Present Panic

The reaction to your words is as quick as it is damn near explosive. Rangiku, who at this point is already on top of you, holds you even tighter as every inch of her curvy and supple body pressed against your own as she nearly squeals, “Oh you are just so CUTE Johnny-chan! I love you too!”

Rangiku’s elated reaction, in addition to nearly bursting your ear drums, causes the rest of the troop to pounce upon your body and grab hold of whatever limb or extremity that they can find. “Hey! Move over Obaa-chan!” a voice, decidedly Haineko yelps as she grabs hold of your left leg from under Rangiku’s body, “We need to show we love him too!”

After a round of agreement from the rest of the girls the one-man focused dog pile ends up with each of your lips being held by a different body while your torso has been claimed solely by the busty and beautiful Rangiku. From your legs to your shoulders every inch of your body is not without one of the girls touching it, their smooth and sensuous forms held tightly to whatever bit of your body that they can grab. However, as nice as the sensation is you feel your lungs slowly begin to pitter out of air, a gasping breath calling out with the last of your available voice, “Um…girls…can’t…breath!”

The girls are quick to jump off you for your safety but not stray far, their bodies still hovering above your still pinned form as they turn to each other and begin a fight over whose fault it was that you nearly got crushed. After getting your breath back you cough slightly, something that miraculously enough stops the girls in their tracks allowing you to speak up, “Girls, girls, don’t worry about it...now how about you check out the rest of your presents?”

Reluctantly but with obvious excitement the girls comply, their bodies peeling away from your own as they inspect the boxes for things that would peak their interest. Aside from Rangiku and her Sake, something that has been held tightly to her body for a while now, it is Haineko who finds her most obvious present next. With a curious purr Haineko pulls out the small white tin you were shown in the store, her head turning to you after she gives it a slight sniff, “Johnny-chan, what’s this? It smells really…nice.”

Chuckling a bit you scoot over until you are sitting next to Haineko, your hand clasping around the tin and carefully prying it apart, “It’s catnip tea my lovely Kitty-chan.”

Unlike what you expect Haineko’s eyes spring open in alarm, her paws shooting out and snatching the still closed tin and tearing it away from your hands, “Wait, no!”

Staring in confusion you tilt your head, worry in your voice as you speak, “Haineko? Is everything alright?”

Haineko’s cheeks blush a bright red, her paws gently playing with the white tin as she quietly mutters, “….nt…nip…e…or…”

“What was that Kitty-chan?” You ask, your body scooting closer so you can slide an arm around Haineko’s shoulders.

This apparently breaks a dam as Haineko’s face flushes even deeper and she whispers just a bit louder, “I…I can’t have…nip…I get really…REALLY horny…”

Haineko appears terrified and ashamed at admitting her weakness, something that only causes you to smile softly as you huskily whisper, “Then I guess we’ll just have to save it for a special night, right Kitty-chan?”

Yelping slightly the feline femme fatale turns to you with wide eyes, an expression that quickly turns from surprise into a slowly bubbling lust, “Oh Johnny-chan…are you sure you can handle this pussy?”

You give Haineko a quick wink before turning away and attending to the other girls, your gaze missing the loving gaze and unadulterated hunger Haineko sends your ways as you scoot over to the trio of terror known as Renji, Chimpette, and Snakey, “Hey, you find everything alright girls?”

Turning from each other and to you, you find that each of them has a different pair of stylish sunglasses on. Renji is first to speak out of the triad, her obviously happy tone matching her overjoyed expression, “John-san! How did you know what styles we like?” Chimpette is next, her fingers lifting up her glasses so she can stare you right in the eye, “And how did you afford such awesome gear?”

Shrugging a bit you smile, “Price has nothing to do with seeing you girls happy, I’d never find any amount of money worth more than to see each of you enjoying yourselves.”

Without warning you find yourself with a lapful of slithering Snakey and a leg covered from crotch to knee in a pure white serpent tail, “Such an honest hottie needs to be punished Johnny-chan.”

Seeing the seductive glint in Snakey’s eye you can help but flirt right back, your finger curling under her chin causing her to jump slightly not thinking you’d be able to react to her forward approach, “Then please my little Snakey-chan, punish me. I swear I’ll be good.”

This causes Snakey’s face to flush a brilliant crimson and her next words to come out in a sort of stuttering ramble of embarrassed and aroused mutterings. With Snakey out of commission you turn to Renji and Chimpette, both of them blushing and slightly drooling at the thought, something that raises your eyebrow but is quick to shrug off.

However, no matter how nice the scene is you can’t help but feeling something is missing, something that is rather obvious…oh yes, “Reji-chan? Do you know where Rangiku-chan went?”

Shaking herself of her blush and day dreams Renji turns to you, shrugging her shoulders as she speaks her next words, “I’m not sure…she dug really deep into the big box and after that she just kind of stopped. Then she grabbed something from inside of it, took a drink of her Sake, and bolted.”

“Huh?” is your intelligent response before you hear a voice, Rangiku’s sultry and smooth tone sounding from the hallway door.

“Oh Johnny-chan~”