The Neo-Shogun Associate HQ: not nearly as sexy as one might imagine. In contrast to the popularized fashion of their well-known generals, the associate HQ is a massive, open field surrounded by a wooden log fence. It is bisected inside; one half houses any tents and mats, where the soldiers, similar looking spearmen in yellow tunics, live. The other half is much smaller but contains structures for the generals and shogun.
Like most guests, Shuri would find that the coordinates put her on the noisy, soldiery side of the gate.
At the back of a row of supply tents stood the Neo-Shogun sorceress, Dee, dressed in her usual low-cut blue dress, barefooted. She batted at the air before her face with an ornate blue-and-white folding fan; the temperate climate of the associate HQ never suited her. Nearby sat a cart, burdened by a box so large that the body of the trolley below it seemed almost dwarfed by its size. In front of the cart was another girl, much smaller with light brown hair and a somewhat flushed face. She looked like she'd fallen asleep holding the cart like a rickshaw, although beneath her arms rather than on her shoulders. She was dressed in a more conservative white garment consisting of a silk shirt and matching, fluttery shorts.
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In the blink of an eye, Shuri arrived at the HQ. She wasn't especially impressed; it looked more like a simple fort than anything. She was half-tempted to see if she could locate this 'Dee' person without getting detected, but that'd look needlessly suspicious on the off chance she was caught. Ah well.
Despite not utilizing any of her ninja skills, it didn't take long for the dark clad Navi to find her target. Fortunately, she'd done a little research beforehand, so she wouldn't wander the camp aimlessly asking every girl Navi if they were Dee. Instead, she simply had to wander the camp aimlessly until she found her...but she was lucky enough to not even have to do that.
"Is it really a good idea to go around barefoot in Sharo, even if you're inside?" She wasn't entirely serious, but Shuri did have to wonder why she wasn't wearing footwear of any kind. "But I digress. I'm Shuri, the Navi answering your mission request. It's nice to meet you, General." She bowed as a sign of respect...though she never had much respect for ranks and such. First impressions and all that junk.
Despite not utilizing any of her ninja skills, it didn't take long for the dark clad Navi to find her target. Fortunately, she'd done a little research beforehand, so she wouldn't wander the camp aimlessly asking every girl Navi if they were Dee. Instead, she simply had to wander the camp aimlessly until she found her...but she was lucky enough to not even have to do that.
"Is it really a good idea to go around barefoot in Sharo, even if you're inside?" She wasn't entirely serious, but Shuri did have to wonder why she wasn't wearing footwear of any kind. "But I digress. I'm Shuri, the Navi answering your mission request. It's nice to meet you, General." She bowed as a sign of respect...though she never had much respect for ranks and such. First impressions and all that junk.
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"I feel like I've wasted a pedicure if I don't show them off!" the woman joked, stopping her fanning to use the device to shroud the lower half of her face. "Well, despite the access through a Sharo portal, it stays fairly warm and muggy here. Despite being an aqua navi I'm not a big fan of the cold. But then, I don't like this dry heat either," she sighed, switching back to fanning herself. Her odd, mixed black/white hair fluttered with the little effort she put in. "I'm surprised you're not hot in that... but then... well, nevermind, I haven't gotten that far. It's good to meet you. Please, call me Dee."
"I'm Sake, by the way. You have to pronounce the 'e' though," the little girl piped up, as if her own pronunciation hadn't made that clear. "Sorry, I'm a lil' tipsy~" she cooed, then seemingly fell back to sleep.
"She always is," Dee sighed. Turning back to Shuri, she veiled her smile again. "Please, listen to the secret mission I have in mind. Ninjas are known for their cunning and resourcefulness, but also to their unquestioning, faithful servitude of their lords. When I hear that, I know one thing: ninjas are sexy! That sounds like something any Lord would fantasize about... that might be why lords become lords! Sometimes I suspect that's why our Shogun gets out of the bed in the morning.... Not that I suspect he actually has a bed. Anyway, point is he's actually a pretty quiet and humble guy, but he clearly likes to look at sexy women, given how he lets Yasu dress us."
"Although Yasu didn't give me real sexy clothes, for some reason," Sake mentioned, although the reason was obviously her apparent age... which made the fact that she was as drunk as she was especially awkward.
"Well, I'm thinking, what's likely to turn him on more than a stripper cake with a ninja in it? It's brilliant! The anniversary of our founding is tomorrow and this will be a terrific gift for him. I've got the cake already," she explained, patting the giant box proudly. "Now all we need is an authentic net ninja who, unlike Vee, does not look fifteen and will not eat the cake before it gets to him. All you have to do is put on a strip show for the Shogun after you pop out of the cake... but with a ninja twist! Like, use your cool ninja things in the show. And if you do that, I will give you the SP base, even if it all goes south and it's just awkward! Doesn't that sound simple?" she finished, her eyes looking cheerful over the top of her fan. "If you perform especially well, I will throw in a bonus!"
"One more thing... the boss lady," Sake added.
"No need to worry about her! Okay, so First General Yasu kind of hates this sort of thing... and me... and the idea of anyone going near the Shogun. But she's never going to know! She's away on some mission!" the sorceress scoffed, blowing a raspberry with her tongue.
"I'm Sake, by the way. You have to pronounce the 'e' though," the little girl piped up, as if her own pronunciation hadn't made that clear. "Sorry, I'm a lil' tipsy~" she cooed, then seemingly fell back to sleep.
"She always is," Dee sighed. Turning back to Shuri, she veiled her smile again. "Please, listen to the secret mission I have in mind. Ninjas are known for their cunning and resourcefulness, but also to their unquestioning, faithful servitude of their lords. When I hear that, I know one thing: ninjas are sexy! That sounds like something any Lord would fantasize about... that might be why lords become lords! Sometimes I suspect that's why our Shogun gets out of the bed in the morning.... Not that I suspect he actually has a bed. Anyway, point is he's actually a pretty quiet and humble guy, but he clearly likes to look at sexy women, given how he lets Yasu dress us."
"Although Yasu didn't give me real sexy clothes, for some reason," Sake mentioned, although the reason was obviously her apparent age... which made the fact that she was as drunk as she was especially awkward.
"Well, I'm thinking, what's likely to turn him on more than a stripper cake with a ninja in it? It's brilliant! The anniversary of our founding is tomorrow and this will be a terrific gift for him. I've got the cake already," she explained, patting the giant box proudly. "Now all we need is an authentic net ninja who, unlike Vee, does not look fifteen and will not eat the cake before it gets to him. All you have to do is put on a strip show for the Shogun after you pop out of the cake... but with a ninja twist! Like, use your cool ninja things in the show. And if you do that, I will give you the SP base, even if it all goes south and it's just awkward! Doesn't that sound simple?" she finished, her eyes looking cheerful over the top of her fan. "If you perform especially well, I will throw in a bonus!"
"One more thing... the boss lady," Sake added.
"No need to worry about her! Okay, so First General Yasu kind of hates this sort of thing... and me... and the idea of anyone going near the Shogun. But she's never going to know! She's away on some mission!" the sorceress scoffed, blowing a raspberry with her tongue.
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...Now that Dee mentioned it, it WAS kinda hot in here. Shuri did nothing to air herself out, however. Not that she didn't have her reasons for it, mind you. And, wait...Sake? SAKE? So, that kid was completely plastered? Appearances could be deceiving, sure, but...yeesh.
All right, time to hear this secret mission. Cunningness, resourcefulness, yep...faithful to their lord? ...Eh, she was pretty loyal to Naomi, and she never divulged a client's identity if they didn't want it revealed, so sure. Sexy? Of course she was, but what did that have to do with anything?
