawled face down on the blanket, her legs and arms thrown haphazardly across the bed taking up way more space then she needed as she slept with a stupid grin on her face, clearly having enjoyed herself as well.
You slipped out from under one of her limpet arms and stood up with a stretch. Your back felt pretty fantastic, the bed you'd used was one of your own design, and even a futon made by you was better than the most expensive bed on the planet, and the one you used last night was a full king size. You padded over to a chest in the corner and slipped your clothes on, looking around to check if your avatar was around.
He appeared to have gone to the library when you came in, and you made a mental note to thank him before walking casually out into the penthouse. Sheila was on the couch watching tv by herself as you came out, and you shot her a smile and plopped down to throw an arm over her shoulder. "Hey baby girl, where are your moms?" Your daughter smiled dazzlingly up at you and snuggled in before turning back to face the tv as she answered.
Sheila kept up her happy smile."Hi daddy, mom went with Uncle Yoshi to go find Aunt Benny and check on stuff. They're doing training outside today because Uncle Spit says its bad for storm riders to be caged too much because it stunts their wings. Mama went with Uncle Spit to the salon for a break before they do their training. They said to tell you love you and they'll see you when they get home. Where's Auntie Nat?"
You blinked at Sheila's easygoing manner. "Auntie Nat is asleep still, she was real tired from last night. She needed a break today too. Speaking of breaks I thought you and I might take one of our own. What do you say? Want to go spend the day with your old man? We haven't gotten much daddy daughter time since we landed and I miss spending time with you." Sheila's aura had been getting progressively more streaked with sadness and depression as the weeks wore on, even with Randall to spend time with her, and it had been bothering you immensely.
At your words though, a streak of pure unadulterated joy shot through her as she squealed and buried her face in your side with a hug. "Oh daddy I would love that!" She was mindful of her strength thankfully, though you still winced a bit as you felt your ribs creak. "I've been wanting to spend time with you too! What should we do? I think I heard there's a circus in town? We could go?"
You chuckled at the enthusiasm as you stood up, pulling your daughter to her feet with you. "That's actually just the name of a storm rider team baby girl, but I'm sure we could find something fun to do. This is Tokyo. Maybe we can hit Ikebukuro. I know you and Auntie Nat are big anime fans, and your mama watches it once in a while too. We could pick them up some souvenirs and maybe get something to eat."
You daughter pouted at you. "Daddy, nobody in the family likes eating food from restaurants anymore. Your cooking is too good. Not to mention you get really competitive. You'll probably take over the kitchen of wherever we go. Maybe we could try a benihana place? It would be funny to see you challenge a benihana chef." She smiled a bit at the end to let you know she was half teasing.
You rolled your eyes and ruffled her black hair as you headed downstairs to where your bike was parked. Rika had brought it back over here while you were all gone and left a thank you note as well as offer to bear your firstborn child in exchange for the bike. It was a bit late for that considering you had a daughter almost your own age and Nat was almost definitely pregnant after that marathon last night but you appreciated the thought even if hell would freeze over before you gave up the bike.
You climbed on, gesturing for Sheila to get on behind you and took off in the direction of ikebukuro after a quick check of your phone. Before you left you slipped your helmets on. You were a good enough driver not to need them but you'd built comms into the things so you could talk properly while driving without wind in your face. Plus they were ergonomically designed to be comfortable and stylish.
As you pulled out into traffic you finally addressed your daughters earlier comment. "Now, first of all you're all getting spoiled by my cooking and I don't approve. Second of all don't think I dont know you picked benihana because you want me to make dinner even though we're going out. I don't know where you learned this sneakiness from because it certainly wasn't me."
Sheila's giggle was silvery and happy as you felt her lay her head against your back as you merged into traffic. "I have no idea daddy. Nobody in our family would over employ subterfuge or deception to achieve their goals. Who could possibly have trained the daughter of a supernaturally skilled cat burglar and the niece of one of the worlds greatest spies to engage in trickery."
You rolled your eyes at your teasing daughter and relaxed as you drove, enjoying the feel of freedom as you roared down the highway. Say what you want about the storm riders and their messes, they knew what they were about. This kind of freedom was pretty great.
You dropped Sheila off back home about five hours later with a contented smile. You'd really needed this day off, and Sheila was glowing from spending all that time with her dad. She practically skipped up the walk to the penthouse. You considered going in yourself but you had another idea. You wanted to check in on Rika, with Sora on a rampage someone should see how she was doing and you had some questions for her anyway.
