Vampire Bun Brawl Blows


Written by Septia.


Dana took in a deep breath. The assistant clutched her notes, staring at Vi's name engraved on the director's door ahead. “It'll be fine,” she said to herself, then invited herself in. 
	“Director, I've gathered some info about the pace of production lately, and I w-would like us to review… together.” The lounge laid empty. Dana peered down the emptiness she had addressed with mouth agape, the frog's naturally pink cheeks tickled mauve from adressing the empty room. “Phaa…” She breathed out, and reclined into the couch. Her stack of notes slapped on the table flanking the furniture. The sense of relaxation struck her a few moments later, reactions delayed as stress latched her mind. That was why she was here though. It would be a shame if production broke down similar to herself. Then, there was the matter of Vi's frequent breaks. She sighed. Hard to place blame when she was wouldn't mind taking the rest of the day off just to sleep. There wasn't, quite time for that though. She eyed the remote, peering towards the tv. -Bwwiick- The screen flickered on.
	“Battle brawl,” the announcer screamed out. 
	Dana fumbled to lower the volume. 
	-Kkdnngth- the door cracked open. The tall, pudgy mouse filled the frame with her orange coat and black attire. 
	“Chou're here, haa,” Vi breathed out. 
	“-Director?” Dana mumbled, reaching for her papers, “I've been looking to-.” She began. Though, withdrew. 
	Vi shuffled across the floor, an apparition of her confident self. The director lounging back in the couch with a heave of her rump that bounced Dana on the opposite cushion. The buttons on Vi's shirt drawn into their corners with the fabric straining across her chest. 
	“Chou do not have to worry, I talked some sense into the executives.” 
	“Oh, that's,” Dana peered to her rapport, shuffling them out of sight, “great to hear, looks like, you could use a break?” 
	Vi scoffed. “Did chou read the script ahead of time? Chou already knew my lines,” Vi said, sloughing back. -Pptcchtcio- A whistling broke though the air as a button flew off of her shirt, and a diamond of mouse pudge peeked out through the opened rupture in the suit. Vi sighed, scoffed, undoing the rest of her buttons as she handed Dana a controller. “Chou take care of chour extra, I already have a star in mind.” 
	Dana nodded. “Sure thing.” 


~ 1 ~


“Choose your desired Selection!” 
	Kano's eyes flashed open, taking in a deep gasp of air; the feline scrounging about in the rush of energy. But, the same cage of glass constrained him, the same green flames licked the bottom of the screen and the pane to the outside showing two figures on the distant couch. 
	“I-I t-thought I-I was d-done… I-I don't think showbiz i-is for me a-anymore. H-hey? Anyone hear me?” He cried out. Though the feline was not graced with a reply. He swallowed, clutching over his chest. 
	“I-it’s okay, I m-mean, I could still impress them.” He mumbled, eyes drawn to the cage opposite his own. 
	A series of empty, silhouettes of black oil morphing  within the container. He recognized some flashing past; there was the druid, the raccoon being an imposing figure with a tail that never came to an end. As it shifted, he spotted claws, tendrils, spread wings on minuscule form, and others. Then, it came to a halt… But what he saw, did not appear living. The silhouette blossomed into two wide peaks of inverted mountains. The sharp angles of the figure breaching the ceiling of the glass cage; a massive, black contour towering over him. 
	“Selection chosen! The spire’s Shadow. Fighter brawlers awaiting on standby! Brawl fighters, awaiting standby,” the Announcer called.
	“W-wait what is that even supposed to be-” 


“That's a new one. Didn't catch his name.” 
	“They,” Vi responded, “are a touch on the technical side. But under the right spotlight, chou will be awestruck. So, let’s see if chour sucker can handle the pressure,” Vi snickered, tossing her underwear across the room as the match loaded. 


