Scanty the Demoness

Daten City, a perverted city even on the best of days. A place like this was easy to corrupt in the ways of sin and conquer it for hell, especially since the demons were operating out of the mayor's office. It should have been, anyways. Except...

"How do those two damn fallen angels keep getting in our way!?" Scanty screamed, her hands clutching the side of her demonic head while she screamed in frustration. She started tugging at her hair as she walked over to one of the couches to continue to fume, sitting down in a notably unladylike manner.

"Please calm yourself, Scanty." Her partner in crime, Kneesocks, replied from a cushy chair across the office as she read a book. "Freaking out over them isn't going to help us conquer this city in the name of Hell any faster."

"But they've ruined every scheme and plan we've thrown at them! We had them down to those sacred panties with that gambling ghost before they managed to win it all back in the final round!" Scanty shouted in frustration. It was far from the only time this had happened too. There had been the time they used zombie ghosts to start the zombie outbreak, but somehow those self centered angels retained their identities after gettinf bit, but both her and Kneesocks had become part of the horde! She still had no idea how things had been resolved after that... and it was probably best for their sanity that was the case.

Kneesocks sighed, her red skin concealing a soft blush at her sister's tirade. At least their boss hadn't been around to see it. "It's almost lunch, wanna order some pizza? It might help us think think of something." She asked, trying to placate Scanty. Her fellow demon looked at her before sighing. "All right. Get three." The singular horned demon let out a sigh of relief as she grabbed her phone, calling up the local pizza chain.

*Beep* The sound of the secretary's intercom for the office suddenly buzzed to life. "Package for you." Scanty looked at the door before turning to her partner, looking at her in a way that asked if she had ordered anything. When Kneesocks shook her head as she continued the order, Scanty went out the office door to the secretary's desk. There was indeed a small package waiting there, the buxom human filing her nails as the demoness approached.

"Who sent us this?" Scanty asked as she picked up the box. The secretary just shrugged, her chest bouncing lightly in her suit. "No clue, and not paid enough to care. A ghost brought it in just now and didn't say anything." Scanty gives her a glare, but the secretary is unfazed. She did used to work retail in this town after all. Huffing, Scanty brought the box back into the office.

"So, what's in the box?" Kneesocks asked, having finished ordering the pizzas. "No clue, and the secretary was not helpful." Scanty replied with a scowl on her face, putting the box onto an end table before reaching down at the waist and removing her two pairs of thongs. The two black pieces of naughty underwear then transformed into a pair of revolvers, the frustrated demoness shooting the box (and table) apart, the contents of the package spilling onto the ground, revealing...

"A rock?" Kneesocks walked over to look at it as Scanty picked it up, having thoroughly vented her frustrations. "Who sent us a rock?" She wondered allowed as Scanty gripped it firmly in her hand.

"Whoever did is getting on my last nerve..." Scanty replied through gritted teeth, reeling her arm back to chuck it out the window. Before she could, however, Kneesocks grabbed her fist to stop her. "I am sensing magic on that rock! Let me at least look to see if we have anything on it."

Scanty looked back at her before taking a very long sigh through her nose. "...fine." Scanty finally replied, taking a seat in the visitor's chair while Kneesocks went to look through the bookshelves behind the desk.

Scanty began rolling the stone in her palm while watching her partner parouse the shelves, looking for the right reference books. She had no idea why, but on top of her general frustration, she was starting to feel hot and bothered. And looking over Kneesocks, her eyes couldn't help but be drawn to the red ass hiding beneath that skirt... 'Hells, this is frustrating. If you were going to flaunt your ass at me, I wish you'd give me a show.' Scanty thought to herself.

"Hmm, maybe on the higher shelves?" Kneesocks pondered aloud, suddenly moving to scale the office desk to get a better view of the books. As she did so, she bent over at the waist, giving Scanty a much better view of her partner's red naked rear. Especially when it started moving in a figure eight, the one horned Demoness seemingly oblivious to her perpetual flashing and booty shaking towards her ally.

Part of Scanty thought about alerting Kneesocks to her behavior, but the needy part of her decided to enjoy the show. She leaned back into the seat and spread her legs wide, unaware that she was waving her twin thongs around above her head with her free hand. If Kneesocks looked back at her for any reason, she'd be getting a show of her own, able to see Scanty's naked rear beneath their skirt as they waved their undergarments over their head like a stripper. She was too busy looking through the books on the shelf however, ignorant of her own twerking display from the top of the desk. They had to have a reference for magical stones in their collection after all...

[In this storyline, the stone (thanks to the wish of a ghost with a grudge against both the angels and demons, made it so the wishing stone inflicts an erotic consequence on the heavenly or unholy wisher based in some way on what they wished for, also making it harder for them to notice the oddities that occur to themselves. Bold text for the wishes and its effects, underlined for consequence.]