Chapter 1: Brief and Stocking

Daton City, a cesspool of crime, sex and bullshit. And I do mean bullshit! Like the kinda bullshit that only comes from a satisfying series finale with explosions, big ass demons, a little bit of sex appeal and the biggest bad of them all getting sent back to hell where the bastard Corset belongs only for it all to be undercut by a post credit scene that ultimately leads to nothing! I mean who does that shit? Well rest assured that none of that will be happenin' here, there ain't no second city, no poor blond slut getting chopped to bits and there sure as hell no goth girl with daddy issues talking some last minute bullshit about being a demon this whole time! Oh no, this little story is just about love, passion and the betrayal that comes from going after your true hearts desires. So grab some tissues, cause all you boys pretending to be men to get to age restricted content are gonna need 'em.

Eh Hem! Our story begins the morning after the Anarchy Sister's Panty and Stocking sealed the gates of hell. The birds were singing, the sun was shining, and Briefers Rock was passed out on the sofa in the church's living room. You know the one, from that time the girls were asked patiently for a well cooked dinner only to order a feast for their ungrateful selves? THOSE BITCHES CAN'T EVER JUST- Sorry.. Where was I? Oh yeah, the geek boy lay asleep under a soft warm blanket, and no, he still hadn't been given anything to cover his naked ass.

"Oh man, come on guys…" the boy muttered in his sleep as he tossed and turned, "the all women ghostbusters wasn't half bad… Heck, I liked it better than the original…"

"Geek boy?" cooed the voice of a heavenly vixen as the lights above the sleeping Brief switched on.

"AH!" he jumped while covering his eyes, accidently cocooning himself in the blanket before tumbling to the floor. "JUST MY OPINION! NO NEED TO-" he gasped as he looked to the door, only to see Stocking standing there in a black silk nightgown with an agitated glare on her face that was piercing into his soul.

"No need to what?" she huffed as she walked past him to the kitchen door on the other side of the room, "Oh geez, I'm just grabbing my morning sugar. You want anything?"

"Oh um…" Brief blushed from head to toe as he wrapped himself back up in his blanket and sat back down on the sofa, "some clothes maybe?"

"Yeah, can't help you that," Stocking sighed as she came back into the room with a planet pudding in one hand and a spoon in the other, "all the tailors in town are either closed or destroyed, and I'm not sure any of us have clothes that fit you."

Brief grumbled, sinking his head into his knees, "Can't you guys just shop and D-Mart or something?"

Stocking looked at him, "You're kidding right? You have any idea the trash human beings that buy their hideous rags there?" She asked as she took a bite of her pudding, her face lighting up as she swallowed her tasty, very expensive looking treat.

"Yeah… that's fair I guess…" Brief swallowed, feeling himself grow more and more nervous the longer Stocking stood there in something that revealing. He stood up, the step past her, "I'm just gonna go-"

Somehow, by the logic that only exists in this bizarre world we call entertainment, Brief managed to trip over the blanket he had wrapped around him and stumble forward into the gothic beauty in front of him.

"H-HEY!" Stocking yelled as Brief's weight began to pull her down, "watch where you're!"

With a loud thud and the shattering of fine china, the two found themselves on the floor staring into eachothers eyes in silence. The lights overhead began to flicker before suddenly shutting off, leaving the both of them in the dark. Convenient, sure, but don't it suit the mood better?

Anyhow, he was beneath her, the blanket unwrapped to allow his bare, surprisingly well sculpted chest to be visible. She was on top of him, her hips straddling him with her hand placed firmly on his shoulders. With her heart racing, her eyes looked over to note that bits of plate were scattered around him and her thick white creaming pudding none covered his face, with bits of it running down his neck to his chest and even a bit below the belt… if he were wearing one that is.

"I-I'm sorry," they both said in unison, "are you okay?"

She quickly covered her mouth, blushing hard before pouting her lip up and glaring hard at him. "IDIOT!" she yelled at him as she hurled a hard jab into his shoulder.

"OW!" Brief grabbed his shoulder, rubbing it as it began to throb, "What was that-"

"For being an idiot," She said as she grabbed her hand and pinned it and the other one back down onto the floor, "now don't move… okay…" She whispered as she lowered her head to his, taking a look at the pudding all over his face. "Geez, what a waste… this stuff was," she sniffed the pudding, the smell of both it and the boy becoming intoxicating to her in combination, "... expensive…"

Brief sharply gulped, feeling his heartbeat grow faster and faster she was upon of him. "Sorry."

