What Can She Do?

Mithra walked out of her apartment and down the hall. She typically paid very little mind to her surroundings. She didn’t need to. It was her castle… or, at the very least everyone seemed to call her princess behind her back no matter how much she didn’t like it. There was a package that she had delivered and due to the neighbourhood being what it was, she needed to go to the actual office to pick it up.

“Hey Mithra~” The girls waved as she approached the stairs. She was content to just ignore them and keep moving. The two Gnoll Women were a bit older than her and far hornier. They made their living selling their bodies to the various men in and around the complex and enjoyed the protection of living in the same building that the leader was based out of. Nobody touched the ‘die’ apartments.

“That guy is kinda cute.” The same girl mentioned offhandedly.

Mithra stopped and tilted her head so that one eye was visible through her bangs as they fell to the side. She looked at the woman, who began to sweat and back against the wall.

“Huh?”

“I-I mean-” She looked a bit panicky.

The other that had not spoken yet hugged the first. “She means to say that you two look perfect together!”

“Yeah!” The first nodded.

“Oh.” Mithra shrugged. She returned to a regular posture.

“Thanks, I guess.” She smiled subtly. She was picking up something for him, though it was really for her.

“He guzzled the cum from that condom down like a pro. Even I couldn’t do that easily…” The second offered conversationally. The first looked at her and nodded.

“I get queasy if it’s not coming straight from the cock. I don’t think most people can do that and look so satisfied after.” Mithra stood there, stunned, then just continued to walk down the steps while blushing deeply as they kept talking.

“He looked like he was on a mission then completely lost track of what he was doing. So cute~”

Mithra finally continued on after taking a short breath. She kicked the door into the stairwell open only to have it caught by a large black furred hand with curled black claws. The dark figure craned his head down and stood roughly in her way, machine gun slung over his shoulder. Heat was still radiating off the barrel. He stared down at her with one eye shut by bleeding coming from his forehead. His one eye widened.

‘New toy?”

“What’s it to you?”

“Boy? Smelled like one, but hard to tell.” He grunted.

“I don’t answer questions, remember.” She crossed her arms over her chest defiantly. The massive gnoll leaned back, gaining a foot just by lifting his posture a bit as he grinned down at her.

“Kek.” He let out a short cackle.

“I’m not the cops.” As she tried to walk around him he slammed his hand into the wall ahead of her, adding to the many dents. He bent down, cocking his head to one side quizzically looking her over.

“I’m your dad.”

Mithra sighed, then nodded up to the gun. “Who was it this time? A debtor?”

“Bigger fish.” He shrugged off the question with a vague answer, then refocused.

“But I asked a question.”

“It’s a boy. He’s a fox. Why do you care?”

“Gonna let him get you pregnant? If it’s a girl I don’t ask… but boys-”

“Holy shit! If I know THIS is what I had to do to get your attention I’d have brought boys home ages ago.”

“Hm.” He nodded.

“What’s wrong with Kaid?”

Mithra gritted her teeth. “He’s my BROTHER! Also, Kaid’s fucking gay, dad.” As she said that he raised his hand. She flinched. He stopped, reaching into his pocket to pull out a cigar. He pressed it against the barrel for a few seconds until it lit, then popped it in his mouth to chew on it idly as he looked up in thought.

“No.”

“What do you mean no?” She narrowed her eyes at him behind her purple bangs, twitching.

“Twinks don’t count. Saw it. He’s into pretty boys. He’s like grandad.”

“Haaah!?” Mithra sneered.

“You realise that it’s a historical fact that Grandad was the biggest, gayest gnoll on the planet, ADMITTEDLY.”

Her father barely thought about it before shrugging off the comment. “I’m here, and you’re here. If Djir can do it, Kaid can too. Especially if he’s with someone familiar. Like his s-”

“Fucking gross! Get out of my way.” She ducked under his arm. His gaze followed her.

“That little guy… he’s got money, right?”

“I guess…”

“Good job. Milk him for all he’s got, have your fun and then dumpster him. You’re better than that guy…”

“You don’t even know me… How can you say that?” She muttered, tensing her fists.

He looked at her intensely. “You got my blood, don’t ya?” The man then ascended the steps slowly. She could hear the stomping continue to echo all the way up. Looking down, she could see a blood trail behind him that had dripped every few steps.

“Hope it gets infected…” She rubbed her eyes, then descended.

A little later she returned with her parcel to see Garland taking a call. She overheard Garland trying to say that he was hanging up. She threw the parcel onto the couch and plucked the phone.

“No you don’t.” Eying the person on the other end it was a very light blonde fox. She seemed deceptively young, but Mithra remembered from the convo that she was actually his grandmother.

“Hey granny.” She grinned, mostly hoping to embarrass him and isolate him further. Instead of looking uncomfortable, Sona’s eyes positively lit up.

“Oh my! Helloooooo. Greetings.” She waved.

