1 Armed Pervert Meets Alcoholic Teenage Girl, What Could Go Wrong? [Invite Only/NK/Maigo] Thu Nov 03, 2016 11:02 pm
Cana
D-rank
Gulp, gulp, gulp. An entire glass's full of beer rushed down Cana's throat all at once and into her soft belly, which rumbled a little in satisfaction as if the alcohol kept her going, which it sort of did. The sixteen year old girl herself let out a long, bassy belch in satisfaction that would echo across the entire Siren's Den; she loved to just let it all out of her system, so to speak. The bartender and all the regulars at the bar had gotten used to her habit of burping like crazy during and after drinking, ever since she first entered the bar at the age of fifteen. Of course, they didn't mind it much at all; her presence to them meant eye candy... or a black eye if they stared too hard. Or got too hard, for that matter. She was drinking at the Siren's Den, of course, a location that tripled as a bar, a club, and a stripclub. This brought together all sorts of personalities, many of which seemed to clash. Two such personalities were the pervert and the assertive young woman.
The young woman would seem to be easy picking for any pervert who intended to go to the stripclub; in fact, she was once invited to go work for the stripclub by an employee who recognized the demand for younger girls there but denied the offer based on the fact that she wanted to keep her dignity. Her body was damn near perfect by the standards of most people in general, especially perverts (unless the individual pervert had some really weird kinks). Voluptuous breasts accompanied her slim, tan body; her flat, curvy stomach also attracted the attention of many onlookers, male and female alike, being complemented and accentuated by her well-defined hips. Oftentimes, she would catch people gazing at her ample posterior in amazement. Puberty had certainly worked wonders on this girl; she wore extremely skimpy outfits to show it off to the whole world. The scantily clad girl had three main outfits that she wore: her everyday outfit, her mission outfit, and her party/bar outfit. The one that she wore right now, the bar outfit, was the most skimpy out of all of them, revealing the entirety of her legs, including her thunder thighs; the other two outfits always covered them with tight capri pants that had left just a little more to the imagination, she supposed. The outfit that she wore composed of a white bikini top with floral patterns whose straps traveled up and down her shoulders and a small white bikini bottom with floral patterns that left as most exposed skin as possible; her Hanafuda deck of cards would be stuffed below her cleavage, within the white bikini top. Of course, wearing such risque clothes, she would be the target of multiple perversions, especially when in such proximity to a strip club.
Cana could feel a hand tightly squeeze her rear. Oh shit, this guy was in some big trouble. It had happened quite a few times before with different men, but she had always made it a point to punish whichever man had done it severely in order to show the others that this was not acceptable in the slightest. She turned around and threw a punch at him, knocking him to the ground with force.
"Never try that again, you perv!" she yelled at him in anger as he scurried away, embarrassed with a red face to prove it. Who could guess what other perverts she would stumble across in this bar?
WC: 604
The young woman would seem to be easy picking for any pervert who intended to go to the stripclub; in fact, she was once invited to go work for the stripclub by an employee who recognized the demand for younger girls there but denied the offer based on the fact that she wanted to keep her dignity. Her body was damn near perfect by the standards of most people in general, especially perverts (unless the individual pervert had some really weird kinks). Voluptuous breasts accompanied her slim, tan body; her flat, curvy stomach also attracted the attention of many onlookers, male and female alike, being complemented and accentuated by her well-defined hips. Oftentimes, she would catch people gazing at her ample posterior in amazement. Puberty had certainly worked wonders on this girl; she wore extremely skimpy outfits to show it off to the whole world. The scantily clad girl had three main outfits that she wore: her everyday outfit, her mission outfit, and her party/bar outfit. The one that she wore right now, the bar outfit, was the most skimpy out of all of them, revealing the entirety of her legs, including her thunder thighs; the other two outfits always covered them with tight capri pants that had left just a little more to the imagination, she supposed. The outfit that she wore composed of a white bikini top with floral patterns whose straps traveled up and down her shoulders and a small white bikini bottom with floral patterns that left as most exposed skin as possible; her Hanafuda deck of cards would be stuffed below her cleavage, within the white bikini top. Of course, wearing such risque clothes, she would be the target of multiple perversions, especially when in such proximity to a strip club.
Bar Outfit
Cana could feel a hand tightly squeeze her rear. Oh shit, this guy was in some big trouble. It had happened quite a few times before with different men, but she had always made it a point to punish whichever man had done it severely in order to show the others that this was not acceptable in the slightest. She turned around and threw a punch at him, knocking him to the ground with force.
"Never try that again, you perv!" she yelled at him in anger as he scurried away, embarrassed with a red face to prove it. Who could guess what other perverts she would stumble across in this bar?
WC: 604