~ 2 ~


Kano was ready this time, as soon as consciousness returned he pounced towards the window, out of the screen. -Kklgbjk- though found the barrier rather solid as it compressed his pink nose back into his muzzle. A moment later he was whisked back, reverting to his starting position. In a brief flicker of a moment the Feline witnessed rectangles of light swarm together over a framework of green, ruminant wires. Colours manifested and congealed into a clutter of grey cobblestones, high walls, and trailing down form the ceiling were grand, purple banners. But in one instance it had all faded in. Kano found himself standing in the hallway of a castle, mildew and dust scenting the air, a glass window depicting a tower hiding the smattering of rain pouring outside. 
	The silhouette took form, stretching tall to dwarf Kano in its wake, the very top of the figure brushing against the ceiling as the shade coalesced. 
	Kano swallowed, taking a few steps back, wondering if he could outrun the screen scrolling as whatever awaited him, was too grand of a challenge. 
	The dark outlines grew defined, the darkness faded, starting form the top, unveiling the peaks of the shadow as a grand mantle, defying gravity as it fluttered tall in its high suspension. The mantle continued outwards, further, further… past the halfway point, and still only the a deep green cloak was left visible. Three quarters, still nothing but cloak…  Then, in the last stricter of the shade. … the darkness dispersed around the trio of pale, fanged… bunnies… Sisters. 
	“Huah?” Kano mumbled, scanning the length of their cloaks leading down to the fluffy sisters eyeing him with a vicious leer. 


The screen pane shrunk and closed up on Kano's side. “Kanoxim, clashes versus,” then expanding and soaring over to the side of the bunnies, who unlatched their mantles to let them flutter off into the corridor behind them. “Gripp, Grapp, & Grull, the spire's shadow.” 
	“Whoever,” said the on the left. 
	“Dare enter,” the right one continued. 
	“Our abode,” the middleconcluded. Before they all roused in a chorus. 
	“Better bear us a tribute.” As they leaned against one another in a looming pose. 
	Kano stared down at them. The tallest of them reached a bit over his bellybutton. Compared to what he'd been pitted against this seemed, mild? Maybe they were giving him a break? “H-hi?” 
	“A rakshasta?” the shortest of the three asked on the left, wide glistening eyes blinking at their opponent. 
	“Yeah, Gripp, Been a' while since we 'ad one. So dun scare em off,” the one on the right responded, shoving her long ears off her face. 
	“Oh, come now,” the middle one concluded, puckering up her lips that glowed in purple lipstick, “he has all right to be.”  
	“Prepare to ready up!” 
	Kano hesitated. His candour drained, realizing he would have to, beat up… those cute bunnies. 
	“Why would I scare him off?” The shortest asked, turning her big gleaming eyes on her sister. 
	“Ever seen yaself in a mirror?” 
	“Grapp,” the middle bunny responded, pursing her lips and smacking them over the dark purple lipstick, “rest assured that running would be, quite the detriment, to our dearest guest.” 
	“Ooo,” the two side bunnies cooed, “Can we have him, Grull?” 
	“Fret not, he's all ours.” 
	“I ahh… uh, imagine I am myself?” Kano interjected, “C-could we not do this? I don't wanna have to f-fight you ado-adorable... kids?” 
	The rabbits' ears all straightened tall. 
	“The nerve.” 
	“'S always like this.” 
	“You're gonna make me cry.” 
	Grapp nudged Gripp's shoulder, “That' ain't helping our image.” 
	“Young fledgling, I no longer promise my sisters will holdback on you.” 
	“A-ah, I d-didn't realise y-you, I mean you were just so short, a-and you are a-all just so cute and small. I mean, that's fine being small I js-ajgaa.” Kano spluttered out in frantic embarrassment, his comment only flustering, their expressions unifying in indignation. 
	“First round one. Ready, on your marks, Battle Brawl!”
	“Speed,” Gripp called out as she rushed forwards. 
	“And,” Grapp followed suit, surging forth on a higher elevation. 
	“Grace,” Grull finished, launching above the three of them. In one motion they were in front of Kano, their shortened mantles fluttering at their backs. 
	“Come.” 
	“Ing.” 
	“Through.” They called out one after another as they tackled into the black feline, knocking into his gut with a jab as they rushed past him. 
	“Hgahhs goshg w-wait can't talk about-.” 
	“We don't bite.” 
	“I do.” Grapp contrasted her sibling’s taunt, launching back with her maw wide agape, her flat fanged molars gleaming in Kano's eyes. 
	“Pahahfa,” He shrieked and tumbled back, curling up into a ball on his descent and rolling back and away from them, ending up right were the triplet had started. “O-Owoh I-I can do that?” Kano stammered, and peered up. His blue bar above had decreased from his evasive maneuver. Though, despite being attacked his yellow bar only had a slight dent n it. “Huh…” And the triplets did have three yellow bars, though shared a blue, which had yet to deplete. 
	“O-ok, maybe I can…” 
	Just then their bar drained. The hallway cast in a faint shadow as darkness flared upon the triplets’ backs, spreading out into a leathery wingspan as they took to the sky. 
	“We.” 
	“Are.” 
	“The night.” 
	“Huah-waahaa?”