........................................THAT was it? THAT was what they needed a genuine, in the flesh ninja for? Shuri stared blankly at the requesting Navi, not quite knowing what to say; that was quite a bit to ask someone you'd only just met, even if it was actually for someone else. Still, all things considered, it was a relatively easy way to earn that SP base, and there was always that tantalizing bonus if she did well...besides, considering one of the possible meanings of kunoichi, it wasn't exactly against her practice...
But at the same time, she couldn't haphazardly accept. She had SOME integrity to protect, after all. "Sounds like this Yasu of yours hates everthing. Anyway, I'll accept...on two conditions. First, under no circumstances am I taking off my mask. The hood, fine, but the mask stays no matter what. I mean, what good's a ninja if everyone knows how they look? And second..." The ninja Navi fidgeted a little, a bit embarrassed that she had to even include this part. "I...I need to borrow some underclothes if I'm going to do this right. Since, you see, um...it doesn't look like it, but this outfit you're seeing? That's pretty much all I'm wearing. Oh, I have a few strips covering the naughty areas so they don't press through, but...for all intents and purposes, this is all I'm wearing. Since, this way, I have absolutely nothing unnecessary to slow me down, or keep me from going through even the tightest space! Sure, it might save me miniscule amounts of speed and space, but a ninja needs every edge they can get!" Also, while she wasn't going to mention it, one would be surprised at how often she could lure in security Navis just by selectively removing parts of her outfit and flaunting what was underneath...
All right, time to hear this secret mission. Cunningness, resourcefulness, yep...faithful to their lord? ...Eh, she was pretty loyal to Naomi, and she never divulged a client's identity if they didn't want it revealed, so sure. Sexy? Of course she was, but what did that have to do with anything?
........................................THAT was it? THAT was what they needed a genuine, in the flesh ninja for? Shuri stared blankly at the requesting Navi, not quite knowing what to say; that was quite a bit to ask someone you'd only just met, even if it was actually for someone else. Still, all things considered, it was a relatively easy way to earn that SP base, and there was always that tantalizing bonus if she did well...besides, considering one of the possible meanings of kunoichi, it wasn't exactly against her practice...
But at the same time, she couldn't haphazardly accept. She had SOME integrity to protect, after all. "Sounds like this Yasu of yours hates everthing. Anyway, I'll accept...on two conditions. First, under no circumstances am I taking off my mask. The hood, fine, but the mask stays no matter what. I mean, what good's a ninja if everyone knows how they look? And second..." The ninja Navi fidgeted a little, a bit embarrassed that she had to even include this part. "I...I need to borrow some underclothes if I'm going to do this right. Since, you see, um...it doesn't look like it, but this outfit you're seeing? That's pretty much all I'm wearing. Oh, I have a few strips covering the naughty areas so they don't press through, but...for all intents and purposes, this is all I'm wearing. Since, this way, I have absolutely nothing unnecessary to slow me down, or keep me from going through even the tightest space! Sure, it might save me miniscule amounts of speed and space, but a ninja needs every edge they can get!" Also, while she wasn't going to mention it, one would be surprised at how often she could lure in security Navis just by selectively removing parts of her outfit and flaunting what was underneath...
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"I know, right? It's hard having such a jerk as a boss," Dee agreed, idly fanning herself. She perked up once they got to the negotiations, however. "So you won't take off your mask... I like it! Very sexy, that's a great authentic ninja touch," she responded. Her eyes looked amused, but it was hard to tell whether she was giving genuine praise or trying to make fun of her ninja/stripper hiree. "Well, you and Yasu do have one thing in common: that's the same sort of justification she uses for running around in her own outfit... although she needs the justification more than you do."
"Underwear, though? It doesn't grow on trees! Well... maybe somewhere? I'll bet there's a panty tree somewhere on the net," Sake interrupted.
Dee smiled and crossed her arms. "I'm sure there is. I would lend you mine but I'm sure you don't want to wear anything second-hand... My girls and I just washed ours recently, but Sake and I already changed. Escort's are still in there since she isn't back from her mission yet, but... let's just say they're not the right size and I'm fairly certain of that. Arch's would fit about right, but she wears everything bright, shiny gold... which will clash with the ninja look a bit."
"Who else is there?" Sake asked, rolling her head back and forth she leaned against the cake box.
"Well, the problem is I doubt most of the other girls around here have spares, since most navis don't tend to wash or need to wash their clothes. Vee is a ninja but she's like a little kid... no way her stuff will fit. Lee might work, but I bet she doesn't have spares. There's also that new navi, Survey, who handles our security, but... I don't know much about her. She certainly doesn't LOOK like she'd have spare sexy underwear for you." Dee crossed her arms pensively and tapped her fan up and down against her forearm. "Tricky."
"I'll bet there are soldiers selling women's underwear around here somewhere! Course, it might be used...." Sake suggested.
Dee laughed at the thought, but didn't respond. "Of course, if you had a spare GMO to use and an operator who's a quick programmer, that would make this easy," she sighed, not realizing that Shuri's was otherwise occupied. "Any of this striking your fancy?"
"Underwear, though? It doesn't grow on trees! Well... maybe somewhere? I'll bet there's a panty tree somewhere on the net," Sake interrupted.
Dee smiled and crossed her arms. "I'm sure there is. I would lend you mine but I'm sure you don't want to wear anything second-hand... My girls and I just washed ours recently, but Sake and I already changed. Escort's are still in there since she isn't back from her mission yet, but... let's just say they're not the right size and I'm fairly certain of that. Arch's would fit about right, but she wears everything bright, shiny gold... which will clash with the ninja look a bit."
"Who else is there?" Sake asked, rolling her head back and forth she leaned against the cake box.
"Well, the problem is I doubt most of the other girls around here have spares, since most navis don't tend to wash or need to wash their clothes. Vee is a ninja but she's like a little kid... no way her stuff will fit. Lee might work, but I bet she doesn't have spares. There's also that new navi, Survey, who handles our security, but... I don't know much about her. She certainly doesn't LOOK like she'd have spare sexy underwear for you." Dee crossed her arms pensively and tapped her fan up and down against her forearm. "Tricky."
"I'll bet there are soldiers selling women's underwear around here somewhere! Course, it might be used...." Sake suggested.
Dee laughed at the thought, but didn't respond. "Of course, if you had a spare GMO to use and an operator who's a quick programmer, that would make this easy," she sighed, not realizing that Shuri's was otherwise occupied. "Any of this striking your fancy?"
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...Ugh. Who would've thought her not wearing regular underwear would be a problem in a mission? Shuri didn't show any of it, of course, but she was definitely panicking a little on the inside. At this rate, she was going to have wear second-hand underwear, which was more than a little weird to her. But at the same time, did she really have a choice here? Stripping wasn't going to work if she had just her ninja outfit and the strips underneath...she needed more than that for maximum sex appeal.
"Well, the operator thing's out. She's working right now, and even if she wasn't, she's a terrible programmer. Unless someone can think of something quick, I guess I don't have much of a choice but to go second-hand. But...nothing with any stains on it, because that's just gross on so many levels! ...Are you guys SURE there's no one else you can ask? I'd really like it clean, if it's at all possible..."
"Well, the operator thing's out. She's working right now, and even if she wasn't, she's a terrible programmer. Unless someone can think of something quick, I guess I don't have much of a choice but to go second-hand. But...nothing with any stains on it, because that's just gross on so many levels! ...Are you guys SURE there's no one else you can ask? I'd really like it clean, if it's at all possible..."
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"Stains? What exactly is it you think we do here?" Dee joked, smiling as she continued to work her fan. She seemed to be coming up with an idea, as she fell into a short silence.
Sake spoke up. "Like sake stains... sometimes it's hard to wash out," she added. "Although I don't know why you'd drink in your underwear..."