"Just shut up," Stocking told him. Brief wasn't sure why, but this statement maybe his lower grow harder than a rock, "Can I ask you something?" Stocking asked, her breath against Brief's neck sending a chill down his spine. Brief, having been told to shut up, only nodded in response, "Shouldn't you be in Panty's room right now?"

"N-No…" he told her, hoping it was okay to do so, "why should I be?"

"Doesn't she own you now?" Stocking asked.

"N-No… at least I don't think so," Brief told her. "Sure, we did it atop city hall, and again once we got here… but she just dropped me on the coach once she was done without so much as a kiss goodnight." He gulped, "It kinda hurt, to be honest…"

"Well that's a relief," Stocking muttered against his skin, "cause then I won't need to explain myself for this."

"Explain yourself for whaa…" Brief, in mid sentence began to moan softly as Stocking ran her tongue along Brief's neck to get the pudding that had been spilled upon it.

"Already told you…" Stocking said in a state of ecstasy as she licked off the rest of the sticky white cream based confection from the boy's neck, "this was expensive…" she grabbed him by the chin, he looking her in the eye as she stared longingly at the cream that covered his face, "I'm going to savage every last drop of it…"

She ran her tongue along his cheek, licking off every bit of pudding she could find. Brief, meanwhile, simply laid there in place on the floor enjoying every pass of the angel's tongue for each second that it. With every tender and savoring lick she gave him, his rock hard cock throbbed more and more to the point where he could no longer bear it. His hips, acting on their own, shifted upward more and more with every twitch and lick until the tip of his dick lightly grazed the supple cleavage of her curvaceous ass.

"Hmm?" Stocking raised a brow as she looked over her shoulder to what was poking her. She then smirked, then laughed, "Oh, I see." Licking the final dollop of pudding from his face, she then swirled her tongue around his ear before biting down on the lobe. "You like being a tasty treat for me, don't you geekboy?" She whispered into his ear.

"N-No… I just" he stuttered, his face turning bright red, "Any man would get this way after something like that!"

"Oh, is that right?" she sat up, then reached behind her back and grabbed the boy she was straddling by the dick and gave it a hard twist of her wrist. "So you don't want me to suck your juicy dick like a lollipop?"she asked, stroking him up and down with her hand.

"Aaahhhh…" Brief moaned, his head rolling back as he turned to putty in her hand.

"Or," she released her hold on his lower region, putting both her hand on the straps of her gown and slipping them off her shoulders, "would you rather I use these on you?" She pulled down the top of her gown, allowing her f cup breasts to pop out for him to see.

"If… if we're really gonna do this," he muttered finally after some thought, grabbing hold of her breasts and fondling them in his hands, "shouldn't we get off the floor?"

Stocking let out a soft, gently moan as she rolled her head back to his touch, "Ya…" she said as she got off him and climbed onto her feet. Brief climbed up himself, exposing his back to Stocking which allowed her to slap him on the ass, "get that cute butt on the couch."

Brief sat down, looking at Stocking as she tastefully slipped her nightgown off her chest, down her waist before finally allowing it to fall from her legs and feet. Kicking it off to the side, she approached Brief with a grin and grabbed a pillow off the sofa and laid it on the floor in front of him.

"You think my butt is cute?" Brief asked as Stocking dropped to her knees.

Reaching forward with one hand and giving his dick a gentle stroke with her finger tips, she looked up at him with a seemingly annoyed gaze, "Duh, you think I'd be doing this if I didn't?"

"H-How long… have you felt that way?" Brief managed between strokes.

Stocking placed the tip of her tongue at the base of his shaft, than ran it up the length to the tip, "When did Panty and I infiltrate that dumb high school of yours to deal with Queen B Barbie?"

"T-That long?!" Brief asked in disbelief as Stocking took him into her mouth.

She started out slow, taking it into the back of her throat before drawing back out and repeating her motions in a continuous bob of her head up and down the boy's shaft. With each bob, she went faster and faster as Brief's breath got heavier and heavier. She fondled his balls, taking him to the back of her throat one final time before finally releasing him seconds before he would have reached his climax with a pop of her mouth.