“H-huh? They're-. Are they vampires?” 
	“Right chou are, chou would think the castle, cape, and pale complexion be a hint.” 
	“Huh,” Dana mouthed, looking at the figures on screen, “It does feel like he might have a shot in this match up.” 
	Vi chuckled. “Dear, chou are making the same mistake as our aspiring extra. Chou do not decline an applicant before chou' have seen their audition.” 


The triplets soared right above him with their wings folding back, diving rump first. 
	“Bat.” 
	“Ter.” 
	“Down,” they called out as they soared down. 
	Grapp's rump clapped into Kano's chest and staggering him backwards. -Sbwnng- Then an arrow glowed up before him, pointing down. Kano ducked out of the way of Grapp. -Shngh- another arrow upwards. Without thought he launched up. 
	-Ttwmhph- And caught Grull mid-flight.  For a moment they just stared at one another, equally perplexed. Then gravity flipped back on, and they tumbled to the ground, the carpet and Grull combined breaking Kano's fall as the feline accidentally dunked her. -Bgwnnwpsthsw-
	“Pahaga.” Kano was the one of them to squeal. The third of the triplet's bars decreasing by a hefty chunk. 
	Gripp and Grapp rushed forth, bracing and slamming their guts forwards into Kano's head, for a moment embedding him in a cushion of white fluff, before he was launched back in the stilted falling routine, landing on his back for a moment to recover. 
	“Th-that scoundrel,” Grull mumbled. 
	“How dare he?” 
	“I say we ma tenderize his ass,” Grapp chimed in. 
	Then they all snapped into a pose beside one another, leaning forwards one at a time. 
	“To enjoy.” 
	“Ya meal.” 
	“You have to.” then they all cracked their knuckles in unison. 
	“Work up an appetite.” 
	Kano bit his lip, clutching his shoulder after snapping up from his fall. “I -I didn't.”  
	“To enjoy.” 
	“A ya mea-” 
	“To enjoy.”
	“Ya-.” 
	“To enj-. To enj-. To enjo-.” 
	The taunt repeated, mid sentence the three snared into setting their pose, till only Gripp flickered between leaning forward and back again in the taunt. 
	It didn't matter how many times she saw it, watching his opponent spasm out always sent a chill down his spine. 
	“Speed.” 
	“And.” 
	“Grace.” they were upon him again, Grull's grace clapping into his chest, doubling over to gasp for breath. 
	-Gbrbgllghs- A gurgle wrung through the bunnies' guts. 
	“My, I am starving.” Grull announced. 
	“Me too,” Grapp agreed. 
	“Me three.” Gripp added. 
	“What do you girls say we…” 
	Kano's frame tensed up, staring up and flailing his paws in the semblance of a defensive stance. But they had vanished. 
	“W-where did- yygaagnpofogyfh.” He heaved out as Gripp hugged onto his thigh,  sinking her flat fangs into the thick of his fur. 
	“Grab.” 
	As he reached down to sweep her off, Grapp materialized over his arm. 
	“A.” She called out and clasped her jaw into the golden stripe beneath his shoulder. Their bodies weighing him down before Grull pounced on his back, arms wrapped around his shoulders. 
	“Bite.” she exclaimed before plunging her molars into the nape of his neck. Their fangs gnawed into his frame like a fork jabbed into rising dough. -Ghrllbpghths- -Ommpghlrptj-. Then they suckled, a unified slosh of fluids slurped up through the trio of maws. -Bbgnnnwgs- In each gulp their gullets inflated, bloating their necks to slap onto his coat in the expansion of skin, buffered by their pillowy fuzz. -Bhgllfpgjtsu- -Lpgmpghgsl- Suckling swallow after swallow, siphoning his essence past the abyss of the vampire bunnies's endless gluttony. 
	“Mgm smpagh aha-st-stasops sit-ih gi-I g-givehg…” Kano mumbled. There was, no pain? The feline would imagine getting your blood sucked out would at least accompany a piercing ache. Though he just, felt… dizzy. His eyelids clasping shut as they swarmed him down to the carpeted floor. The ceiling blurring to a uniform grey. Come to think of it, he hadn't seen any blood either? T-then what were they… 