You pulled the bike out into traffic and headed for Rika's place again, you knew Ikki would be out training. You weren't sure how their relationship was at the moment but you suspected he'd made up with her after the mess with Sora. At least once he came out of his funk. Rika was good people and she seemed to love the kid a lot.
It didn't take long to get there, your bike making the trip in pretty much record time. You considered just flooring it so to speak, having seen in a movie that cops in japan wont even chase you past a certain speed, but since you didnt exist here technically and potentially neither did this bike you decided to keep to normal speeds.
The neighborhood was quiet as you pulled up to Rika's house, strolling casually up to the door to knock. It took a few tries before she came to the door, and you could immediately see why. Rika looked...well not terrible, she was still pretty, but she was also a mess. Her eyes had dark circles around them and looked dull. She looked pale and thin and sad. You hadn't noticed her being this bad last time you were here, but you suspected having Ikki to worry about had distracted her and now that she was alone everything was sinking in.
She tried to force a smile as she saw you, though it didnt reach her eyes. "Oh, Anthony, good to see you. And you brought your bike again, that's a sweet piece. Ikki isn't here but you can come in if you'd like." She turned and shambled back into the house leaving the door open behind her as she headed toward the kitchen, presumably to make you both some tea.
You decided to cut that off and slipped past her to start preparing the tea yourself, closing the door as you came in and ignoring growl of annoyance from the depressed thorn queen. It took you almost no time at all to prepare your tea and set the cups on the table so both of you could sit down and drink. Rika took a strong breath in from the steam and then a sip, humming in pleasure. "If you always make tea this good I might have to keep you around. What do you think? Unlimited access to staring at my ass to be my live in tea boy?"
Her eyes sparkled a little bit at the joke and you had to smile, but were still unable to stop your snort. If you had gone all out making that tea you might have made her orgasm on the spot. You'd made sure to half ass it because it didn't seem like the time for a reaction like that but she was really underestimating you. "You've got one hell of an ass, but its not good enough for that. I could open a michelin star restaurant without much effort. However, we might be able to come to an arrangement for me to cook for you and make you drinks."
She rolled her eyes. "I'm not having sex with you for snacks. It's good tea, but it isnt that good. And while you might be cute you're a teenager and I'm not Simca. If she wasn't so obviously head over heels I'd kick her ass for corrupting my little brother. I suppose three years isn't that big of a deal in the long run though. At least they're happy." Her eyes got sad and wistful, no doubt thinking of Sora.
You cleared your throat "No, not what I was going to suggest. I mean I'm down if you ever want to fool around for sure, but no I'm in need of a different set of skills. Before you answer, let me say my piece. First of all I'm not asking you to actually join any teams or ride or anything. You don't even have to put on ATs, I just want you to teach someone. In return I'll cook whatever kind of food you want and i can do ALOT better than that."
Her face was empty as she just shrugged. "Fine." You had been winding up for a big speech and stopped in your tracks. She smiled wanly at the shock on your face "Were you expecting me to put up a fight? Why bother? Everyone I love is in this fight. Sora's gone. Ikki and Kilik are dead set on bringing him down. Mikan and Ume and Ringo are all with them. I'm all alone." Her eyes started to fill with tears. "Is it really so bad? Being stuck on the ground? Am I such a monster for wanting to have a safe happy life with my family?"
She gave a wet chuckle and shook her head. "But thats not what they want. They don't know how bad it gets. How much it can take from you. They're just stupid kids. I can't leave them all alone to fight a fight that should be mine. Kilik will run into the damn wall til he dies from it. Stupid hero always was too stubborn for his own good. So sure. I'll help train your people. For Ikki. And for Kilik. And for all my friends who didnt make it. Because this has all gone on for long enough and it needs to end. If that means putting my ATs back on then so be it. Lets get to work."
You led Rika out to your bike and she was so excited about the thing you almost let her drive it again. After a minute of indecision though you decided your artisan bike riding skills would be more fun and made her climb on behind you. Rika rolled her eyes and smirked a bit as she climbed on and you figured she probably thought you just wanted to make her cuddle up to you on the drive.