"Hush, I'm thinking... oh, what were their names. We won two interns from a game show recently, as strange as that sounds. Their bodies aren't too different from yours and they received new uniforms recently, which they've been wearing. They may still have their old clothes in their tents! What do you say to a little panty raiding, ninja? With real ninja skills, it will be like stealing panties from a baby!"
"That's so wrong..." Sake murmured, then promptly dozed off, seeing she wasn't needed for now.
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Dee crept along with Shuri to a group of small, sleeping tents. "They're staying in the same lodging as soldiers... poor things! Anyway, why not reach in there and see what you can find? I'm sure they're folded nice and neat~" the sorceress giggled, hiding her grin with the unfolded fan. "Capo and Kindle! Those were their names. Kindle is rather busty and Capo is... not. Either ought to work. Fashion-wise I have no idea what you're going to get."
Kindl's tent sat on the left, Capo's on the right, identifiable only by a name engraved on a wooden plaque in front of the tent (almost like a dog house). Next in line past them was "Soldier #072" if Shuri fancied a man-stinking, oversized pair of fundoshi underwear instead. In any case, crawling into the tent was probably overkill... you could stick your torso in and extend your arms to feel at everything.
Sake spoke up. "Like sake stains... sometimes it's hard to wash out," she added. "Although I don't know why you'd drink in your underwear..."
"Hush, I'm thinking... oh, what were their names. We won two interns from a game show recently, as strange as that sounds. Their bodies aren't too different from yours and they received new uniforms recently, which they've been wearing. They may still have their old clothes in their tents! What do you say to a little panty raiding, ninja? With real ninja skills, it will be like stealing panties from a baby!"
"That's so wrong..." Sake murmured, then promptly dozed off, seeing she wasn't needed for now.
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Dee crept along with Shuri to a group of small, sleeping tents. "They're staying in the same lodging as soldiers... poor things! Anyway, why not reach in there and see what you can find? I'm sure they're folded nice and neat~" the sorceress giggled, hiding her grin with the unfolded fan. "Capo and Kindle! Those were their names. Kindle is rather busty and Capo is... not. Either ought to work. Fashion-wise I have no idea what you're going to get."
Kindl's tent sat on the left, Capo's on the right, identifiable only by a name engraved on a wooden plaque in front of the tent (almost like a dog house). Next in line past them was "Soldier #072" if Shuri fancied a man-stinking, oversized pair of fundoshi underwear instead. In any case, crawling into the tent was probably overkill... you could stick your torso in and extend your arms to feel at everything.
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"What? There are lots of way to get stains. For all I know, you dropped ketchup on yourself one day, and never found time to get it washed!" Was that scenario ridiculous? Yep. Was it more ridiculous than the concept for winning new members in a game show? Not even close. "Just up and take it from them, huh? Now you're talking my language! Though, this actually isn't the first time I'll be trying to swipe underwear..." Made her recall a job she'd taken before Naomi acquired her...yeesh, that was a weird one.
Anyway, time to pay a visit to their barracks...
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...Or what passed for them. Seriously, was that a tent or a tablecloth held up by a stick? Oh well, made peeking in and trying to grab something easier. "Oh, don't worry, I know a thing or two about this sort of work. You just keep an eye out for anyone else while I check out what I can grab!" With that, Shuri popped her top half into Capo's tent, and started to rummage through for some lingerie to 'borrow', making sure that she didn't leave a thing out of place after checking it. She actually had a specific reason for starting with the less busty of the two: if she had on a bra that was too small, it'd make her boobs look bigger, whereas one that was too big would make them look smaller than they really were.
Now, let's see what this Capo person was apt to wear underneath her outfit...
Anyway, time to pay a visit to their barracks...
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...Or what passed for them. Seriously, was that a tent or a tablecloth held up by a stick? Oh well, made peeking in and trying to grab something easier. "Oh, don't worry, I know a thing or two about this sort of work. You just keep an eye out for anyone else while I check out what I can grab!" With that, Shuri popped her top half into Capo's tent, and started to rummage through for some lingerie to 'borrow', making sure that she didn't leave a thing out of place after checking it. She actually had a specific reason for starting with the less busty of the two: if she had on a bra that was too small, it'd make her boobs look bigger, whereas one that was too big would make them look smaller than they really were.
Now, let's see what this Capo person was apt to wear underneath her outfit...
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"Black's your color, isn't it? Well, the other girl only wears brown, which is patent nonsense. Seldom is a woman flattered by brown," Dee scoffed, approving with Shuri's choice. "Now quick, back to the cake! You can change in one of the supply cabins and then we have to wheel our present up to the Shogun! If we waste too much time, Yasu will come back and turn our empire's birthday into a bitchday..."
Capo's underwear did look a little small, but manageable. It also looked a little semitransparent at parts, but also manageable. They might also squeeze her breasts a bit and might ride just a little tight on the hips, but manageable. They were neatly folded and clean; so fit for the task were they that Shuri could easily think she needed to go back and thank the girl later.
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Shuri had nothing to fear nor anything to respect about the supply cabin; all that she found inside were some unused, wooden barricades, a vast quantity of unused lanterns, unused oil for said unused lanterns, and so forth. Also lots of darkness, so hopefully, she was capable of undressing and redressing without seeing herself. If not, at least she had plenty of lanterns to act as backup.
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While Shuri took care of her business, Dee opened up the lid of the box, then the decorative, cream-coated lid of the cake itself. "Aha! Now drink up, Sake. You're going to need all the strength you can get to wheel this in for the Shogun!" she encouraged her ally in a fine display of neglect for societal norms.
Sake gave her a thumbs-up; she was already chugging from her gourd. "You know it doesn't really make me that much stronger though, right?" she questioned between gulps.
"Yes, but it does make you crazier! And crazy is just what I need you to be to go along with this for what I'm paying you!" Dee reaffirmed, sounding unwarrantedly proud.
The little girl gave a big grin. "Nothing, right?" she hiccupped.
"Exactomundo!" Dee laughed along, pressing her hands over her friend's shoulders as they giggled together.
Capo's underwear did look a little small, but manageable. It also looked a little semitransparent at parts, but also manageable. They might also squeeze her breasts a bit and might ride just a little tight on the hips, but manageable. They were neatly folded and clean; so fit for the task were they that Shuri could easily think she needed to go back and thank the girl later.
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Shuri had nothing to fear nor anything to respect about the supply cabin; all that she found inside were some unused, wooden barricades, a vast quantity of unused lanterns, unused oil for said unused lanterns, and so forth. Also lots of darkness, so hopefully, she was capable of undressing and redressing without seeing herself. If not, at least she had plenty of lanterns to act as backup.
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While Shuri took care of her business, Dee opened up the lid of the box, then the decorative, cream-coated lid of the cake itself. "Aha! Now drink up, Sake. You're going to need all the strength you can get to wheel this in for the Shogun!" she encouraged her ally in a fine display of neglect for societal norms.
Sake gave her a thumbs-up; she was already chugging from her gourd. "You know it doesn't really make me that much stronger though, right?" she questioned between gulps.
"Yes, but it does make you crazier! And crazy is just what I need you to be to go along with this for what I'm paying you!" Dee reaffirmed, sounding unwarrantedly proud.
The little girl gave a big grin. "Nothing, right?" she hiccupped.
"Exactomundo!" Dee laughed along, pressing her hands over her friend's shoulders as they giggled together.
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"Yep. Well, black and purple, obviously!" Fortunately, she had chosen wisely, as the underwear she purloined, while a tad small for her, were otherwise very well suited for the task at hand. She snagged a bra and panties set, and prepared for the next phase of the plan. Yep, she'd definitely manage with that...
