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Shadina's AO Video Game Adventure

Chapter 2: Something Stinks in Noctup

With the greasy pig lord Hogereign defeated, the little town of Cumholm has returned to relatively normal. Our intrepid and sexy heroine, Shadina, returns home to a curt thanks from a voluptuous vixen for her efforts, and from then on, the incident is completely forgotten. But for Shadina, it was but the beginning. Hogereign's control of her hometown was just the smallest symptom of a greater sickness, and soon our busty panthress is going to have to play nurse for the world. In the meantime, however, she has

some shopping to do.

***

Shadina stepped out from the apparel store, having just sold off a gold bikini she'd picked up in the pig lord's manor. She hadn't liked the way it looked on her, but she had to admit it sold well. She grinned broadly as she hefted her always-light and infinitely capacious money purse, which now had over 5,000 Gucus in it. As she sauntered sexily towards the newly opened furniture store, she vaguely wondered if she'd ever be the subject of ominous, foreshadowing narration, and what they'd say.

Arriving at the furniture shop, she was once again greeted by the lovely sight of Sierra, a cougaress she'd freed from the clutches of Hogereign. The very busty carpentress sauntered over to Shadina, pressing bust to bust to give the slightly smaller black cat a gentle kiss on the end of the muzzle.

"Welcome to my shop, sexy. What can I do for you?" she asked. She gently waved to a wall next to her with a list of furniture Shadina could get for her bedroom. The prices were pretty significant. There were only a few things she could afford at all, and she couldn't afford all of those at once, but suddenly inspiration struck.

"Mmm... I definitely want to upgrade to a Queen-sized bed, and I want a toybox next to the bed. I'll have just enough left over to be able to put a few fun things in it." she answered. Sierra purred and smiled in response.

"That will be 4,000 Gucus. That's a nice big bed... planning on sharing it with anyone?" the cougaress asked. Shadina grinned lewdly, leaning over to lick Sierra's neck before answering.

"Oh, you know it. When I get done shopping at the toy store, I want to see you naked in my bedroom." she said. Sierra playfully groped one of Shadina's large, firm tits.

"Oh I'll be there. Go head off to the toy store. Don't keep me waiting," she answered. After handing over the vast majority of her funds, Shadina departed the furniture store and made her way down the street to the toy store. She thought about it for a short while, but came to the conclusion that she wanted the normal dildo and the strap-on. After parting with another 900 Gucus, she went back to her house.

Arriving at her home, and then her bedroom, she was pleased at the changes. Where once there was a bed little bigger than a cot, a nice, soft-looking, Queen-sized bed sat, with a very busty cougaress laying naked on it. On the side opposite the nightstand was her new toybox. Sierra smiled to her seductively and rubbed the fresh covers of the bed invitingly.

Shadina put the toys into the toybox and shed her clothing, climbing into bed with her new lover. Soon, they were squished tit to tit again, indulging in deep, passionate, muzzle-clasping kisses as their hands explored each other lewdly and eagerly. Kissing soon gave way to kinkier play, however. The two tasted each other, groped each other, and then went for the toybox.

Sierra took the dildo and began to tease her sopping cunt with it, then pump the smooth length in and out of herself. As she was doing this, Shadina mounted the puma's chest and straddled her left tit, squishing her plump, full cuntflesh against it and began to grind on it. They watched each other's beautiful bodies, heard each other's lustful moans and smelled each other's potent scents as Shadina fucked Sierra's tit more and more lewdly, and Sierra pumped herself with the dildo in time with it.

Shadina's body quivered as the sight of Sierra's huge, jostling, jiggly tits, lust-

filled visage, deep, lusty moans and potent sexual scent, combined with the feel of that honey-soaked tit squishing into her sex overwhelmed her. She just couldn't hold back any more. Cupping her own fine DD-cup tits in her hands and arching her back, she pressed down hard and yowled out her pleasure as a cascade of pale oily fluid rolled down from her cunt and over Sierra's big mound of titflesh. This was too much for Sierra. She threw her head back, yowling as her body shook with climax, making the first of many messes in Shadina's new bed.

Shadina rolled off her lover and onto the bed, and both took a brief moment to catch their breaths. Sierra removed the dildo from her cunt and tossed it to Shadina to clean. The panthress delighted in licking the puma's cum from the false cock. Then Sierra grabbed the strap-on, and without asking, put it on with a grin. Shadina tossed the cleaned dildo into the toybox and got on hands and knees on the bed facing away from Sierra, tail high in the air.

