Urban Oddballs: Two cheeks One boss
Edited by Thegreat_pretender
"She can't live here...can she?" Gaxi asked, finding herself standing before a rather average sized pink house. Just to make sure, she took her phone out and texted Shawky.
'Hey Shawky...um, you said 4270 N Widows right? I'm in front of this pink house but...I can't ring the doorbell...I'm too short :('
A few minutes later Gaxi was greeted by the protruding, pierced, and tatted belly of Shawky, who rubbed her stomach with care as she looked down at the green woman.
"Oh, Gaxi Girl, thanks for contacting me. That was a horrible thing that happened to you! Come in, please come in!"
The interior of Shawky's home was a sharp contrast to her eerie gothic appearance. The walls and furniture were mixtures of fluffy pinks and white. Stuffed animals sat in two's where they could, while a fluffy carpet sprawled over the majority of the living room coming off the house's foyer.
"Oh, oh wow, um, everything is so...pink..." Gaxi mumbled, stunned by her surroundings.
"Oh, Shawky, is this the little party leader you told me about?" Lisped a sultry voice attached to a figure emerging from the hall beyond the living room.
"Oh yeah, Gaxi, this is my familiar, Bizzy," Shawky said, introducing her. Gaxi stared on as a tall, slender woman emerged. She was a pink succubus.
"Woah, a demon lady! Though she looks just like you, apart from the...well, you know..." Gaxi said, taking in the form of the new woman.
"Oh, someone likes big tits, huh? Haha, you're cute!" Bizzy laughed. Shawky patted her familiar on the shoulder.
"Hey now, don't be so rude to our guest. But they are nice tits," she said before locking lips with her busty familiar, massaging her ripe, low-hanging fruit.
"Umm Shawky, Bizzy, I don't mean to interrupt but..." Gaxi began, watching them. Shawky stopped feeling her familiar up to slap her on her prominent rear.
"You're a bad girl for getting me hot and bothered like that!" She purred, grabbing her familiar's breasts. Her black fingernails digging into the soft pink flesh.
"Ahh...oh!" Bizzy moaned as her breasts expanded, tattoos now present on her belly and arm.
"Woah, what just happened?!" Gaxi gasped, dropping her duffle bag in amazement.
"Oh, ha-ha, well I mentioned that I was like a storage device, right? Well she's one too, but with less storage! Haha!" Shawky replied, jiggling her familiar's enlarged assets. Bizzy blushed.
"Mistress, maybe we should play after your leader is settled in?"
Shawky gave her a playful slap across her aching breasts and smiled.
"You're right, prepare our guest some soup while I show her to her room. Come with me, Gaxi Girl."
Gaxi followed Shawky while Bizzy followed. When they reached the kitchen Bizzy broke left and entered it, while the remaining two women headed further down to a room on the right.
"Okay, Gaxi Girl, here's where you'll be staying!" Shawky exclaimed, opening the door to a room covered in pink but not very decorated.
"Wow, it's so big! Is all this for me?" Gaxi asked in awe, having never had a room this big all to herself before.
"Oh, yeah , Gaxi Girl, this is all for you! You have your own bathroom too, so don't worry about privacy."
Gaxi dropped her duffle bag on the pink fluffy floor and gave her host a hug, though this amounted to her pressing her face and arms against Shawky's drum-tight belly. Shawky tussled her little friend's pink hair with a loving fondness before a figurative lightbulb shone above her head, an idea forming.
"Oh, by the way, I was thinking about what you told the party this afternoon about your weakness, and after some research I think I can help," Shawky said, stepping back to place her hands on her belly. Her tattoos glowed with a blue light as a blue will-o-wisp emerged from in between her thighs. The blue flame floated over to the little green woman, evaporating against her body.
"What was that?" Gaxi gasped, jumping back and rubbing the stricken spot with confusion.
"Hehe, you can think of it as virus protection for your mind. Now thanks to one of my little buddies no harm will come to you if someone tries to zap your chip with their phone," Shawky smiled, hands on her hips as her bulbous abdomen jutted out with pride. Gaxi embraced her again, now balling her eyes out.
"T-thank you so much! Y-you don't know how much this means to me..."
"We're party members, right? We have to look out for one another!" Shawky exclaimed, struggling to bend down to meet Gaxi at eye level.
"The soup is ready Mistress!" Bizzy called, her head poking through the door.
"Thanks love!" Shawky said, before turning her attention back to Gaxi and wiping her tears away.
"Okay now, it's okay..." She kissed Gaxi on the forehead as a mother would do to her child, staining her green skin with black lipstick. "Come on, let's get some food in you."
As the two made their way to the kitchen Gaxi noticed that while the rest of the house had a pink and white color scheme, white was this room's dominant color. The women sat down across from one another at a lengthy birch dining table.
"Whew, okay here we go," Gaxi said as she wiggled her compact body onto the chair.
"Are you okay? Don't hurt yourself, Gaxi Girl!" Shawky warned, watching her with a worried look.
"I'm fine, the rear is just weighing me down," Gaxi grunted as she hoisted her mass into the seat. The pillows attached gave her just enough lift to reach over the table to eat. She took a breather as a bowl of hot tomato soup was placed down in front of her. The aroma that filled her nostrils reminded her of home.