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Upon seeing the supply cabin, it was pretty obvious that the Neo-Shogunate didn't consider fire safety to be a very high priority. If she was ever hired to destroy the camp for some reason, she certainly knew the easy way to do it. Still, the extra barricades and darkness made it to where she could change without anyone seeing her, except for herself. What kind of ninja had trouble seeing in the dark, after all? But, first things first...with a snap of her fingers, the giant shuriken on her back vanished; it was probably best to avoid wearing deadly weapons if she was going to strip.
After removing her boots and gloves (oddly, underneath them was simply more of the flexible material the rest of her outfit was made from), the female ninja reached under her cowl, stretched out the opening...and in one fell swoop, lowered it to her ankles, and then off. Just as she had said, she had absolutely nothing on underneath, save for three black strips attached to her breasts and crotch that prevented her from being obscene. In less arousing news, it also revealed her long purple hair, which went clear down to the waist...though at that length, it did nothing but point at her bare bottom.
Her bottom didn't remain bare for long, though, as she slipped on the underwear she had 'borrowed'. As she thought, it was a bit snug around her hips, since she was designed to be fairly curvy without it devolving into being a hindrance for ninja activities. The bra was also a bit tight, since it seemed she was bustier than this Capo person. Still, like she said, it was better to go small in a case like this, since it gave the illusion she was bigger than she really was...plus, it made the watcher wonder what she really looked like unrestrained by it, and that was definitely a good thing. Now fully 'equipped' for her little show, she took off her strips, and sent them back to the PET with her oversized throwing start.
And one stretch later, Shuri was back in her normal outfit, which did a fairly good job of hiding what she was wearing underneath now, despite its tightness. Upon observing this, she took a moment to ponder exactly what she was doing. A bona fide ninja, resorting to what was basically one step above hooking. Well, at least they'd probably remember for future jobs afterward...she just had to think about it as an investment. An investment with her body. And there were certainly worse gambles she could make than using her scantily clad body to give the head of a noteworthy organization an enormous boner.
"All right, I'm coming out!" The kunoichi strutted out, though not so much as to warrant any undue attention. "I just hope Naomi doesn't check up on me right as I'm doing something...risque. Knowing her, she'll look while I'm wearing nothing but my mask...but, occupational hazard and whatnot. When you're all ready, I'll hop in, and we can get this show on the road!"
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Upon seeing the supply cabin, it was pretty obvious that the Neo-Shogunate didn't consider fire safety to be a very high priority. If she was ever hired to destroy the camp for some reason, she certainly knew the easy way to do it. Still, the extra barricades and darkness made it to where she could change without anyone seeing her, except for herself. What kind of ninja had trouble seeing in the dark, after all? But, first things first...with a snap of her fingers, the giant shuriken on her back vanished; it was probably best to avoid wearing deadly weapons if she was going to strip.
After removing her boots and gloves (oddly, underneath them was simply more of the flexible material the rest of her outfit was made from), the female ninja reached under her cowl, stretched out the opening...and in one fell swoop, lowered it to her ankles, and then off. Just as she had said, she had absolutely nothing on underneath, save for three black strips attached to her breasts and crotch that prevented her from being obscene. In less arousing news, it also revealed her long purple hair, which went clear down to the waist...though at that length, it did nothing but point at her bare bottom.
Her bottom didn't remain bare for long, though, as she slipped on the underwear she had 'borrowed'. As she thought, it was a bit snug around her hips, since she was designed to be fairly curvy without it devolving into being a hindrance for ninja activities. The bra was also a bit tight, since it seemed she was bustier than this Capo person. Still, like she said, it was better to go small in a case like this, since it gave the illusion she was bigger than she really was...plus, it made the watcher wonder what she really looked like unrestrained by it, and that was definitely a good thing. Now fully 'equipped' for her little show, she took off her strips, and sent them back to the PET with her oversized throwing start.
And one stretch later, Shuri was back in her normal outfit, which did a fairly good job of hiding what she was wearing underneath now, despite its tightness. Upon observing this, she took a moment to ponder exactly what she was doing. A bona fide ninja, resorting to what was basically one step above hooking. Well, at least they'd probably remember for future jobs afterward...she just had to think about it as an investment. An investment with her body. And there were certainly worse gambles she could make than using her scantily clad body to give the head of a noteworthy organization an enormous boner.
"All right, I'm coming out!" The kunoichi strutted out, though not so much as to warrant any undue attention. "I just hope Naomi doesn't check up on me right as I'm doing something...risque. Knowing her, she'll look while I'm wearing nothing but my mask...but, occupational hazard and whatnot. When you're all ready, I'll hop in, and we can get this show on the road!"
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"Ho ho ho! Well, if you've got something planned that would startle your operator, then it's sure to be good for our Shogun! He's a pretty self-contained guy who lives a life of moderation. It will be interesting to see what kind of reaction this gets out of him~" Dee chuckled. It was starting to seem like this was more of a birthday present for her than it was one for her leader. "Now, without further hesitation, begin cake infiltration! Operation, Trojan Cake!" the sorceress announced, pointing her fan forward dramatically with a great heave of her breasts. Sake clapped along. All of the noise was making it hard to imagine that she was still trying to keep her mission a secret.
Once Shuri was safely inside the cake, which smelled appetizing but was otherwise dark and cramped, Sake mushed along with her cargo.
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In a fairly amazing feet of drunken, boorish disregard to one's own welfare, Sake managed to wheel the cake and its ninja cargo all the way through the VIP gate, past whatever else was beyond that gate, and into the Shogun's sometimes-dwelling. It was all dark, so Shuri only had a vague idea of where she was at any given time. As soon as the door opened for the Shogun's quarters, the sound of a gong announced them. "Shogun deeear! Are you heeeeere?" Dee called out. A sound like several torches fwooming to life came from nearby. It was amazing how well Shuri could hear through the cake.
"Dee... Why have you come here? I'm in the middle of meditations at present. If it is nothing urgent, I ask that you leave me to my business," a masculine, masked-sounding voice boomed from nearby.
"Oh, but it is! And you're always meditating, you can do that later!" Dee giggled. Shuri felt the cake wheeling forward again. "Ta-da! In celebration of the anniversary of our great empire's foundation, we've prepared you a gift! Here's to many more years of strengthening our unification!"
"Ah... You shouldn't have," the Shogun answered; he didn't seem like the kind of guy to get terribly excited over a cake, judging by the deep, echoing voice. "But where are the others? And do we have plates... or utensils to cut the cake?"
Again Dee laughed; Shuri could almost envision her covering her smile with her fan, as she often did when she was especially amused. "Don't worry! I've brought along a party guest who should help part the cake any moment now..."
At this point, Shuri would likely realize she wasn't getting any help opening the cake this time. She'd have to lift open the lid herself. Someone hit a gong and then a slow drumming started. This was going to be a Feudal Japan themed strip tease alright.
Once Shuri was safely inside the cake, which smelled appetizing but was otherwise dark and cramped, Sake mushed along with her cargo.
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In a fairly amazing feet of drunken, boorish disregard to one's own welfare, Sake managed to wheel the cake and its ninja cargo all the way through the VIP gate, past whatever else was beyond that gate, and into the Shogun's sometimes-dwelling. It was all dark, so Shuri only had a vague idea of where she was at any given time. As soon as the door opened for the Shogun's quarters, the sound of a gong announced them. "Shogun deeear! Are you heeeeere?" Dee called out. A sound like several torches fwooming to life came from nearby. It was amazing how well Shuri could hear through the cake.
"Dee... Why have you come here? I'm in the middle of meditations at present. If it is nothing urgent, I ask that you leave me to my business," a masculine, masked-sounding voice boomed from nearby.
"Oh, but it is! And you're always meditating, you can do that later!" Dee giggled. Shuri felt the cake wheeling forward again. "Ta-da! In celebration of the anniversary of our great empire's foundation, we've prepared you a gift! Here's to many more years of strengthening our unification!"