No words were necessary. Sierra just grabbed the black kitty's hips and shoved the synthetic cock deep into her lover's cunt. Shadina moaned in pleasure and pressed back. Sierra leaned over her, pressing her tits to Shadina's back as her strong hips began to pump, and she started to fuck the panthress mercilessly. Both feline femmes indulged in the feral lust of the moment, growling and pounding with animalistic strength. Sierra was ruthless. She pounded Shadina for several long moments at a time, only to pause and pull the black kitty back from the brink of orgasm, only to do it again.

She tortured her lover, savior and customer this way for half an hour until, after a particularly long pause, she began fucking Shadina in earnest. Their bodies collided. Juices spurted out from Shadina's pussy all around as toned muscles rippled, tits swayed and jiggled pendulously, and each solid pump was met with a wet squelch and a deep, lusty grunt or growl. There was no stopping until it was over, but all too soon, it was. Shadina tensed, and her cunt clenched around the artificial phallus, and once again, she unleashed a thick oily gush of her essence to make a mess of the strap-on. Sierra waited a few moments before pulling out, and pulling the strap-on off, grinding her sopping cunt against Shadina's nice full ass a few moments before cumming all over it. Snuggling in each other's arms, the two kitties settled into peaceful slumber.

***

The sky was unnaturally bright and clear. In Shadina's reckoning, the sky was always cloudy, gray, or downright dark, but now it was bright. It hurt the panthress's eyes. Through the glare, she was able to make out that she was in the middle of the central square of Cumholm. However, there was one major problem. Lines of smokey darkness that tried desperately to ease the glare of the bright blue sky led down to the burned and broken remains of houses and shops. Bodies of sexy vixens and hunky horses lay broken and bleeding in the streets. In short, Cumholm was ruined. Oddly naked, Shadina looked at all this in nearly-blinded dismay.

"What the fuck?" she asked, unable to believe what her pained and watering eyes were telling her.

"This is what will come to pass if you don't take action soon," came a familiar voice. Shadina nearly jumped a mile, but turned to see Night, the shadow elemental or goddess or whatever that she released from the secret shrine under Hogereign's manor, and who now resides in her magic sports bra. The betentacled black anthro reptile femme was a haven of darkness in this bleak, glaring world.

"What? C'mon, I beat down the pig, what more do I need to do?" the lazy panthress asked.

"That's exactly the problem. The pig, as you call him, wasn't at the top of the food chain. His bosses are already being told of your little uprising, and they will gladly bring their wrath down upon your little hometown if they aren't stopped," her immaterial partner in crime informed her. Shadina rolled her eyes.

"Grrreeeeaaat. So... what do I have to do?" she inquired.

"That will be revealed to you soon. Just know that your journey is only just beginning," the shadowy seductress told her.

"And... why am I naked?"

"Pffftt... don't ask me. It's your dream."

***

Shadina woke up in her new queen-sized bed, still naked, to find that her house was still standing, but Sierra was already gone. Getting redressed in her mundane, ass-hugging cotton shorts and her magical, elemental-holding sports bra, she prepared for another day of flirting and fucking. Upon arrival in her beloved hometown, however, she discovered that this was not to be. A group of townsfolk, ranging from the matronly equine barmistress to Sierra, awaited her just inside town. The barmistress spoke for the group.

"We hate to trouble you with this, but we have a bit of a crisis on our hands. We were all expecting deliveries from the big city of Noctup to the north, but none of them have arrived. If the deliveries keep failing to arrive, we're going to be in serious trouble. Could you go to Noctup and find out what happened to our deliveries?" the motherly horse woman asked

"Riiiiight... fine. Alright, I'll look into it." Shadina answered. "Please be careful," the bar mistress's son, a tall, handsome, well-hung horse boy told her. "There's been stories of monsters in the road. They could hurt you." Shadina wave off the comment dismissively.

"Don't worry. I'm totally badass. I can handle some monsters." The crowd murmured their thanks and returned to their respective businesses. Then the panthress turned her dialogue inward to confront Night. "Is this what you were talking about in that freaky dream?"

"Could be," the shadow elemental replied enigmatically.

"Agh! Don't get enigmatic on me. I can always buy a new sports bra," the panthress thought threateningly.

"Sorry, I don't know everything... I thought it was going to be something more dramatic, but I guess this is it. Of course, the plot could thicken once you got to Noctup. What if something truly sinister happened to the delivery folks?" Night answered.