"Wow, this smells great Bizzy, thank you!" Gaxi said, diving in. Bizzy bowed to her before turning to Shawky.
"Mistress, it's pretty late, shall I prepare another bath for you?" She asked. Shawky shook her head.
"Nah I'm alright, but Gaxi Girl would like one, wouldn't you?"
Gaxi looked up from her voracious devouring to nod before continuing. Shawky laughed at her little friend, fanning Bizzy away to stand by and wait for Gaxi to finish.
"Well I'm glad you like the soup, but I've been meaning to ask you some things, if you don't mind," Shawky said, watching her friend. Gaxi looked up with a confused expression and nodded, her mouth full.
"Well, I know you're a Miblin, but...well, inside your body, is there like, a tunnel?" Shawky asked, embarrassed for asking something so personal. Gaxi swallowed and looked back at her.
"A tunnel?" She questioned, not sure what Shawky was asking.
"Um you know...like an onahole?" Shawky squeaked out, biting her black lip.
"Well...I'm not sure. I'm rubbery, but that's all I know. Why do you ask, do you know of any Miblins like that?" Gaxi asked. Shawky shook her head.
"Nope, I just heard a rumor is all," she replied, looking around the room and deciding to change the subject. "Well not to sound weird, and you can settle into things in your own time of course, but once you feel more comfortable living here, you don't have to wear anything around the house if you don't want to."
"Oh, are you coming on to me Miss Shawky?" Gaxi sneered, slurping her soup.
"Ha-ha, you're cute so I could be Gaxi Girl, but no. I'm just saying that we're all girls here, so there's no need to feel uncomfortable," Shawky said, resting her chin on top of her hand while looking at her guest with relaxed eyes.
After finishing dinner Bizzy guided Gaxi to the tub with bath supplies in hand.
"Okay I'll take your dirty clothes and put them in the wash, is there anything else you need?"
Gaxi shook her head, "No, no Bizzy you've been great but do I need the rubber ducky?"
Bizzy shrugged "Duckies soothe my Mistress, so maybe they will do the same for you."
Gaxi gave the demon a quizzical look before nodding "Well I've give it a shot, see you in a bit."
Gaxi stepped into the shower and took a seat in the tub, laying eyes on the rubber duck and the kindness that it entitled her mind began to drift.
'Well, here I am the leader of a party. Everyone is so nice, that stupid ass guy didn't know what he was talking about. It's barely been a day and I have a diverse group of friends that have my back. None of them, not even Annry, has judged me on being a Miblin and has taken me seriously. They've even trusted me with their secrets.They really are my friends. I have never had anyone take me seriously before. I mean this, house, this house is amazing, and I get to live in it, because Shawky likes me. And, and Bizzy is so nice.'
Gaxi began to ball a flood of tears into her little hands as the water bounced off of her rubbery skin. Taking those moments to cleanse herself of her hardship and to smile at her triumph, she began bathing. This was never an easy task for her to do, but Shawky seemed to be ahead of her as she had given her a luffa on a stick as her primary bathing tool.
"She hasn't known me but a few hours and yet she knew I had bathing issues." Gaxi's eyes began to well up with tears again, which were washed away by the shower's current.
Stepping out of the shower she laid eyes on Bizzy, "Um were you here the whole time?" Gaxi asked embarrassed.
Bizzy nodded "Yes, though I remained quiet because shower time is a special time for everyone one. Did Mr. Ducky help you relax at all?"
Gaxi sniffled nodding, "Yes, yes he did, may I have him every time I bathe?"
Bizzy nodded smiling with the satisfaction of a job well done.
Later in bed, Gaxi looked up at the ceiling of her new room. The pink of the ceiling brought her a great calm as it was illuminated by moonlight.
'I hope we all grow closer as friends, I don't want to lose anyone, Shawky most of all."
That morning Gaxi awoke to the smell of breakfast cooking.
"Oh boy, morning already! I'd better get the party together," she said to herself, climbing out of bed. Her tiny, three-toed feet graced the comforting embrace of the fluffy carpeting as she made her way out the door.
"Hello leader, sleeping in I see?" Annry asked, leaning against the bedroom door. The brown mouse girl was barefoot but still suited up in her leather armor, weapons sheathed but at the ready. Unbeknownst to her party leader, Annry very much enjoyed the carpeting of the hallway. So much so that she couldn't resist crouching down and gripping at clumps of it as she stood before Gaxi.
"Oh, hi Annry, um, what are you doing here?" Gaxi asked, confused and startled from being called lazy.
"Shawky told us that this will be the meeting spot from this point forward, since this is your residence as well now," Annry replied, folding her arms as she looked at the shorter woman with contempt.
"Us?" Gaxi questioned.
"Yeah, everyone's in the kitchen right now having breakfast. We were waiting on you to decide what our first mission should be," Annry said, raising her eyebrows.
"Oh, oh boy! Okay!" Gaxi giggled, rushing to the kitchen. The spare tire that was her ass jiggled with every frantic step.