“Ooooh, bu-but.” 
	“Mmhmm,” Vi mused at Dana's realisation. 
	“Tu-. That's-. That means?” 
	“See it now?” 
	“Y-yeah. Boss, I don't, think I have a chance,” Dana mumbled, brushing the vibrating controller lower and lower down her torso as the rumbles set in. 
	“Told Chou. I am starting to feel for him, I can't manage a shoot either if I'm that drained.” 


~ 3 ~


“Ofourhghs. Ifsmph…” Kano mumbled, holding his head in his paws and shifting. After slumping forwards on his knuckles he sprung up, standing through involuntary reflexes. The first things growing coherent were the shape of the triplets, they were right within arm’s reach. Snapping up to his knees left him upright, the forced motion contributing to the haze of the world around him. Kano shuddered, he had to make some distance between them, get up and run, be on his feet paws and … But, he wouldn't. He remained, standing on his knees. 
	“Wh-why c-can't I move?” 
	“Aww.” 
	“Thas.” 
	“Adorable.” The three said, and sauntered up closer, each in a synchronised, practiced gait. They closed in, the triplets each towering a head above him. 
	Kano blinked, and looked down, below he saw the carpet, his paws sturdy on the ground, and yet. 
	“They always say.” 
	“We should pick on someone…” 
	“Our own size.” The three mused. 
	Kano stumbled back, staring up, the ceiling was even higher and… his healthbar, it hadn't drained. Instead it had, shrunken? Capped off at the halfway point. Whilst each of the triplet’s, had extended. The three of them put together, now holding tons more, breaking the balance in their stamina pools. 
	“Look at this toy,” Gripp called out and bumped her hind, now spanning the width of his belly, into his torso. 
	“Look at this twerp.” Grapp called after, slamming into him from behind -Cfmmfpthths- Kano smushed up between the vampire bunnies, the compression of their buns smothering his airflow. 
	“Trash, is what is his rightful name,” Grull concluded and rammed her rear between the two, the force launching Kano out of their grasp, crashing into the screen pane, -Cbtgtsh- and bouncing back onto the stage in the same falling routine -Cllpghthsp-. Though now he was faster to get up, and quicker to see how his bar above had drained form just one move. 


“This almost feels like cheating, does he have any chance at this point? Armnf, mm… aren't they just gonna bully that cat?” 
	“Mmmhmm.” Vi huffed out, grinding her controller between her thighs as she fiddled with the buttons. 
	“O-ooh,” and snickered, nibbling her lip as she watched the vampire triples toss Kano between them. 