"Well, we'll see. let's hit the road." the heroic panthress concluded. She made her way to the town's exit.

***

"Wow, this is so hot! Look at me! I'm like a goddess!" the panthress exclaimed as she surveyed the landscape. The town of Cumholm, now next to her, seemed toy-sized by comparison. Tall trees only came up to her ankles. Night sighed in her mind.

"This is only so you can travel from town to town faster. It would take you days if you had to do it the boring way."

"So I really am macro?" the panthress asked.

"Well, no... not really. Now get walking. That dark brown winding path is the road to Noctup. Get going." Night told her.

"Yeah, I figured that part out on my own, thank you very much. Fine. Darn it. Don't even get to enjoy being macro. Can't there be little people to play with?" Amidst her complaining, the sexy panthress began striding, devouring distance with every step of her soft, sexy paws. Before she'd made it too far, however, she experienced a very familiar warping of reality, and she was sucked into battle.

Now on a generic-looking bit of landscape, the now normal-sized Shadina found herself confronted by a monster. In this case, it was a winged pink puffball with big, soft blue eyes and white feathered wings. It had no real limbs to speak of, yet two forepaws and two hindpaws poked inexplicably from the poofy pink fur, the toes tipped with long, sharp talons.

"Oh my goddess, it's HIDEOUS!" Shadina exclaimed, averting her eyes. The hovering monster mate cute little squeeky noises in protest.

"Yup, it's a monster alright. You're going to have to put your money where your muzzle is and give it the beatdown," Night told her.

"Can't we merge and you can tentacle-something it? Strangle it, maybe?" the panthress pleaded.

"We can merge, certainly, but it's an asexual creature. My tentacles will have no effect on it. If you don't take it out soon, it might spontaneously clone itself." Night told her.

"Oh no, it doesn't!" Shadina lashed out with her claws. Four bright slashes superimposed themselves over the pink fluffball's body. She couldn't be sure, but she thought she briefly saw the number '19' over the puffball's body before it exploded colorfully into blue and yellow motes.

"Well done," Night mentioned, and once again, Shadina was towering over the landscape and heading to Noctup. Several more times along the way she battled against more monsters, most of these being more of the pink puffballs, but some looking more like oversized, overly fangy, pink-furred poodles. She took some scratches and some bites, but eventually beat them all, and finally arrived in the town of Noctup.

***

The city was vast and impressive. Streets and buildings stretched for as far as Shadina could see. Her tiny town of Cumholm could fit into a mere corner of this metropolis. Furs of all kinds walked the streets. Mice, rabbits and foxes were very common. Other species could be seen in lesser amounts. Despite the overwhelming vista of the city, Shadina couldn't help but be a little depressed.

"Awww.. why can't I still be macro? I'd love to get to play around with some of these folks that way, and they'd love it, no doubt... I could make the streets run with my juices, let city folk use my tits as a playground..."

"Quit whining, you've got a job to do. You have to find out what happened to the deliveries that were supposed to be sent to Cumholm." Night reminded her.

"Yeah, yeah, fine..." She approached a nearby cute raccoon woman who seemed to be making her way through the streets at a leisurely pace. "Pardon, do you know what happened to the deliveries that were supposed to go to Cumholm?" The raccoon girl blinked in surprise as she looked at her.

"Wow, a pretty cat woman that Lord Skunch hasn't taken as a wife yet? You'd better be careful. Keep on your toes and watch your nose, 'cuz Lord Skunch is probably going to try to snatch you up, too," she says, not answering the question at all. Shadina blinked in confusion.

"What? What does that have to do with deliveries? I don't care what your local landlords like or not, I just wanna know what happened to the food and stuff that was supposed to get shipped to Cumholm." Unfortunately, she was met with exactly the same reply, once again, as if the raccoon woman had neither heard a word she'd just said, nor had just said those exact same words a moment before. Shadina drooped her head in exasperation. "Not this again," She let the racoon move on about her business. "Let's find the Inn..."

Making her way through the streets, Shadina found the Inn here, which was much larger and fancier than the one back in her hometown. It had a wide variety of furs from a wide variety of backgrounds, but soon enough, the black kitty found who she was looking for. It was the raven girl. Whether it was the same raven girl, or another one who looked just like her was hard to say, but Shadina took a seat at her table.

"So what's going on around here? Why haven't there been any deliveries to Cumholm?" Shadina inquired of the raven.