"Ah... You shouldn't have," the Shogun answered; he didn't seem like the kind of guy to get terribly excited over a cake, judging by the deep, echoing voice. "But where are the others? And do we have plates... or utensils to cut the cake?"
Again Dee laughed; Shuri could almost envision her covering her smile with her fan, as she often did when she was especially amused. "Don't worry! I've brought along a party guest who should help part the cake any moment now..."
At this point, Shuri would likely realize she wasn't getting any help opening the cake this time. She'd have to lift open the lid herself. Someone hit a gong and then a slow drumming started. This was going to be a Feudal Japan themed strip tease alright.
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Dee's reaction got a raised eyebrow from the ninja Navi; she had to wonder what the Neo-Shogunate general did that made her think that her operator wouldn't be freaked out by watching her strip tease with no prior warning about it. But, meh, she was being paid to hide in a cake, not think about whether the organization paying her was full of pervs. And with that, she hopped into the dessert, and curled up so she'd fit. A bit of a tight fit, but otherwise not too bad. It actually smelled pretty good, but she never ate during a job, seeing as how it'd involve her taking off her mask, and no price would convince her to do that.
And then there was rolling. So much rolling. The entire time, Shuri didn't make a sound, or any movement. She had no idea where she was, which was ordinarily a no-no for her, but at least she could hear everything going on outside. And if they were stupid enough to ambush her for some reason, the first person to strike would just get one of her namesakes right in the eye. But anyway, let's see...there was a door opening, and a gong sound, and what sounded like fires being lit, probably torches...they were probably entering the area with NeoShogunMan. It struck her how easily someone could just pop out and backstab him with this set up...luckily for the organization, she wasn't contracted to take him out, and she certainly wasn't going to upset a potential future regular client without a whole lot of incentive. Where incentive meant 'huge piles of cash'.
Hmm, that was a new voice...he didn't call Dee anything special, so he was probably either of equal or higher rank than her. And since almost all of the NeoShogunate elite were female, it was a fairly safe bet it was NeoShogunMan. The general proceeded to confirm that suspicion, blah blah blah, cake talk, blah blah blah...and then there was another gong, and some drumming. That was probably her cue. She took a deep breath, preparing herself...
...And leapt forth from the cake, opening it as she escaped. She made a perfect three-point landing in front of it, taking a moment to do absolutely nothing, just to make sure that no one thought she was some sort of assassin; after all, any ninja worth their salt wouldn't spend an instant still after breaking their cover...if they broke it at all. She took a few steps forward, exaggeratingly swaying her hips to the beat as she drew closer to the commander. She abruptly stopped before getting too close, however, and raised her hand, set it on her head...and in one smooth motion, removed her cowl, allowing her purple hair to fall to her waist. Luckily, her hair was a lighter shade of purple than her outfit, so she didn't look like a purple blob or anything. Still, her mouth and lower face remained covered, as her mask was completely separate from the hood.
"...Is there anything you wish to see first, my lord?" Lord...bleh, she was freelance and proud of it. But, according to Dee, subservience would be a turn-on, so why not try it? At the very least, it'd give her a moment (and maybe a suggestion) for how to really start things.
And then there was rolling. So much rolling. The entire time, Shuri didn't make a sound, or any movement. She had no idea where she was, which was ordinarily a no-no for her, but at least she could hear everything going on outside. And if they were stupid enough to ambush her for some reason, the first person to strike would just get one of her namesakes right in the eye. But anyway, let's see...there was a door opening, and a gong sound, and what sounded like fires being lit, probably torches...they were probably entering the area with NeoShogunMan. It struck her how easily someone could just pop out and backstab him with this set up...luckily for the organization, she wasn't contracted to take him out, and she certainly wasn't going to upset a potential future regular client without a whole lot of incentive. Where incentive meant 'huge piles of cash'.
Hmm, that was a new voice...he didn't call Dee anything special, so he was probably either of equal or higher rank than her. And since almost all of the NeoShogunate elite were female, it was a fairly safe bet it was NeoShogunMan. The general proceeded to confirm that suspicion, blah blah blah, cake talk, blah blah blah...and then there was another gong, and some drumming. That was probably her cue. She took a deep breath, preparing herself...
...And leapt forth from the cake, opening it as she escaped. She made a perfect three-point landing in front of it, taking a moment to do absolutely nothing, just to make sure that no one thought she was some sort of assassin; after all, any ninja worth their salt wouldn't spend an instant still after breaking their cover...if they broke it at all. She took a few steps forward, exaggeratingly swaying her hips to the beat as she drew closer to the commander. She abruptly stopped before getting too close, however, and raised her hand, set it on her head...and in one smooth motion, removed her cowl, allowing her purple hair to fall to her waist. Luckily, her hair was a lighter shade of purple than her outfit, so she didn't look like a purple blob or anything. Still, her mouth and lower face remained covered, as her mask was completely separate from the hood.
"...Is there anything you wish to see first, my lord?" Lord...bleh, she was freelance and proud of it. But, according to Dee, subservience would be a turn-on, so why not try it? At the very least, it'd give her a moment (and maybe a suggestion) for how to really start things.
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Once she was out of the cake and into the party, Shuri finally managed to get a look at her surroundings. Unfortunately, even with the torches lit, it was still sort of hard to make out her surroundings... the dwelling was some kind of very large wooden building with a slanted roof, growing taller over where the shogun was sitting. There was no furniture apart from the cake cart,a few steps up to the stage on which he sat, and a number of lit, standing torches lighting the path to the doorway. As such, the accoustics were very good, and just got better as one got near the back,which explained the shogun's voice.
Behind her, sitting near the cake, Sake played a set of hollow drums. Dee placed her gong-banging instrument onto the floor (the extreme corners of the room were so dark that Shuri couldn't even see the gong) and brought out a small flute. She closed her eyes and played a slow melody. Before she could get very far,the Shogun called out "Dee" in a booming voice, causing her to drop it. "Y-Yes, my Lord?"
"What is this?" he asked simply. Shuri had gotten close enough before the boom to make out te Shogun's form: a huge body, entirely covered by a set of heavily ornamented red plate armor. His helmet included a visor, big side-guards, and, most importantly, a mask in the design of a snarling demon. Behind the eye openings, Shuri saw no eyes of any kind... they were either inset or shadowed. Perhaps, with the net being as it was, the army's leader was just a living suit of armor. "You've brought me a ninja? Is she a recruit?" The shogun seemed like a grandfather who'd just received a new gadget that he had no idea how to work intuitively.
"Ho ho!" Dee laughed, picking the flute back up. To her credit, she had recovered from her shock pretty quickly. To Sake's credit, the drum beat had gone on with no interruption whatsoever. "Don't think of her as a recruit; think of her as one of your most loyal followers. A woman willing to follow your every command no matter how... scandalous~" Dee responded.
He seemed to get the idea as Shuri took off her hood and asked what he'd like to see next; no room for confusion at that point. "Ah... you... er, you shouldn't have, my friend," he coughed. As Dee started again with her flute, there was an awkward period of silence... followed by a heavy, metallic thud. If it wasn't too hilarious to possibly be the case, Shuri may have thought she had already gotten a good rise out of him. The Shogun's eyes slowly opened; they were bright yellow and completely without any other features, peering out from deep within his helmet. "I've... never received a gift like this before, that's for sure... I don't know what to say," It could easily occur to Shuri that he might be stalling, since he seemed to have no experience with birthday stripper-cake ninjas or how to command them.
Dee seemed to realize this and went into a display of self consciousness that seemed to be specifically formulated to guilt trip the Shogun. "You don't like it...? Oh, well... I guess only Yasu really knows what you want... We've never been that close, have we? Even after all the missions I've performed for you..." she sniffled.