-Ghrbglpggs- “Phaa, I 'm still hungry.” 
	“I could go fer something.” 
	“How uncouth, we've yet to give the tour.” 
	Gripp smiled and leapt towards the shrunken kitty, mid leap her form dispersed into a fluttering cloud of floozy white bats, swarming around. 
	As the hoard neared -Bnnhb- -Bngnh- -Bngngh-. A number of arrows popped up in all directions. 
	“Uufh sohow.” Kano huffed out before the bats swarmed around him, concealing his form in the bushel of clapping wings and wriggling fluff.
	He tried struggling and sweeping them off before they smashed into him, pressing into every crevice of his form, burrowing their bodies against him. -Cllpgthhtg- and merging around him. Fluffy melting into slobbering walls of naked flesh, and lissome skin concealing him in a cocoon coated in sticky nectar. 
	“H-ahwuaa?” KH-hw-ohow dis wirehair am I?” 
	“Enjoy your Gripp tripp.” Gripp called out as she slammed into her Kano engorged gut, the feline bulge bulldozed and bursting forth through her honeypot, lobbing the drenched feline into the air, right into another amassing cloud of bats. -Cglpgghs- as soon as he passed the threshold of fluttering limbs he was cast into a growling sack of a stomach, vapors bubbling and rising around him as the gullet warped open above. 
	“Don't forget your Grapp brapp,” Grapp called out as the -Chgbglglgps- boiling of her tummy rose up along with the congested lump of Kano, inflating her cheeks until… -Bhuraahrhrrroorsp- the feline was launched out past her lips, catapulted by the force of a thick, caustic roar of a belch which juggled him even higher, until his arc ended in another cloud. -Cllpghhgs- the swarm merging to cradle him in a tunnel of humid rubber, walls connoted into wrinkles undulating into the kitty's drenched skin, as kneading motions ferried him through the clasp of a bowel. 
	“Mfms, and don't forget themf mfs, Grull, toll.” Grull heaved as she hung suspended in the air, the bulge of Kano worming its way down onto her frame. Cheeks cleaving apart as his head -PFPlsththsp- jammed out her rear, swaying and mumbling in a haze as the proud, snickering bun strained, grunting as her ass delivered the length of the compressed Kano, cheeks moulding and warping around his contours, as they deposited him into the air, and let him tumble like a hairball to the ground far below -clptbtpbshw- 
	“Pfhaaf saawa…” Kano mumbled, twitching on the ground, stunned as he was wasn't forced to stand a moment later. 
	-Gbfhhggs- “Hey, girls.?” Gripp called out, rubbing her jostling tummy. “I could.” 
	“Sure, go,” Grapp responded. “For second.” Grull concluded, the three swarming onto Kano, arching back their heads and slamming down on his neck. Their bodies obscuring his as the gurgling slurp chorus echoed through, and Kano's stamina bar gradually shrunk back. 


~ 4 ~


Kano opened his eyes to three monoliths of fluff. His mass siphoned to the point his head didn't reach their waists. The three of them guffing in amusement; their attitude now monstrously befitting their stature. 
	“Whose adorable now?” Gripp teased and knocked Kano over with her foot. 
	“All's left.” 
	“Is to finish you off.” 
	“And we've decided,” Gripp continued.  
	“Tha’ honor.” 
	“Befalls…” 
	“Me.” They all said in unison. Their eyes then shifting to one another, eyelids creeping down to, exchanging sibling glares like arrows. 


“So, Chou do chou choose?” Vi mused, nudging into Dana's shoulder, “Each has got their own, persuasion. Take Chour time, but do hurry, I've been aching for some action.” 
	Dana swallowed, peering between her boss, and the three prompts popping up on the screen.


