A line of woman from the tribe

You were about to call the person at the door when they barged in anyways.

“Hey rabbit girl, it's been over an hour,” Loona the Tetramand Princess said as she walked in accusatorially. “There’s a whole line building up.” Several girls leaned in to view of the doorway with frowns on their faces.

“Sorry, just making sure he gets fueled up,” Amber apologized as she grabbed the food tray and started for the door. She looked back at you. “I’ll try to visit you later, um…good luck!” She left the room quickly with Loona following behind. Another girl slipped in and quickly locked the door.

“I have a few ideas we couldn’t do earlier,” said the redhead with a catty grin.

“So you had been bought by a cruise liner service to pilot one of their ships,” you summed up as you used the bedsheets to tie the Nami from One Piece to the bed posts face down.

“Yeah, they gave me only fifteen minutes to read the manual on that ship,” Nami complained as she pulled on her bonds to test if they were tight enough. “I’m a navigator not a helmswoman. They were lucky I was only a day late due to the storm; they still had me replaced.”

“How were you supposed to know how to turn on an environmental shield, that would’ve been way outside your know how,” you say, giving her large ass a nice squeeze. It was as soft as butter. “They were really irresponsible for doing that. They could’ve gotten you all sunk or hurt.”

“Their attitude made me think they were playing ‘cover my ass’ even before they had me replace the previous person,” Nami said as you started kneading her doughy ass.

“If we ever get back to my home, I have a ship that could use a navigator,” you offer as you position your dick to plunge into her. “You may need some training in space navigation first.”

“Maybe,” Nami said with a negative tone. “Enough foreplay already and give me some!”

“Your wish is my command,” you say as you begin fucking her ass.

“Your teammate sabotaged your bow costing you those fingers,” You say in shock while cuddling with Merida from Brave.

“Aye don know why aye’m tellin’ ya this but yes,” Merida said as she nuzzled your neck and you had to blow some of her hair away from your face. “The rat wanted my position on the team and replaced the cord on mah bow and made cracks aye didn’t notice ‘fore it was too late.”

“And considering what I know about people who own character sports teams, they probably decided that it was cheaper to get rid of you than pay to fix your fingers to competition condition,” you shook your head at the callousness of the Prime Worlders who have gotten rid of their characters for not being able to compete immediately or got injured during training. Then again, you thought, that callousness was a good amount of your paycheck each month.

“So how did you wind up here Loona?” You asked the Tetramand Princess once it was her turn for private time with you. As soon as you said ‘Loona’, she grabbed you by the shoulders and smashed you against the opposite wall causing it to crack in a spiderweb pattern.

“My name is Looma! Looma Red Wind of Khoros!” She shouted in your face. “Not Loona, not Luna! I won’t be mistaken for a mangy dog or **** up human again!”

“Goddammit Loona! Some of us are trying to nap before patrol! Keep it down!” Someone shouted from the other side of the wall. Your eyes widened as Looma gained an absolutely furious face and despite her more petite appearance from Ben 10: Ultimate Alien, she still had all of the strength she was known for.

“Arrgh!” She gave out a warcry as she used you to smash through the wall and get at the woman on the other side.

“I don’t get it. Even if the store wouldn’t give him a refund or take you back, couldn’t he have sold you to a second hand shop or put you up online?” You asked Vivi from One Piece who was finishing administering medicine and bandages for the bones Looma had nearly broken earlier. Thankfully the place had some decent medicine laying around.

“The representative on the other side of the call was very rude and got him worked up,” Vivi said as she sat on the edge of the bed. “Next thing I know I was nearly drowning in glowing water and running though garbage rain.”

“Still, just because your hair was a shade off compared to the other Vivi’s he was buying,” you say, putting a comforting hand on her hand. “He shouldn’t have thrown you out like he did; I know plenty of people who were looking to buy and/or court a Vivi.” She gave you a deadpan face.

“Yeah, I’m not sure I want to know that a bunch of people want to buy me,” Vivi shook her head.

“Sorry,” you are unsure what to say. “A bunch of Prime Worlders want exactly what they want and discard everything else. There is one guy that I keep having to pick up characters from due to them not being the right type of characters he wanted. Cowgirls instead of cow girls, French Maids who are not French, komodo dragon girls instead of dragon girls.”

“How can he make so many mistakes?”

“Well we are fairly sure he’s trying to pull a scam or taking advantage of the 1-week return policy,” You shrug. “My manager is likely going to blacklist him eventually.” VIvi seemed to get a determined face after a while.

“Say, can you tell me a bit more about how your company and Prime Earth functions?” She asked and you figured it couldn’t hurt.

“Sure,” you say. The two of you spend the rest of your time together discussing the ins and outs of Prime Earth and its citizens.