Shuri then acquired some insider information on the NS: the Shogun was either very gullible or a bleeding heart. "No, it's a fine gift. Now considerate of you to grant me such a present on our anniversary!" the Shogun responded, changing his tune. "Yes, my faithful retainer. Please, come closer and show me all that you have to offer!" he continued, now addressing Shuri. He places his hands into his lap and remained in his meditative, cross-legged position... that simple hand movement and the opening of his eyes were the only times he had moved thus far.
"There's a happy Shogun!" Dee chuckled; she was likely enjoying the tease more than he was. She played a few festive notes on her flute and then returned to her slow melody.
Behind her, sitting near the cake, Sake played a set of hollow drums. Dee placed her gong-banging instrument onto the floor (the extreme corners of the room were so dark that Shuri couldn't even see the gong) and brought out a small flute. She closed her eyes and played a slow melody. Before she could get very far,the Shogun called out "Dee" in a booming voice, causing her to drop it. "Y-Yes, my Lord?"
"What is this?" he asked simply. Shuri had gotten close enough before the boom to make out te Shogun's form: a huge body, entirely covered by a set of heavily ornamented red plate armor. His helmet included a visor, big side-guards, and, most importantly, a mask in the design of a snarling demon. Behind the eye openings, Shuri saw no eyes of any kind... they were either inset or shadowed. Perhaps, with the net being as it was, the army's leader was just a living suit of armor. "You've brought me a ninja? Is she a recruit?" The shogun seemed like a grandfather who'd just received a new gadget that he had no idea how to work intuitively.
"Ho ho!" Dee laughed, picking the flute back up. To her credit, she had recovered from her shock pretty quickly. To Sake's credit, the drum beat had gone on with no interruption whatsoever. "Don't think of her as a recruit; think of her as one of your most loyal followers. A woman willing to follow your every command no matter how... scandalous~" Dee responded.
He seemed to get the idea as Shuri took off her hood and asked what he'd like to see next; no room for confusion at that point. "Ah... you... er, you shouldn't have, my friend," he coughed. As Dee started again with her flute, there was an awkward period of silence... followed by a heavy, metallic thud. If it wasn't too hilarious to possibly be the case, Shuri may have thought she had already gotten a good rise out of him. The Shogun's eyes slowly opened; they were bright yellow and completely without any other features, peering out from deep within his helmet. "I've... never received a gift like this before, that's for sure... I don't know what to say," It could easily occur to Shuri that he might be stalling, since he seemed to have no experience with birthday stripper-cake ninjas or how to command them.
Dee seemed to realize this and went into a display of self consciousness that seemed to be specifically formulated to guilt trip the Shogun. "You don't like it...? Oh, well... I guess only Yasu really knows what you want... We've never been that close, have we? Even after all the missions I've performed for you..." she sniffled.
Shuri then acquired some insider information on the NS: the Shogun was either very gullible or a bleeding heart. "No, it's a fine gift. Now considerate of you to grant me such a present on our anniversary!" the Shogun responded, changing his tune. "Yes, my faithful retainer. Please, come closer and show me all that you have to offer!" he continued, now addressing Shuri. He places his hands into his lap and remained in his meditative, cross-legged position... that simple hand movement and the opening of his eyes were the only times he had moved thus far.
"There's a happy Shogun!" Dee chuckled; she was likely enjoying the tease more than he was. She played a few festive notes on her flute and then returned to her slow melody.
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All right, so, things Shuri had learned in the past few minutes:
1. The Neo-Shogunate was surprisingly not keen on lighting
2. NeoShogunMan didn't get out a lot, what with not realizing immediately that a girl hopping out of a cake was, in some way or another, a stripper
3. NeoShogunMan was potentially easily manipulatable
4. So far, it felt like Dee was more interested in her ass than NeoShogunMan
Most of this was surprisingly useful; it meant it wouldn't be too hard to sneak around if a future situation called for it, and it might be entirely possible to 'convince' NeoShogunMan to hand over some goodies later. The last part...eh, she was still covered. Let's see him not get into it when she was showing off tight, form fitting panties. Or maybe she should keep going down from the top, since she'd already removed her cowl, and it wasn't like she had a pair of pancakes for a chest. Yeah, that sounded good. Now, how to take the top half off while being both sexy and thematic...
Ah, she had an idea. Without a word, a small, egg shaped capsule appeared in the ninja's hand, which she quickly threw down on the floor at her feet. It erupted into a small cloud of smoke and powder, big enough to completely obscure her, but not so big as to affect anyone else. A few moments passed, and the smoke cleared...revealing that there was nothing of her there anymore, aside from the top half of her main outfit. But she was hardly gone, as she landed right in front of NeoShogunMan, now with sleeveless chain mail as her outer most layer up top. It was mostly for show, however, and the black, one size too small bra she was wearing was clearly visible underneath it. Her arms were raised somewhat, as if to go 'ta-da!', and she held the position for a bit. "I suppose the master wishes to...inspect the troops?" Whether she specifically meant her breasts, or her in general, was deliberately unclear. After all, what good was a ninja without an air of mystery?
1. The Neo-Shogunate was surprisingly not keen on lighting
2. NeoShogunMan didn't get out a lot, what with not realizing immediately that a girl hopping out of a cake was, in some way or another, a stripper
3. NeoShogunMan was potentially easily manipulatable
4. So far, it felt like Dee was more interested in her ass than NeoShogunMan
Most of this was surprisingly useful; it meant it wouldn't be too hard to sneak around if a future situation called for it, and it might be entirely possible to 'convince' NeoShogunMan to hand over some goodies later. The last part...eh, she was still covered. Let's see him not get into it when she was showing off tight, form fitting panties. Or maybe she should keep going down from the top, since she'd already removed her cowl, and it wasn't like she had a pair of pancakes for a chest. Yeah, that sounded good. Now, how to take the top half off while being both sexy and thematic...
Ah, she had an idea. Without a word, a small, egg shaped capsule appeared in the ninja's hand, which she quickly threw down on the floor at her feet. It erupted into a small cloud of smoke and powder, big enough to completely obscure her, but not so big as to affect anyone else. A few moments passed, and the smoke cleared...revealing that there was nothing of her there anymore, aside from the top half of her main outfit. But she was hardly gone, as she landed right in front of NeoShogunMan, now with sleeveless chain mail as her outer most layer up top. It was mostly for show, however, and the black, one size too small bra she was wearing was clearly visible underneath it. Her arms were raised somewhat, as if to go 'ta-da!', and she held the position for a bit. "I suppose the master wishes to...inspect the troops?" Whether she specifically meant her breasts, or her in general, was deliberately unclear. After all, what good was a ninja without an air of mystery?
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Dee chuckled and continued playing... Sake continued drumming, but was otherwise so quiet she might be asleep (that would be in character based on what Shuri knew so far). Neo-ShogunMan muttered something under his breath: "the pose and the innuendo is so much Dee's style, I almost imagine you to be her apprentice." He probably said it so quietly so as not to equate his general to a professional stripper playing a saucy subservient ninja. "Yes, an inspection! You are in fine form as always, my most trusted retainer!" he chortled, sounding sleezy. Judging by how quickly he'd changed his tone, he was almost certainly acting. Dee seemed to think it was pretty good, but the party's man of the hour wasn't in the zone.
"Your bombs are as exciting as ever," he continued with a low, intimidating growl to his voice. "Now show me more. I want to see every tool in your arsanel..." Despite his otherwise decent acting, he was still sitting in a meditative, respectful position with both legs crossed and his hands upon his lap: a symmetrical, practiced pose. Ordinarily it would have been humble and polite, but with how hard Shuri was trying, she might rather he be howling and stamping his foot like a wolf from an old cartoon.