 ~ Gripp's Blockbuster Move: Rear Cemetary Entombment ~
~ Grapp's Blockbuster Move: Total Reduction ~
~ Grull's Blockbuster Move: Authority's Streampress ~

Selection Chosen
~ Grull's Blockbuster Move: Authority's Streampress ~


“Stand aside, dears, someone had better educate our guest in the pecking order.” Grull said and sauntered forwards. The stage growing dim, so only the glow of her mauve lipstick was outlined. The shadows all that remained in her place a moment later. 
	Kano twisted, surveying around him as darkness encroached. 
	-Chhgtch- Then a pair of paws clapped into his side, hoisting him upwards into Grull's embrace.
	She held him with the grace one would a tattered doll, her head dipping toward shim. Grull's tongue lulled out, moistening the edge of her lips before they sealed, and bulged out in a smooth pucker. Those glossy purple lips loomed over above, large enough to cover half his head. She leaned closer, a wisp of her warm breath rustling against Kano's neck. He swallowed, closed his eyes and leaned in… 
	“Phew,” Grull snickered. 
	Kano opened his eyes to see how far she had leaned back from him. “You are quite the arrogant cretin should you think yourself deservant of my lips.” She scolds, and hoists him up, tosing the feline to the floor. 
	Kano's limbs clattering against the carpet, breaking his fall. 
	“Ylet me make it painfully obvious to you where you rank on the hierarchy,” Grull calls out from above as she raises her hind high, the mounds of plush bunny blubber blocking out his light. the air whistling around their cheeks as they descended upon the shrunken Feline. -Bbttwwwmfmpsddf-. -Dmmpgggfffddth- the earth-shattering crash of the hind ramming into this frame became a muffled rumbled as Kanos' face laid entombed under bunny blubber. 
	“Is this clear enough for that degenerate little head of yours?” Grull asked as she gyrated her hips down on the diminished feline. Her buns gyrating  to grind his frame back into the carpet with the pressure of the rolling pudge above. 
	“Perhaps this is enough to etch your stature on the inside of that thick skull,” she boomed above as a -Chhrrllpggbtthts- growl of displaced gas wrung from her bowels, rattling out to her jiggling cheeks resting upon the feline. The bun leaned back so her cheeks -Fppflrrwths- encompassed everything above his waist, only his flailing legs seen poking out under them. -Bbbfbprrrrlpddrrtph- A gale of humid miasma jettisoned from the depths of Grull's crack, the force of the constrained stream pelting into his frame and marching out in waves of putters around him. The rippling booty chub bouncing and hammering into his frame — like being bulldozed under bubble wrap, each divot caved in from the rushing fumes, springing back with equal force. Kano's frame laid peppered in the raw effervescent musk from of the vampire's hind while she scootched and smushed him down beneath her mammoth mounds. 
	“Phaa,” she sighed and hoisted her rear up, peering down at the steaming imprint on the carpet with the scrunched up Kano funnelled to the center in line with the canyon of her rear mountains. “Would you hazard a guess to where you belong, now?” 
	“Mf haah I-.” 
	“Hopeless,” Grull sighed as she pummelled him back with her hind. The moisture from -PFprbrbrptpthhtss- another bout of fumes heating their fur and dewing it up with residue of the condensed vapors, the air beneath the hind maturating with a damp character of copper and carrots. -Dmmptth- -dmdpdhts- She slammed her hind onto him, again and again, Kano stuck in a loop of barely getting a grasp of fresh air before it was beaten out of him in an avalanche of lissome ass fat. 
	“If I have to beat it into you, so be it, fmfps.” 
	The repeated pummelling and humidity leaking from the hind matted the surrounding carpet, leaving the strains of him flat to the ground in a groove contouring Grull's behind, sealing Kano without a buffer as the hind ground into his frame. -Ffbbbrorfhths- Bouts of briny flatulence bubbled through on impact, the humidity injecting itself through Kano's coat, baking him under the lurid pressure. Each -cllffwthpw- clap of the cheeks moulding onto his frame and relieved him of a breath of air, until his mind grew hazy, and the spaces between batters melded together. His body bounced along with the heave of the rump, to be clobbered back behind the endless expanse of fluffy pudge. -Bfbrprpwfffsths- splutters of auburn fumes  burrowing through his frame, macerating his tendering muscles. 
