Chapter 2: Kill Brief Part 1

When last we left them, Stocking and Brief were in the middle of something beautiful. However, due to a severe case of bad timing, they now found themselves sitting side by side on the sofa in a nervous sweat as Panty's rage filled glare loomed over top of them. Stocking had put her nightgown back on while Brief was still as naked as the day he was born with only his blanket wrapped around his lap.

"Well? I'm waiting," Panty said with her arms crossed over her breasts, "What the fuck were two of you doing?"

"Isn't it obvious whore?" Stocking said, shooting a glare at her sister. With a smirk, she the blanket from Brief's waist with one hand then began jerking him off with the other, "The two of us were fucking, and I for one would like to get back to that. So if you don't mind-"

Stocking lowered her face to Brief's once again hard cock, readying her lips to receive his throbbing member until...

"BITCH! I DO MIND!" Panty roared, sending Stocking flying off the sofa and into a nearby wall with a square punch to the jaw.

"STOCKING!" Brief shouted in a panic, looking back in anger at Panty only to gasp as the blond climbed on to his lap, "... Panty…"

"Brief…" Panty muttered, tears in her eyes as she looked into his. With shaking hands, she cupped his cheeks, "Didn't our first time… mean anything to you?"

"It did…" Brief gulped, "but-"

"But then you threw him in the bin like a jizz covered rag," snarled Stocking as she clawed her way to her feet, "so get the fuck off him before I break your teeth in."

Panty glared at her sister, balling her one hand into a tightly knit fist, "TRY IT BITCH!" She leaped off of Brief and jabbed Stocking in the tit, "YOU KNOW YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO TOUCH MY THINGS!"

"BRIEF IS NOT A THING, HE'S HIS OWN PERSON!" Stocking shot back, kicking her sister in the thigh, "AND HE SURE AS HELL ISN'T YOURS!"

Brief raised his hand, "Don't I get a say in this?!"

The two sisters stared him down and in unison roared, "YOU SHUT UP!"

Just as this cat fight was reaching nuculaar levels. As if down from the heavens with a magical chorus, decended the savior this trainwreck of a story was crying out for.

"Ahem!" Garterbelt cleared his throat, placing his hand on Brief's shoulder as all eyes turned to him. "As much as I hate to admit it, the boy has a point. At the end of the day his choice means everything."

"Well duh, of course it does and he already made his choice," Stocking boasted, grinning ear to ear as she placed her hands on her hips and thrusted her chest forward, "the correct one."

"Yeah! Over my hot ass!" Panty pinched one of Stocking firm nipples.

"Hey!" Stocking winced, glaring at Panty as she covered her chest with her forearms.

"You cheated!" Panty boasted, pointing to her sister's breasts, "swooping in with THOSE fat cows! You probably-"

"SHUT YOUR BITCH ASS UP!" Garter roared, silencing Panty immediately as he regained their attention. "Now then," he looked to the boy he still held, "Brief, which of these two would you like to share a bed with? It's okay, you can be honest."

Stocking hoffed, looking to the side, "Not see how it matters. I'm already his girlfriend."

Panty glared at her, "His what?!"

"Can it!" Garter pointed a finger at Panty, "This is Brief's time to talk.." he shoved him forward towards the two women, "now go on now.. say your piece."

"I uh… I did ask you to be my girlfriend Stocking… and I did mean that," Brief said, staring at the ground as he twiddled his thumbs. He then took in a slight gulp, "But, I am still attracted to Panty.."

The two sisters shot a glare at him, "Seriously?" They said in unison.

"HEY! YOU'RE PUTTING ME ON THE SPOT HERE!" Brief snapped back at them, only to immediately regret it as upon looking up he was met by their rage filled glares.

"Geek boy…" Panty snarled as a burning red aura surrounded her.

An equally intense aura surrounded Stocking, "Run."

Brief froze like a dear in headlights as Garter grabbed him by the top of his head. "Take five boy," the priest told the boy before giving him a kiss on his cheek, "I've got this."

After Brief was jetisoned from the room, the church erupted in explosive blasts which journeyed from one end to the other. The violent chaos carried on for what felt like an eternity before eventually calming down sometime after sundown.

In that time, Brief had found some clothes. A rather stock green t-shirt and grey cargo shorts with black sandals to cover his feet. Once the battle had calmed down, the boy found himself in the backyard, next to a chained up Chuck and directly in front of a tiny wooden hut with the hellhound's name on it.

"Well Geek Boy, looks like you're in the dog house right now," Garter said as he came out into the backyard with his hands in his pocket and stared down at Brief.

"Yeah.. I figured as much," Brief let out a sigh. "No girl likes hearing what I said."

Garter blinked at him, "You know neither of them gave up on you, right?"

Brief blinked, then gasped as he looked up at the priest, "But… I was so awful to them!"

"Yeah, and they're awful to each other," Garter smirked, "so they reached a decision. The two of them have declared war against the other, and the winner gets you all to themselves."