"Your bombs are as exciting as ever," he continued with a low, intimidating growl to his voice. "Now show me more. I want to see every tool in your arsanel..." Despite his otherwise decent acting, he was still sitting in a meditative, respectful position with both legs crossed and his hands upon his lap: a symmetrical, practiced pose. Ordinarily it would have been humble and polite, but with how hard Shuri was trying, she might rather he be howling and stamping his foot like a wolf from an old cartoon.
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Luckily, since much of her face remained hidden by her mask, it was impossible for anyone to tell that Shuri was frowning at the head of the NeoShogunate. Here a perfectly hot woman was practically throwing herself at him, and all he could do was make himself play along? It was pretty clear he wasn't overly engaged, since he hadn't made a move. Also, she heard the bit about her acting like Dee's underling...which was a bit odd for her to hear, considering she wasn't trying anything of the sort. Well, regardless, she hadn't exactly lit a fire within his loins. But how to change that?
Well, the mail probably wasn't helping, for starters. She wasn't about to fight in any stripper wars, after all. And to that end, she calmly ripped the armor right off of her body...and nearly accidentally the bra, too, but she managed to catch that before she exposed herself before she was ready. There, now he could properly see her breasts' struggle to be contained within the cups. But, that by itself probably wasn't going to be enough. What else...oh, idea! Since she was playing up the whole servitude angle, why not ask the man directly? Or semi-directly, at least.
"Is something not to your liking? You don't seem...all that enthusiastic. Please, relax..." In what had better get him less relaxed in a certain area, the ninja frontflipped right in front of NeoShogunMan, and reached over to grab his hands. And only his hands, she wasn't about to touch the area behind them without either plenty of extra compensation, or at least a sign that he was incredibly well endowed. "I am a simple kunoichi in your employ...my only wish is to bring true happiness into your heart. But to properly do that, you must allow me to be able to do so. Won't you let me give you a pleasure that only a woman can provide you?" ...That sounded like far more than she was intending on actually doing. But, meh, too late to backpedal now...
Well, the mail probably wasn't helping, for starters. She wasn't about to fight in any stripper wars, after all. And to that end, she calmly ripped the armor right off of her body...and nearly accidentally the bra, too, but she managed to catch that before she exposed herself before she was ready. There, now he could properly see her breasts' struggle to be contained within the cups. But, that by itself probably wasn't going to be enough. What else...oh, idea! Since she was playing up the whole servitude angle, why not ask the man directly? Or semi-directly, at least.
"Is something not to your liking? You don't seem...all that enthusiastic. Please, relax..." In what had better get him less relaxed in a certain area, the ninja frontflipped right in front of NeoShogunMan, and reached over to grab his hands. And only his hands, she wasn't about to touch the area behind them without either plenty of extra compensation, or at least a sign that he was incredibly well endowed. "I am a simple kunoichi in your employ...my only wish is to bring true happiness into your heart. But to properly do that, you must allow me to be able to do so. Won't you let me give you a pleasure that only a woman can provide you?" ...That sounded like far more than she was intending on actually doing. But, meh, too late to backpedal now...
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Again, the Shogun's character got the best of him; he didn't seem willing to leave a woman out in the cold, whether she was one of his own or just an actor. "There is nothing amiss, really," he assured the ninja. "I've simply been deep in meditation. It will take me some time to become fully aware once again-"
"Or, could it be that you're still dressed in full plate mail, my Lord? Anyone would be strained under all that armor, so much so that they could hardly enjoy even the finest of parties," Dee suggested, stopping her fluting briefly.
"No, I must insist that the armor stays on," he murmured. If the shogun went through all the trouble to wear a mask, he probably wanted to hide his identity. "My most loyal retainer, it pleases me most to see you pleased, as you well know. Therefore, you should-"
A high pitched note interrupted him as Dee missed her tune and dropped the instrument again. "You're asking her to pleasure herself while you watch?" Dee asked; it was hard to tell if she was fascinated or appalled... common sense would say the latter, but she was not a common woman.
"No," the other navi answered succinctly. Dee shut up and started playing again. "But I can offer you much for your continued service. Please, show me what else you have to offer, my minion. And whatever you show, I shall repay in kind..."
Dee stopped again. "You're going to strip too?!"
"... No. I meant more practical payment."
"Or, could it be that you're still dressed in full plate mail, my Lord? Anyone would be strained under all that armor, so much so that they could hardly enjoy even the finest of parties," Dee suggested, stopping her fluting briefly.
"No, I must insist that the armor stays on," he murmured. If the shogun went through all the trouble to wear a mask, he probably wanted to hide his identity. "My most loyal retainer, it pleases me most to see you pleased, as you well know. Therefore, you should-"
A high pitched note interrupted him as Dee missed her tune and dropped the instrument again. "You're asking her to pleasure herself while you watch?" Dee asked; it was hard to tell if she was fascinated or appalled... common sense would say the latter, but she was not a common woman.
"No," the other navi answered succinctly. Dee shut up and started playing again. "But I can offer you much for your continued service. Please, show me what else you have to offer, my minion. And whatever you show, I shall repay in kind..."
Dee stopped again. "You're going to strip too?!"
"... No. I meant more practical payment."
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...He wasn't into it because he had been meditating. Riiiiiight. Though, Dee actually brought up a valid point: it didn't seem especially easy to get a boner in that armor. And that was her main goal at this point. That said, it almost seemed like he was more interested in her non-stripping ability than stripping ability. Hmm...well, time to combine the two again.
"As you wish, my master. Now, behold...!" Yep, that's right, eyes on her. Shuri took a hop back, until she was as far away from anyone else as possible. It wasn't likely that she'd screw this up, but just in case of that one in a million chance, best to be careful. And with that...she generated several shuriken into her hands, and flung them straight up, all at once. As one might have expected, they all stuck into the roof, though they weren't completely embedded. She took a deep breath, looked up...and jumped up to the ceiling, taking full advantage of the fact she was an entity in the cyberworld and not the real world. Somehow, she managed to reach it, with enough force to shake all of her namesakes loose, and used her momentum to start a dive down with them. To the naked eye, it'd just look like she was slightly spinning as she dropped with her thrown weapon of choice, but the sharp observer would see that she was actually purposely getting just enough in their way to make cuts in the lower, yet to be removed portion of her outfit. She managed to land before any of the shuriken, and with (fittingly) ninja-like reflexes, snagged all of her shuriken before any of them could touch the ground, all while in a crouching position, looking away from NeoShogunMan. That said, that part was more for what happened next...
The lower area of her ninja suit instantly began to fall, almost resembling flower petals as they fell off of her and onto the floor. Miraculously, not only was the underwear she was wearing completely untouched, but no part of the ninja herself seemed to be so much as scratched by her feat. She maintained her stance, but kept a corner of her eye on the faction head, to see if her bottom had more of an effect on him than her top. And he'd better, or else she'd probably start to wonder about him...
"As you wish, my master. Now, behold...!" Yep, that's right, eyes on her. Shuri took a hop back, until she was as far away from anyone else as possible. It wasn't likely that she'd screw this up, but just in case of that one in a million chance, best to be careful. And with that...she generated several shuriken into her hands, and flung them straight up, all at once. As one might have expected, they all stuck into the roof, though they weren't completely embedded. She took a deep breath, looked up...and jumped up to the ceiling, taking full advantage of the fact she was an entity in the cyberworld and not the real world. Somehow, she managed to reach it, with enough force to shake all of her namesakes loose, and used her momentum to start a dive down with them. To the naked eye, it'd just look like she was slightly spinning as she dropped with her thrown weapon of choice, but the sharp observer would see that she was actually purposely getting just enough in their way to make cuts in the lower, yet to be removed portion of her outfit. She managed to land before any of the shuriken, and with (fittingly) ninja-like reflexes, snagged all of her shuriken before any of them could touch the ground, all while in a crouching position, looking away from NeoShogunMan. That said, that part was more for what happened next...