“Both of you get in the frame, I wanna take a screenshot. How… how do I do the screenshot thing?” The phone moved on her end as another voice muttered in the background.

“You press two buttons at the same time.” A new woman stated. She came into frame briefly. An incredibly pale blonde fox with deep, unusually red eyes. As they centred on the screen Mithra could see that they were definitely cyber eyes. In fact, from what she could see about the woman, she was fully kitted. Then it hit her. Mithra gulped and carefully stood up to sit beside Garland. She pulled him close. The woman sighed.

“Little lady, did you change the factory settings?”

“No! Well…” Sona paused.

“Not intentionally. It’s mom’s genes, remember? What am I supposed to do?”

“I suppose I can relate.” The woman shrugged and handed the phone back. Sona reappeared, grinning ear to ear as they heard the click of a screenshot being taken.

“Garlands not smiling, but I think he’s cute no matter what face he makes, riiight?” Sona giggled. Garland’s face was bright red and his ears were fully flattened against his fluffy silver hair.

“I’m glad I got to talk to you. What’s your name, sweetie?”

“Mithra, Ma’am.” She offered respectfully. She knew who the person in the background was.

It’s only THE corpo enforcer… I see posters of that chick up all over the place. The test model for military grade tech enhancements. That Tech-Deamon is playing bodyguard to this guy's grandma?

Sona frowned. “You can call me granny, if you want.”

“Uh s-sure.” Mithra nodded.

“Am I the first one you two are talking to together?”

Mithra smiled awkwardly. “Sure am!”

“Hmm.” Sona squinted.

“Oh, you’re a gnoll?”

“Is that a problem?” Mithra could barely contain her frustration. It all came back to what she was. Surprisingly, Sona shook her head and leaned on her hand. She was laying on her belly, legs kicking back and forth behind her playfully.

“Not really? Technically Garland’s descended from a Gnoll. Our whole family can be traced back to Calpin.” She offered casually.

Mithra blinked. “That guy… he l-lived for a long time. Probably pretty far removed, though, right?”

“Oh! Yeah, totally!” Sona chuckled happily.

“I see…” Mithra sighed with relief. Garland eyed her strangely.

“Technically he’d be my grandpa.”

Mithra’s mouth fell open. She began to sweat. “And… you’re Garland’s-”

“Grandma. You can’t tell can you?” She winked.

“You don’t look a day over-” Garland didn’t want to say what he was thinking so he went with the more generous assessment.

“-18, grandma.”

“Oh you~ Such a charming little man! I wish I was there so I could hug you both. Your mom and I are rooting for you. Your profile pic is VERY brave.”

Mithra felt Garland go somewhat limp as his soul left his body. She shook him awake. He popped up and nodded.

“Thanks! Yeah… That- that was really, really hard to get all that…” He gulped.

“Uh… plaster in that balloon.”

“No, honey, it was cum. I can tell what cum looks like through the screen. Hell, I bet Joi could taste it through the screen since she’s such a fiend.” There was scampering off screen as a quadrupedal bunny chumped into frame.

“Not you, Joi. My Joi.” She stroked her ears idly.

“Sorry, I’m pet sitting… Aaaanyway I better let you two go. A war between two big gangs just kicked off and I guess they’re weighing if our firm should get involved. Blah blah, business talk.”

“Please don’t make light…” Teuta whispered from off screen.

“It’s going to be a blood bath.”

“Oh… Yes. This is very serious.” Sona offered in a neutral tone. She switched back to bright to wave and say.

“Byeeeeee.” Before hanging up.

Garland looked like a ghost. “I could die…”

“Hold on.” Mithra tossed his phone onto the couch as a new mail came in.

“They can bury you in this.”

After a few minutes Garland was modelling some lacy white lingerie. It was mostly some long frilly stockings, a garter belt, arm-sleeves that ended in frills at the shoulders and a little thong that did not even try to cover his caged member. Instead, it only seemed to highlight it or frame it. His chest was tightly wrapped by a thin brazier that stretched down from a collar around his neck, over his nipples. If he had cleavage it would have been quite a show.

Garland felt like he was going crazy. Why’s this feel so good? He was trying to keep a straight face as he strutted over to the couch and plopped down beside his phone with his legs together. Mithra was admiring the view so much he didn’t notice him cock his head to read the short text he got from Aphra. Hey what’s up? Did you find somebody? I saw the profile. Don’t worry about me. I’m happy for you. It was sweet, but he didn’t like seeing it.

That easy to let me go, huh? He sighed.

Then again, I don’t think we were really compatible to begin with. He blushed, remembering how intense the orgasm Mithra gave him was.

“You like?”

“At least I don’t have to wear it outside.”

“You do.” She said firmly.

“W-what!?”

“Who cares? You’ll just loop it back. Even if you walk out naked.”

Garland pointed to his piercing and tried talking with his tongue out. “Not. True!”

“Who knows what caused that.” She chuckled.

