Gogo! I Choose You!

You snap your finger surprising the mini characters on Gogo’s butt but you only gave them a brief look when you walked off with a plan, really an idea, on your mind. It took you a bit to find the stairs which were no longer in the same place pre-destruction, and you walked up to the second floor, passing Mirajane carrying a box of armor and weapons. You went past several of your girls working on putting up decorations such as paintings and trophies and various other knick knacks you or your harem had gotten to brighten up the place.

Entering the room that will serve as your personal armory, you looked at the stacks of boxes haphazardly spread about. You figure the crew bringing your stuff over were ordered to only unpack the necessities and the stuff in the common areas. You immediately go to a stack of boxes all labeled “small”, after all what you were looking for was definitely small.

“Whatcha looking for?” You were halfway through peeling off the tape of the first box when someone walked in with more boxes. Pausing, you look over at Ranko and Laura bringing in more boxes. Ranko had her hair in twin pigtails and she was wearing a short tee under a set of overalls that gave her an adorable home-town gal look. Laura on the other hand was just wearing a leather sports bra and comfortable looking leggings.

“Something to get Gogo out of the wall,” you say as you resume opening the box and find a box of batarangs and catwoman bolas.

“She’s still in there?” Ranko frowned as she unpacked a set of spiked clubs and bats. “She couldn’t get herself out?” You set the box in front of you aside and continued onto the next one.

“No, she was pretty in there,” Laura shrugged as finished unboxing a set of power fists and other gauntlets and bracers. “We tried to get her out but she didn’t want out. She was happy drunk. Katara gave her a clean bill of health so we just left her to sleep it off.”

“Well, that was nice of yall to let her sleep it off, but who wrote on her butt?” You chuckled to yourself while moving aside a box of assorted laser pistols.

Laura smirked as she started listing off names, “I saw Shampoo with a marker heading towards her and then I caught Alex drawing while I was on a beer run. That maid, Cake I think, was giggling evilly in that direction. And some others said —what the fuck is this?” Laura pulled out of a box a pair of black panties with a yellow Batman symbol. You immediately recognized it as panties from a particular Black Bat aka Cassandra Cain.

“Jeez you perv, there must be over a hundred of them,” Ranko said without any real bite as she gazed into the box full of panties. Her nose crinkled slightly.

Thinking quickly, you hastily give an explanation, “Those are Panty Anarchy guns, they turn into guns.” You really hope that she buys that.

Unfortunately, your hopes were dashed. Laura scoffed. “Try again.”

You droop a bit, your shoulder hunched as you explain, “They’re my trophies from out of harem conquests starting years ago. They really should be going to the trophy room.”

Laura closed up the box and nodded with an eyeroll, “That’s all you had to say.” She walked out with the box uncaringly. You really hoped she was actually taking them to the trophy room.

“That was something. Anything else like that in these boxes?” Ranko asked hesitantly, nudging a long box.

“You might want to avoid any box with 18+ on it,” you say as you open the final box labeled ‘small’. “Especially if it's moist.” Ranko tossed aside the box that likely had a Harley Quinn gun or the dildo sword (damn your cousin for that gag gift though you would admit that Aelita likes it).

You look down at the box and grin. “Found what I’m looking for.” Ranko walked over with a small box (you noted it had an ammo stamp) and frowned.

“How would those help?” You grab a pink one and toss it in the air where it expanded and caught it.

You grin at the cute redhead, “Come and see.” Ranko shrugged and dropped the box she was holding. Having a mini heart attack, you secure the ammo before leaving with Ranko (and after her own freak out when you told her what she dropped, you didn’t expect the exaggerated anime flinch).

It took only a little time to make it back to the kitchen with the two of you walking past a much more lively house as people busied themselves with finishing unpacking. Approaching the hallway with Gogo’s bare butt still prominently sticking out, you saw a couple more drawings on her legs. Legs which were shifting agitatedly. You winded up your arm and tossed the CharacterBall Model: Love you got from the armory at Gogo’s big ass.

You grin at yourself with self satisfaction as the CharacterBall hits Gogo’s ass with a meaty smack that sends a slight ripple through her firm ass cheek. Gogo let out a surprised cry from inside the kitchen. Her legs spread out in shock a moment before the CharacterBall opened up. Gogo was converted into energy and sucked into the CharacterBall without another sound. The ball closed with a satisfying electronic tinkling sound and fell to the ground where it shook once.

“You balled her?!” Ranko exclaimed as you walked up to the CharacterBall as it continued to wiggle before it let out a triumphant click. Picking it up from where it laid on top of a set of capri leggings, you faced Ranko.

“Yup, I got a whole bunch of them from my sister Mary (not to be confused with Auntie Mary) and figured it was the safest option,” you shrug as you lead her into the kitchen. You had heard Muggy exclaim in surprise at Gogo’s sudden disappearance and figured he should be around to see her be released.

“Gogo! I choose you!” You toss the CharacterBall in the air and a burst of energy is released that coalesces into a short feminine form. Gogo appeared standing on unsteady feet next to the central island. You blinked in surprise on seeing her state, after all, instead of just missing her leggings, Gogo was completely naked except for a sweatband on her left wrist.