Find Buchikowasu at the bar's pool room (5 Sin, 12 Power, Tattooed, Sin +3)

Feeling invigorated by your recent winning ways, you thought it might be fun to see if your luck held out in other times of games. Why not keep the gravy train rolling and head down to the bar? There might be a god or two hanging around there that you could show up in darts or pool!

... Surprisingly, you found the bar totally empty. The walls were lit with neon signs, advertising KAMICORP brand drinks and the jukebox was running. There were a few arcade machines against the walls that had been left on too. Had the bartender just gotten bored and wandered off? If he checked out for the night, he did so without turning off a blasted thing in the entertainment room.

In the end, you realized, of course this place would be empty. These people are gods and devout priestesses. At this time of the night, they aren't going to be hanging around a bar, even if it has darts and pool. They're either training for the next bout, sleeping for the next bout, or totally not having sex, because Monopoly forbid that in her rules and thus they obviously wouldn't do it. You weren't jealous or anything that she seemed to be turning a blind eye to all these swingers and their cute priestesses. Not at all.

Speaking of priestesses... but not necessarily cute priestesses... it turned out the pool room wasn't quite empty after all. You spotted the enormous figure of Buchikowasu, playing pool by herself in the pool room, segmented off from the main bar room. You didn't recognize her just from sight... you also smelled her. It was the smell of gunpowder, ****, and sweat that hasn't been properly washed off, leading to a pungent B.O. ... It almost repulsed you, but you found yourself feeling a little randy because of it too. Strange how these things worked.

At the moment, she was dressed in a black, leather jacket, this one not covered in brands, with a tight blue-jean skirt and a white tank-top underneath. Combat boots rose about to her upper thighs, while the rest of her legs were bare. For someone with such fat legs, she didn't seem to mind showing them off... You weren't sure until you got closer, but it looked like she was wearing that sick-mask too. Right now, she was bent over the pool table, lining up a shot... the pool stick in her hand reminded you of the rifle from earlier, but thankfully, that weapon was nowhere to be seen.

Seeing her ridiculously fat ass sticking out towards you... You couldn't help but feel a bit mischievous. You remembered that your tattoo was under there, after all. It might be fun to get a closer look at it... Creeping over quietly, you crouched and approached her jean skirt with both hands outstretched. Nobody was around to see you breaking Monopoly's rules, after all...

Finally, you grabbed her jean skirt by the hem and yanked it up... hard. It actually took a fair bit of effort, given the size and girth of her ass and how tight the skirt was on. You even thought you heard the button on the front pop as you did. Whoops... At any rate, you could see she was wearing zebra-striped underwear with a thong-style back, the back strap completely swallowed up by her tremendous ass cheeks, and you could also see your own tattoo, the peace sign, presented back to you.

"Motherfucker!" Buchikowasu cried, feeling someone behind her. Rather than let her turn around and beat you with a pool cue, you decided to strike first! With speed and accuracy, you brought your hand down upon your own tattoo printed on her behind, causing her booty to quake like something out of a porn video. "Grrrk!" she winced, clenching her legs together and dropping the pool cue. Huh... Were you that powerful? Interested, you tried again. Then again. Then, unable to help yourself, you began a steady sequence of smacks, appreciating that with each hit her butt always jiggled in new and exciting ways.

"Wait! Wait! Wait!" she cried out repetitively through her lower face mask, bracing her hands against the pool table with a surprising trembling in her arms.

You apologized, though you didn't really mean it... Buchikowasu was the nasty-attitude sort who seemed like she could use a good spanking. Still, you eased up for a moment, remarking that Buchiko-chan seemed surprisingly pliant to this sort of play.

"Katappashikara, you're a real ignorant jackass, do you know that? If you touch the tattoo you stamped on a priestess, it's gonna make them orgasm!" she snapped back at you, now red-faced around her mask. Hmmmm... That was good information! You figured you ought to thank Buchikowasu, so you did. She flipped her hair back, only now seeming to realize that she probably shouldn't have given it to you... Thinking wasn't her strong suit.

At any rate, you probably ought to stop. Keiko would be super pissed if she saw you bullying Buchikowasu like this, plus, you could get in trouble if anyone saw you at all, really...

((Sin +3))