“If you have something to do with this… whoever’s responsible for this-” He gritted his teeth, but was quickly diffused as there was a knock on the door.

“W-who could that be? I gotta get changed!”

“Relax…” Mithra walked up to the door and answered it. She eyed the girl in the hall with her hand up closely, then slammed the door as she uttered.

“Didn’t order a sex doll.” She was about to turn around when there was another knock. Mithra opened it, ready to growl at the dainty sex-toy to get her to go away. She was short, a bit thick around the hips with breasts on the smaller side. There were small signs of joints at her shoulders and legs which showed just how much of her body was teched out already.

“Wait wait! You all are loopin’ too, right?” She said with a slight accent. The girl sounded like a complete idiot on first impression alone as she looked up at Mithra with big eyes that stood out as being completely fake, being purely green with pink hearts for pupils. The girl had a dopey face to Mithra, in general. Her hair was light blue and she had a pair of beastfolk ears on her head that could have potentially been tech, as well. They twitched and moved fairly naturally. Her tail wagged slowly behind her and she bounced a little as she spoke, the twintails in her hair bouncing. In terms of appearance, Mithra was annoyed just looking at her.

“Don’t care.” She shrugged, ready to close the door.

“I’m sorry w-” The girl’s face turned with shock as the door was about to be shut but returned to her dopey self as Garland got in the way.

“What the hell!? She could know something! Don’t you wanna carry on with your life and not live in the same week forever!?”

Mithra eyed him, then looked away. She was thinking of a life they could have beyond the loop. At the same time they were only together because of the loop. It was what bound them, so if it ended she could just as easily lose him. She nodded in a non-committal fashion that made the girl at the door’s lips curl up slightly at the corners. She gave a loose salute with one hand, flashing a peace sign with the other as she struck a pose and said.

“Shedu, at your service!” She did a slow spin on one foot.

“Now I know what you’re asking-” They stared at her in disbelief.

“When you hear Shedu you think, what does she do?”

“Not at all…” Mithra and Garland both said in unison. They exchanged a look and blushed at being so in sync.

“She does everything~” Shedu claimed, ignoring their complaints.

“My arms can turn into convenient paddles for rowing…” Her arm shifted in front of them, they both narrowed their eyes.

“Looks like a sex thing…” Mithra commented.

Her arm shifted again to something very phallic. “It can be a… deadly weapon?”

“That’s definitely a sex thing!” Garland stated.

“Literally a dildo. Why’s that in your arm? Did you install tech all over just to be a pervert?” Mithra uttered, stuffing her hands into her pockets.

Shedu gasped and covered her face with her hand and her… dildo, before both went back to normal.

“N-no way! There’s no way that’s the case! Slander!” Shedu pointed at Mithra.

“She’s like Inspector Gadget…” Garland said in complete shock.

Mithra took one look at Garland, then another at the girls dancing stupidly in the hall. She furrowed her brow.

“More like Inspecter Go-fuck-yourself.” She tried closing the door but Shedu’s surprisingly solid foot stuck inside. She tried to **** her way in.

“I…” She struggled.

“Promise I can…” She **** half of herself through the door, then got stuck as Mithra continued closing the door on her with a bit more effort. She gasped and squirmed.

“N-no! I’ll be cut in half! Halp!” She wheezed, starting to cry profusely and fret.

Garland calmly stopped Mithra. He was barely aware of the fact that he was still in Lingerie.

“At least stop trying to kill her.” Mithra reluctantly stopped putting pressure on the door to make it close. Shedu started breathing.

“How can you help us? Also, you’re looping as well?”

“Yeah! I can tell it’s you two because you’re a public figure, Foxy, and you do different stuff every time! So it’s both of you, or at LEAST one of ya. Riiiight?” she stuck out her tongue playfully and winked with a peace sign over her open eye. They both paused.

“Hasn’t said how she can help. I’m closing it.” Mithra began applying pressure again.

Shedu immediately returned to hysterics. “Waaaaaiiit! Please!” Garland gave her a look and she stopped. Shedu breathed heavily in and out.

“I think I know how to figure it all out! I just don’t got backup so I could never do it myself! I’d just keep failing…” She remarked.

“Really?” Mithra eyed her from behind her bangs.

“Why would I lie?”

Garland smirked. “Does she really seem like someone that can lie?”

Mithra shrugged. “She… looked like an idiot. I guess not.”

“Thank you! Not for calling me an idiot but for believing me! Finally!” Shedu exclaimed, still trying to get out of the door.

“My hips are stuck… My butt’s too big. Just a bit more, please?” She looked up with big eyes.

“Pl… eaaaaase?”

“Fine, whatever.” Mithra let go of the door. Shedu fell down to the floor with a heavy thump, showing she was quite dense with tech.

“But get to the point.”

“Well… There’s this club that the little girls from that Syndicate run.” Shedu explained.

“I’m sorry? They’re doing this!?”

“I dunno.” Shedu shrugged.

“I just think the answer’s probably there.”

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