The lower area of her ninja suit instantly began to fall, almost resembling flower petals as they fell off of her and onto the floor. Miraculously, not only was the underwear she was wearing completely untouched, but no part of the ninja herself seemed to be so much as scratched by her feat. She maintained her stance, but kept a corner of her eye on the faction head, to see if her bottom had more of an effect on him than her top. And he'd better, or else she'd probably start to wonder about him...
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The leader of the Neo-Shogun Empire clapped his gauntlets together; thankfully, only the outer part of each glove was metallic while the inner palm was simply padded, so the jangling of metal was not as maddening as it might have been. "Excellent. That's quite a feat of skill. I appreciate a ninja with a proper mastery of the shuriken... Are you certain you're not looking for long-term employment?" he inquired.
"Ho ho! I'll bet you say that to all the girls, my Shogun!" Dee joked. "Is that favorite your pick-up line?"
The shogun waved it off with one hand; at least he was bothering to move his arms now. "Now, my retainer... I wish to see more of your talents. What is the extent of your weapons training?" he asked, pressing his fist to his chin.
"Why, she is an authentic ninja!" the sorceress assured her master; not a whole lot of actual flute playing was getting done, just short bursts interrupted by more laughing. "She has myriad talents, to be sure!"
"Is that so? I wish to see more! Dee... perhaps you will aid in another test of her abilities?" he continued enthusiastically. Dee looked surprised, but nodded and put away her flute. "Very good. Dee, please exercise your magic and wit to addle my trusted retainer here. And, my shadow, I would like to see if you can rise to this challenge. Can you find the real Dee and disrobe her as you have yourself, using only your weapons and harming not a hair upon her head? That would be an endeavor worthy of great merit!"
"D-Disrobe me? With weapons?" Dee asked, smiling behind her fan but also gulping.
"Yes. I only suggest it because I know you won't mind," the shogun nodded.
"Uh... it's not the indecency I'm worried about," Shuri's employer murmured, giving a sidelong glance at Shuri. "But! She is a true ninja, after all. Such a task will be nothing to her!" With that, mist began to fill the room, giving it a steamy, humid feel. Slowly, multiple images of Dee began to manifest in a ring around Shuri. "How is that? I understand if you can't do it! Even the most cunning ninjutsu master can only do so much against the power of my magic!" she taunted, despite her earlier words of confidence. Shuri counted eight altogether, one at every face and every corner in a square around her. On the bright side, each of them was only wearing that long dress, which was all one piece... she did seem like the type that liked it to slip off easy.
The shogun pressed both hands on either side of himself at his knees and leaned forward. At last, he might finally be interested... but was he sexually aroused? He'd be a weird kind of leader if seeing his subordinates in harrowing positions did it for him. Shuri, on the other hand, might be happy that she took off her clothes already, what with the newfound steam heat of the room. The shogun would have to be sweating bullets inside all of that armor.
"Ho ho! I'll bet you say that to all the girls, my Shogun!" Dee joked. "Is that favorite your pick-up line?"
The shogun waved it off with one hand; at least he was bothering to move his arms now. "Now, my retainer... I wish to see more of your talents. What is the extent of your weapons training?" he asked, pressing his fist to his chin.
"Why, she is an authentic ninja!" the sorceress assured her master; not a whole lot of actual flute playing was getting done, just short bursts interrupted by more laughing. "She has myriad talents, to be sure!"
"Is that so? I wish to see more! Dee... perhaps you will aid in another test of her abilities?" he continued enthusiastically. Dee looked surprised, but nodded and put away her flute. "Very good. Dee, please exercise your magic and wit to addle my trusted retainer here. And, my shadow, I would like to see if you can rise to this challenge. Can you find the real Dee and disrobe her as you have yourself, using only your weapons and harming not a hair upon her head? That would be an endeavor worthy of great merit!"
"D-Disrobe me? With weapons?" Dee asked, smiling behind her fan but also gulping.
"Yes. I only suggest it because I know you won't mind," the shogun nodded.
"Uh... it's not the indecency I'm worried about," Shuri's employer murmured, giving a sidelong glance at Shuri. "But! She is a true ninja, after all. Such a task will be nothing to her!" With that, mist began to fill the room, giving it a steamy, humid feel. Slowly, multiple images of Dee began to manifest in a ring around Shuri. "How is that? I understand if you can't do it! Even the most cunning ninjutsu master can only do so much against the power of my magic!" she taunted, despite her earlier words of confidence. Shuri counted eight altogether, one at every face and every corner in a square around her. On the bright side, each of them was only wearing that long dress, which was all one piece... she did seem like the type that liked it to slip off easy.
The shogun pressed both hands on either side of himself at his knees and leaned forward. At last, he might finally be interested... but was he sexually aroused? He'd be a weird kind of leader if seeing his subordinates in harrowing positions did it for him. Shuri, on the other hand, might be happy that she took off her clothes already, what with the newfound steam heat of the room. The shogun would have to be sweating bullets inside all of that armor.
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The good news was, NeoShogunMan was finally getting into it. The bad news was, based on what she could see, he wasn't getting into it like THAT. Based on his actions, maybe he liked his women super chesty? Because there wasn't much she could do about that. And even if she could, a ninja that's that big up there probably isn't that great at actual ninja feats. She always thought she was pushing things with her current size, honestly...
...Anyway, she could ponder how busty was too busty for a ninja later. For now, she apparently had to slice up Dee's clothes without hurting her, with several clones of herself around her for good measure. Shuri was definitely thankful this was happening after she was already in her underwear, though...it was definitely getting hot in here. Like, actual heat from the mist, and not because everyone was turned on. Not really how she planned it, but not much she could do about it now.
Still, she had a plan, which ironically involved doing the exact opposite thing as her 'opponent'. "Multiple copies...not bad. If you can see from them, you can see me from every angle." The scantily clad ninja dismissed her shuriken from earlier, and materialized a single kunai in her right hand, in a reverse grip. "The problem with that is...a true ninja can avoid being seen even then!" She performed what looked like a practice swipe, but upon its conclusion, Shuri was suddenly and mysteriously gone. Or so it seemed...in truth, she had simply turned herself invisible. And with that...she began to randomly seek out and rush Dee images, slicing their robes right down the front middle with her blade. Aside from her namesake, the kunai was probably her best weapon, so there wasn't any danger of her accidentally cutting up the other Navi. Well, unless she walked right into it, anyway, in which case even she couldn't guarantee that the general would be safe. But something told her Dee wouldn't be trying THAT hard to avoid the attacks on her outfit...
...Anyway, she could ponder how busty was too busty for a ninja later. For now, she apparently had to slice up Dee's clothes without hurting her, with several clones of herself around her for good measure. Shuri was definitely thankful this was happening after she was already in her underwear, though...it was definitely getting hot in here. Like, actual heat from the mist, and not because everyone was turned on. Not really how she planned it, but not much she could do about it now.
Still, she had a plan, which ironically involved doing the exact opposite thing as her 'opponent'. "Multiple copies...not bad. If you can see from them, you can see me from every angle." The scantily clad ninja dismissed her shuriken from earlier, and materialized a single kunai in her right hand, in a reverse grip. "The problem with that is...a true ninja can avoid being seen even then!" She performed what looked like a practice swipe, but upon its conclusion, Shuri was suddenly and mysteriously gone. Or so it seemed...in truth, she had simply turned herself invisible. And with that...she began to randomly seek out and rush Dee images, slicing their robes right down the front middle with her blade. Aside from her namesake, the kunai was probably her best weapon, so there wasn't any danger of her accidentally cutting up the other Navi. Well, unless she walked right into it, anyway, in which case even she couldn't guarantee that the general would be safe. But something told her Dee wouldn't be trying THAT hard to avoid the attacks on her outfit...