Brief paused, then he screamed and began ripping his hair out, "YOU MEAN THEY'RE GOING TO CONTINUE RIPPING THEIR HOME APART UNTIL I PICK ONE?!"

Garter slapped him across the face, then shot a stone cold glare at him. "I never said that. See I told them if they killed each other in my holy church they'd have to go someplace else."

Brief blinked, "Then… how will they…"

"Ain't it obvious?" Garter said with an unusually warm grin. "This war of theirs will be fought not by breakin' bones, but by makin' love."

Brief blushed at the thought of this, his imagination running wild within seconds. "Geek boy…" Panty's voice echoed in the back of his mind as he imagined her on top of him milking him for all that he had, "come on, don't you want to choose me?"

"Come on Brief," Stocking's voice overtook Panty's in the boys mind, thinking back to the tittyfuck he had already been given, "you already chose me, remember?"

Brief suddenly snapped back to reality, jumping back as he realized that Garter's face was inches away from his own.

"Well boy?" Garter raised a brow at him, "Are you okay with this set up?"

"Well, to be honest…" Brief scratched the back of his head, "this might be somehow worse."

"Oh?" Garter raised a brow, then he smirked, "Could always choose me you know."

"Um…" Brief gulped, "No thank you?"

Suddenly, Garter's face grew far more serious and imposing than it had been before. "That's what I thought," he said as he grabbed Brief by the shoulder and dragged him back into the church, "now let's your flat white behind back in there so you can start this thing!"

And with those intimidating words of encouragement, we'll bring this thrilling chapter to a close!... Oh what, that's not good enough? Are you damn peanuts not gonna be satisified if there's not an overly graphic sex scene in every chapter of this horrid thing?... *sighs* Ya ya, you right. Gimme just one moment, let's see if there's something we can slap together in the next two pages.

MEANWHILE out from the wreckage of city hall, or whatever the heck that building was that Corset used as his lair, came the beaten up demon sisters Scanty and Kneesocks.

"THOSE INSUFFERABLE ANGELS!" Kneesocks yelled, balling her fists up as she looked up to the church in the distance in a blind fury, "I swear my darling sister, those Anarchy sisters are gonna pay for-"

Suddenly, Kneesocks' shrieking tirade was brought to a halt and in its place came a soft gentle moan of pleasure as she felt something pinching on her earlobe. Quivering from head to toe, the blue haired demon looked over to the right to see her sister Scanty her lips tenderly kissing the blue haired demon's ear.

"S-Sister…" she quivered as her Kneesock's knee's began to buckle within her knee socks, "what are you…"

"Can I be honest with you sister?" Scanty cooed in her sister's ear as she reached a hand up her own sister's already torn skirt and ran her fingers along her entrance through her panties, "Now that father is gone… I really don't care about exacting our revenge on those two."

"But it's our life's work!" Kneesocks gasped at her sister's touch, clenching her legs to prevent herself with all her might from going into a frenzy, "What would we do with ourselves if we aren't plotting their downfall?"

Without a single word of warning, Scanty brought her lips to Kneesocks' and the two became locked in a taboo display of passion. "What do we do with ourselves?" Scanty grinned as she pulled away ever so slightly from her sister as she continued to caress the other woman's entrance, "I can think of a few things."

"Are you suggesting that," Kneesocks managed between moans as she reached for her sister and firmly grasped both of her large breasts, "instead of living to hate those angels…"

"We live to love each other?" Scanty smirked.

"Yes dear sister… that's a divine idea," Kneesocks managed a grin, only to look at her environment then blushed as she could see people staring at them from amongst the wreckage. "But out here in public? With so many people watching? It's indecent! And against the rules!"

Scanty kissed Kneesocks once again, this time using her tongue to coil it around her sisters. While swapping saliva with the other woman, Scanty managed to pull off Kneesocks' jacket and blouse leaving her only in her skirt, bra, panties and kneesocks. "

"Fuck the rules sister," Scanty said as she began to disrobe herself.

Kneesocks' eyes narrowed upon Scanty in a lustful manor, removing her bra and skirt before wrapping her arms around her sister. "While we're fucking the rule," Kneesocks smirked as she stared into her sisters' eyes, "can we also fuck eachother?"

"Yes dear sister… of course," Scanty said as she locked lips with Kneesocks.

The two demons made love throughout the night, kissing each other, licking each other and even fingering each other. It's a fucking discrace the way those two act around one another so I'll only talk about it in broad strokes. And so it was, that when the sun rose the next day and those two demons redressed themselves that they picked themselves off the ground they had stained in their own juices with Kneesocks clinging to Scanty's arm.

"Oh sister.. Thank you for showing me the way," Kneesocks said as she clung to Scanty's arm, "I love you."

Scanty grinned, the knelt down and kissed Kneesocks on the cheek, "I love you too, sister."

There, you horny brats happy? Now go clean yer dirty selves up and go home already, show's over.. For now. Fuck if I know when Chapter 3 is coming, if at all.