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"Hey." Helen said as Rocket blinked awake, and blearily around, waking up in her new room at the Superbabes' house and rubbing her eyes. First thing she noticed was the THROBBING headache... second thing was the glamorous ex-marine. "How long are you going to sleep?" she asked, coming in to grab Rocket's legs and shaking her further awake. "Come, get up."
"Not all of us were bloody marines." Rocket replied and dropped her head back into the pillow, she was up late last night doing a cam session… with her ass. AFTER celebrating moving in with the rest of the girls and drinking what might have been tequila and vodka.
"True. But Tasha's here. Come on." Rocket groaned, "Shower first." She said, picking up a dildo from Rocket's bed and tossing it aside, fairly sure she knew where it's been but she was a Superbabe in a house with Arwa, an anal dildo wasn't a big issue.
Right, her MENTOR, Tasha Addams. Rocket groaned, pulling herself out of bed and pulling on some dirty booty shorts, "Mmhg…" yanking it up over her black bubble ass and wiggling slightly before grabbing a tank top… then remembering she should shower… and wobbled sleepily out of her room.
"Good Morning!" Rocket groaned, jumping slightly as Arwa greeted her in lacy see see-through lingerie. She swatted Rocket's bubble, but playfully walked past her.
"Arwa." She greeted and walked into the first floor bathroom, shutting it behind her, dropping her clothes into a pile, she got into the glass shower she dropped her head sleepily against the wall and turned the hot water on… groaning quietly as it rinsed her off. She then pulled away and jumped as she saw Arwa in the bathroom, she didn't even hear her opened the door "WHY are you in here?"
"I need to wash my hands." She said, doing just that and humming, "And I would like to use the shower when you're done."
"You could wash your hands in the kitchen." Rocket declared only for Arwa to shake her head.
"Demona is using the kitchen." She said, shaking her hands off in the sink.
"Use the upstairs one!" Rocket replied as Arwa just smiled at her and her beautiful body.
"Freya is using that one." She replied, "And it always smells like motor oil when she does." She then peeled her lingerie off her body and Rocket stared at her glorious figure. "Actuall,y just move over, I'll hop right in."
"What?! Ah…" The beautiful, tall, exotic woman stepped into the shower with her and began washing up, her breasts bumping against her face. She hummed softly as Rocket squirmed in the shower with her.
"Please, we're all girls here!" Arwa replied as her breasts pushed against Rocket's head. "…Besides, I'm going shopping later today with Mel and Leslie. They should be here any minute now." She said, soaking her hair as Rocket squeezed between her and out of the shower. Staring at her magnificent body and sighing, before grabbing her clothes off the floor. "Oh. When do you want me to do that show thing with you?"
"What?" Rocket blinked, drying off, but then pulled her booty shorts back on.
"Your little internet show thing? You said you wanted to do one with me, but I was a little busy helping Demona with… something." She smiled sweetly. "So, when would you like me to do that?"
Rocket stared at the smiling, glistening Arwa. "…WHEN did I do that?"
"Somewhere between three shots of Tequila, one shot of Vodka, and another shot of Xue's Vodka." She pushed her gloriously large asses to the glass, grinning at Rocket. "We told you not to drink Xue's vodka. Helen is pretty sure that she gets that stuff imported from Russian smugglers through Orders. Whatever that means." She began to shampoo. "…Freya says she could run her bike on a cup of it for the whole day." Rocket stared at her and shook her head.
"Okay, well. I don't remember that…" and whatever she DID do with Arwa on cam would now doubt break her viewership records.
"Oh don't worr,y Demona got it on recording." She replied cheerily. "I'll talk to you later about it." Arwa replied, going back to washing herself sexily in the shower. The Superbabe shower thing just came naturally to some babes.
"Ugh…" Rocket shook her head and walked out of the bathroom and into a huge set of abs. Xue, carrying a box on her powerful shoulder, it looked to be about the size of a 40-inch TV… speaking of 40 inches.