"Yeah, what of it?" she asked as she went back to stroking him, this time with a firm grip from both of her hands. "You're a cute boy with a good heart and a giant sausage. Any woman would be stupid not to make you her's."

Brief's heart skipped a beat, his dick spurting a bit of precum over Stocking's hands. "Then… why didn't you… say anything, until now?"

"You were fawning over Panty all the goddamn time," Stocking said with a glare, "talk about a fucking turn off." Maintaining her glare, she smirked and twisted his cock once more, "But if you both are through with each other… you and I can keep going like this all you want." She licked her lips at him, "So, what do you say… Geekboy?"

"Didn't you offer me a titty fuck?" Brief asked with a slight gasp to his voice.

With a warm grin and a chuckle, Stocking released her hold on him then grabbed each of her breasts with one hand each. "I did, didn't I?" she said as she pulled her breasts apart and slipped his dick between them.

Pressing her breasts together, ran then up and down the length of his shaft. Despite how wellindow she was, he was even more so to the point where the tip of his member was visible whenever her breasts hit the bottom.

"Come on geek boy!" Stocking commanded with the voice of a bitch in heat, "Give me that cream!"

"I.. I'm gonna…" Brief muttered with a heavy breath as he felt himself reach closer and closer to finishing, "but… you think you can… call me… by my name?"

Stocking's eyes widened for a moment, then she grinned once she relaxed into an unusually soft gaze for her. "If that's what you want… Brief…" she cooed as she licked her lips, "I want you to cum all over me…"

Upon her uttering this, Brief blasted Stocking in the face with a white hot load that covered her lips, cheeks and eventually her breasts. There was even a small trace of it in her hair.

"Oh.. fuck…" Stocking whispered as she used her hands to wipe herself off.

"Sorry…" Brief managed a laugh, "I don't normally finish so hard-" He gasped suddenly, as she began licking his cum off from her hands.

"Don't be stupid Brief," she cooed as she swallowed his seed, "it's delicious."

He laughed a bit more, scratching the back of his head, "More delicious than that pudding?"

"Don't push it," she gave him a glare as she stood up, then straddled him and locked lips with him in a deep passionate kiss with him. This was so sudden that Brief didn't finish processing what had happened until Stocking had coiled her tongue around his and pulled away, wrapping her arms around his neck. "You can keep going, right?"

"I think so.." Brief gulped, nervously, "Why?"

Stocking laughed, "Can't you tell?" she asked, lifting her hips up and grabbing his still hard cock and guiding it towards her entrance, "I want you to fuck me Brief."

"Oooh… okay…" he moaned loudly as she slipped his cock inside her, "but, I have a few conditions, that cool?"

"Name them if you want," Stocking said as she began to bounce up and down on his hips, tightening her grasp around his neck with each bounce, "but I'm not letting up, you stud!

"Alright!" he grabbed her ass with both of his hands, each cheek firmly gripped in both of his palms, "First… you have to be my girlfriend, with dates and everything."

In spite of her boasting, it didn't take Stocking very long to cum while riding him. Letting out a very loud scream as the direct result of her vaginal climax, Stocking collapsed into Brief and rested her head on his shoulder.

"Okay…" she whispered, "so long as that comes with you tying me up… and living in my room from now on."

"Of course," Brief told her, shifting his hands from her ass to her back. "It also comes with this," he flexed his still hard cock while still inside her, causing her to gasp and cum a little more.

"Hey," she glared at him, "don't be a dick."

"Sorry," he laughed, "couldn't resist."

"Geez," she grinned, moving his hair out of his eyes, "what am I gonna do with a handsome joker like you?"

"I can think of a few things," he pulled her in close and kissed her on the lips.

"Does it involve my room?" She asked between kisses as she kissed him back, "and you doing me from behind for a little?"

"If you want," he smirked, kissing her a bit more.

The new couple's time of bliss was not meant to last however, as the lights suddenly turned on. "What… the… FUCK?!" shouted the voice of a very familiar female to the both of them.

They both gulped and looked over to the door to see the blond haired Anarachy sister, in her usual red dress with a look of great vengeance and furious anger. The jaws of the two lovers dropped then they screamed in unison, "P-PANTY?!"

To be continued in chapter two. Unless none of you degenerates out there even likes this mess, in which case it'll just be some bullshit one off. And remember kids, always recycle.