You decided to head to Spitfire's shop. Seeing her old friend all healed up and in his prime might make Rika feel a bit more hopeful. You even considered giving her the vivifier herself though you held back. Honestly you'd been kind of free with it here, but you were able to justify the decisions because Spitfire was a Gravity Child and him experiencing weird changes could be written off and Yoshitsune had been a bit of an emergency. You should probably stop treating your super soldier formula like cheap candy.
You tore ass through the streets, dipping and weaving like a professional racer. Between your enhanced perception and reflexes and your artisan biking skills you pulled off some seriously crazy shit. Rika was squealing with joy as you took corners and popped wheelies. You even did the sideways skid thing under an eighteen wheeler. By the time you arrived at the salon Rika was dissolving into peals of happy laughter against your back as she held on tight.
As you pulled to a stop her laughs mostly petered out as she caught her breath, smiling brightly at you. Her eyes were already a bit more lively as she pulled you into a hug. "Thank you Anthony. I needed that. Not bad on the bike, you have some moves. I haven't had that much fun in a while." She shot you a wink and sauntered into the building, leaving you staring at that world class ass of hers as she left.
With a chuckle at the older woman and a smile at the fact that she seemed to be feeling a bit better you followed her inside. Spitfire and Felicia were lounging in a pair of salon chairs when you went in. The place was closed for the day and they look fairly relaxed listening to music and drinking sparkling water. You grin to yourself and clear your throat. "No wonder Felicia loves coming here so much. I'd like to spend all day chilling and listening to music too."
Felicia opened one eye to glance sideways at you and then flipped you the bird before settling back into her chair. Spitfire laughed, knowing you weren't being a dick so much as just messing with them. "Oh for sure. This place is a total sham mate. We take dozens of appointments a day and never do anything. People just tell their friends they got their hair cut by us for the rep. It's a sweet gig." He rolled his eyes, which lit up when they caught your companion. "Rika! It's good to see you love, its been an age."
Rika for her part seemed stunned as the redhead swept in and scooped her up in a hug. Her eyes going wide with a squeak. "Spit? What the hell happened to you? You look so...young, and strong. And I want to say hotter? Which is weird because I remember how hot you were and it was hot but not this hot. And are you healed now? Your leg hasnt even twitched and you're holding me off the ground?"
Spitfire just laughed and put down brunette with a wink. "Glad to hear you thought I was hot. I won't mention it to Ine. But yes I'm healed." He glanced subtly at you before meeting her eyes again, obviously trying not to give anything away. "A friend helped me out. Experimental healing tech, very hush hush, try to keep it on the down low. I'm telling everyone I had plastic surgery because I was feeling old."
Rika giggled "God I could see you doing that. And tell Ine whatever you want, she knows I thought you were cute. Not really my type but i could appreciate your looks. She told me more about your sex life than I imagine you would ever be comfortable with. Trust me she has no leg to stand on if she feels like bitching about me taking in the view." Her grin had turned devilish as she raised an eyebrow at Spitfire.
Your mentor actually looked mildly disturbed by that, and you briefly wondered what exactly he thought she had been told, but he visibly shook off the train of thought before smiling at her again. "So what brings you here love? Assuming you aren't going to declare your undying affection and ask to join Ine and I in our relationship my hotness seems like it wouldn't be a motivator."
Rika giggled again "Nothing like that, the kid brought me. Apparently he wants me to train some girl? Is this her? I can see why you took an interest kid." She strolled over to Felicia and started poking her all over, much to your girlfriends annoyance judging by the objecting squawks. " Not bad. Flexible and pretty toned. Tits are a bit big for the thorn road. Bit too much booty too but that'll tone. I can work with top heavy. Just need to tweak her program a bit."
Felicia looked appalled at the other woman's casual dismissal of her potential. Hopping up to her feet with outrage. "I'm not the one you'll be training! I'm on the bubble road thank you very much. Natasha is the one on the thorn road. Though she's a bit 'top heavy' herself. I can understand why you'd be confused though. I'm sure things can get a bit muddled at your age."
Rika's eyebrow went up and her lips curled into a smirk as she raised both hands. "Peace kid, no need to snap I wasn't trying to insult you. And I probably should have expected bubble with an ass like that. Lets start over, I'm Rika Noyamano, why don't you tell me a bit more about this future student of mine." As Felicia took the older womans hand you mentally said a prayer for Nat. You had a feeling she was in for a headache.