"Oh hey. Tasha's here for you." Xue said, shifting the package onto her shoulder to under it as Rocket shook off the abs and the massive breasts.
"I know-what is that?"
"This? Something for Mrs. Espiritu next door." She said, before giving it a slight shake and getting the familiar sound of scrap metal clanging together to ring out. "Well, I guess it's for her nephew Jack. Stil,l it got delivered to us by mistake, I'm going to run it over there." She said before frowning, "Actually, I need to check something real quick, hold this for me?" she asked, before handing her the box.
"HURP!?" she was a tough girl, Australian, played sports, but the box was surprisingly heavy, and Xue moved it around with one arm like it weighed lighter than air. She rushed into the bathroom as Rocket leaned against the wall for support.
"Morning, Arwa."
"Good Morning Xue!" After a second, Xue came back out and appeared to smell like sweet ladies deodorant. She then hauled the box out of Rocket's grip with one hand and onto her shoulder again.
"Thanks." She said as Rocket groaned and pushed off the wall, dazedly turning to head to the living room only to find Demona, who stared at her, holding a basket of freshly fried fries in one hand and a cup of water and a pill of painkillers in the other, handing the latter to Rocket.
"You'll get used to it." She said as Rocket blinked at the winged woman.
"…Can I get some of those chips?" she asked hesitantly as she walked past her.
"Not if you want to keep your fingers. Arwa! Your shopping friends are here." She said, walking away.
"I know!" Arwa declared happily as Rocket wobbled away from this and into the more open air of the living room to find Mel, Leslie and Tasha all waiting. Though only one was here for her.
"Hey Baby." Tasha purred as Rocket sighed, rubbing her head.
"Hello, Tasha." She raised an eyebrow at her as Arwa bounced naked but dry out of the bathroom.
"Hey girls! Be right there!" she said as Rocket watched Arwa practically fly up the stairs jiggling and bouncing and turned her attention back to Tasha as Leslie and Mel waved her off.
"…How much you want to bet she comes back without a bra?" Leslie asked.
"10 on no bra…" said Mel casually as Rocket turned her attention to Tasha, who added.
"20 no underwear at all." Tasha declared before turning her attention to Rocket. "You're not dressed, Ginga." She said as Ginga looked down at herself and then back to Tasha.
"…Seems to be a theme around here." She mumbled as Tasha chuckled.
"Yeah." She winked, "You'll get used to it." She said, and Ginga finally dressed herself properly, and asked.
"So… what exactly are we going to… do?" she asked as Tasha shrugged.
"Little this, little that… but I figure we just go to my place and play some games." Ginga blinked at her. "Or we can do it here, I brought my Gamestation and the TV's bigger." She said, jerking her thumb to the TV as Ginga stared at her.
"…Play games?"
"Got some new sports ones to try out." She replied as Ginga actually laughed without hurting her aching head.
"…Just veg out and play games? I thought Orders told you to be my mentor?"
"You know how to fuck." Tasha replied, "And you know how to be sexy. I can show you how to twerk, but I've watched some of your old cam shows enough to know that you know to do that." She smiled, "I figured whatever I can teach you, Arwa can do just as easily." She said as Arwa bounced down the stairs with CLEARLY no bra. "Practical." She said as Arwa, Mel, and Leslie walked out together with a wave. "Now then." She said, winking at her. "Relax. We're all girls here." She said as Ginga sighed, rubbing her head and the hangover… when Leslie returned and slapped 40 bucks into Tasha's hand before sullenly heading back out again. Tasha winked at Ginga.
"First how about breakfast? Mel and Leslie's treat." Ginga looked down.
"…Can I ACTUALLY get dressed first?"
"Nah, it'll be easier to get a discount dressed like that. First REAL lesson? Superbabes have powers." She said and Ginga sighed, followed after her, and Tasha wrapped an arm around her waist and squeezed her rear playfully. "I have much to teach you young one." She teased and Ginga believed her.
She'll be a proper Superbabe in no time.
End