	-Twwwwfpgghss- The hind barrelled down, smothering him in the raw weight of Grull's authority. And then rested. For a moment Kano could gather his thoughts, lost in the dusk beneath the grand rump. 
	-Chfhfths- Then with a brush of fuzz, the cheeks pinched onto his head. Grull standing up, hoisting Kano with her, head submerged between decompressed cheeks; the feline fighter dangling out of her crack like a rag doll. 
	“Do you feel it now? The difference between us?” She asked and jiggled her rear towards the cavern of an ass grove beneath her, “we bear the weight of responsibility, while a classless cretin like you, is barely fit to carry us,” she announced. Grull flicked her hind up, Kano swinging with the motion, and waiting a moment for his body to align to the ground. She grunted, and hopped, and bore down all of her bulk as she dunked him onto the smoking crater. 
	-Chrlrlpbfglwpfthst- A crinkle and clasp of wet clay sprouted -Dmmddnnnffftgh- after the impact. Kano conscious enough to feel how the blubber of the rabbit's posterior enveloped every cent of his body. The blubber steam pressing him to the ground with such authority that any resistance faltered, be it will or body, all bended and molded beneath her hind. 
	The black feline was smushed together with a crinkling splatter as Grull kneaded and swirled her hind back and forth in the groove, the rims of the ass-print welling up with dunes of onyx fur and golden strips speckled with wavy orange stripes. 
	“Mmpf smpah. As I expected you fit he mold of a kiss ass, just perfectly.” Grull huffed out as she rose Cfhrrlfpchsbthsts- a light crinkle and putter of ripping old, gummed tape off of rubber chimed out as she hoisted herself up sporting a flattened, pinched-oval disk of fur that covered the entirety of her ass. Flattened imprints of paws and thighs dressing the disk, along with a tangled swirl of a tail. The once neat stripes mangled and malformed to squiggles from the grind of the bunbun's buns: An ass-pressed Kano vinyl. 
	Grull hooked a digit under the flattened Kano vinyl, and drew it back with a smatter and a grin -Clflfrhthts- -Chlpfhthsts- like digging into gruel that's had all morning to coagulate. -Fllfpsths- Until the last bit of the black patch snapped off her hind, bobbing and jostling in the air, fluttering like a flag in the grasp of her paw, the front sporting a faultered imprint of Kano's muzzle, mimicking what the feline would have looked like from above in both guise and dimensions. His eyes dim and dizzy, and his cheeks as rosy as this little snout. 
	The other twins flocked up to fawn. 
	“Wow.”  
	“Your butt can’t be beat.” 
	“Darlings, of that I'm very much aware.” She said, together the three hoisting up the flattened Kano between them towards the screen ahead. 
	“Complete technical knock out.”


~ 5 ~


Vi snickered, drawng in a hissing breath through her teeth as she scratched a particular itch with the joystick. “Mmmfss, Do chou know what I call that, Dana?” 
	“Mfmpf smpfhss mpha…,” Dana huffed next to her, grinding the length of the controller down her lap and winking at Vi's question. 
	“Mfff aahfs, s-sorry, Director, t-the way her ass bound and, bounced in those close-ups was a mmfs, aa… P-pancake Cat, pancake? Pa-pancat, cat… caked?” She mumbled a haze of lust. 
	“Chou call that, a stylish performance, just lacking depth.” 
	Dana found herself snickering, instead of the courtesy chuckles she had gotten used to in this field. “Mfmsp he r-really caved in under pressure, but looks like he enjoyed it.”
	“Right chou are, a real, cAssanova.” 
	Dana choked back a giggle, panting as her eyes drew back to the screen, seeing the Buns taking turns grinding their cheeks into the flattened fighter. “Does, this mean, he's not a good fit?” 
	Vi peered back at Dana in silence. 
	“A-as an extra?” 
	“He's a softie. Though, that means he's malleable. Though, it'd be a shame to hire him, when he's already a star on the small screen, don't chou think?”