"There haven't been any deliveries anywhere for a little while now. The local delivery company depends on the speedy legs of three lovely cheetahs. But recently a new landlord, Lord Skunch, has moved in, and declaired that every beautiful cat woman in the city is his wife and must move into his mansion. Since then, there haven't been any deliveries." the raven girl told her. Shadina rolled her eyes.

"This again. First Lord Hogereign, now this Lord. So what, does he use big thugs to get his way or something?" she asked. The raven shook her head.

"Nope, he doesn't need any help. No one dares defy Lord Skunch. No one with a functional nose, that is. He's a skunk, and if he sprays you, it's as good as a death sentence. You'll stink so bad, you'll want to rip your nose off, or kill yourself, and the city will exile you, throwing you into the wilderness, and you won't even be able to hunt for food because your prey will smell you from miles away."

"So how could anyone fight this lord, if all he has to do is spray you to condemn you to a fate worse than death?" the panthress inquired.

"Well, you could always try using some sort of shield to block the spray, but I've heard it's a bit acidic, and he can spray people up to six times per day. It's not a great plan though. Even with a shield in the way, the stench is likely to overwhelm the person holding the shield." the raven told her. Shadina sighed.

"It seems hopeless. Even if I got six shields of some sort or other, the stink would be so bad after the first spray that I'd probably drop the shield."

"Too bad there isn't a bird as brave as you are. Most of us have a notoriously poor sense of smell. Incidently, there is an owl wizard who lives in the forest outside of town who also doesn't like Lord Skunch."

"I see. I get it. Well, let's see what I can get out of the owl, then." With that, Shadina got up from the table and made her way out of town towards the nearby forest. Her enjoyment of her macroscopic stature was short lived, as the forest in question was only a few steps away.

The forest itself was a dark, gloomy place. The path was only barely visible between the twisting and winding trees and interwoven branches. Truly, it was just the way the panthress liked it, but what she didn't like was that the owl's home was nowhere to be seen. Grumbling about the inconvenience, she began making her way down the obnoxiously labyrinthine path. Several times she had to backtrack, as she encountered stretches of forest that went on forever while going nowhere. This annoyance was compounded by the fact that every few steps, some rabid forest critter, panther-eating plant or sex-crazed vine-tentacle thing would pop out of nowhere and attack her, and while

she didn't mind the tentacle-sex so much, the rest of it was just plain annoying, though she did manage to get a level, accompanied by the typical mind-blowing orgasm, somewhere along the way.

Finally, she arrive at a tree that was obviously larger than the others, with a set of wooden stairs curling around it, leading up to a large house nestled in the branches. Straightening up her somewhat disheveled clothes after one last encounter with a tentacle beast, the panthress grumbled that she could have just climbed the tree if the stairs hadn't been in the way, and began making her way up them. Once at the top, she knocked on the door to the elegant treehouse.

In short order, the door was opened by a male owl in deep blue robes with a notably scholarly air about him. His eyes twinkled as he beheld the curvaceous, athletic form of the kitty before him.

"Get your mind out of the gutter. I'm here on business," Shadina told him sharply. The owl would have frowned, but his beak didn't work that way. "Of course. Well, come in, relax. What can I, the great Nocturnius, do for you?" the owl asked, waving her in with a flourish of his robes. Shadina stepped past him into the disaster area that was the interior of his home. If the outside was prim and elegant, the inside looked like a tornado had struck an office supply store. Papers and books lay everywhere. Even some pens, or perhaps just stray feathers, were scattered here and there. An old couch could barely be made out from the debris, and next to it, serving as a makeshift end-table was a stack of thin cardboard boxes that smelled vaguely of cheese and pepperoni. Pushing papers and books out of the way, the panthress delicately took a seat, seeming quite feminine by contrast to the bachelor pad she was currently stuck in. Once seated, she made her case.

"I was told by a reliable source that you are not fond of Lord Skunch. It seems he's been hampering deliveries to my hometown as well, and since I've recently gotten into the habit of bringing down corrupt landowners, I was thinking of adding him to my list. However, I have a problem. I have a very functional nose. Can you help me?" she asked. The owl stood proudly in response, ruffling his feathers.

"Ah, you came to the right place, my lovely dame. Surely, the great Nocturnius has the solution to all of your problems. Indeed, I am very vexed at the presumptuous tyrant Skunch, for he has imprisoned the beautiful kitty who delivers my meals." The owl wizard suddenly looked quite angry. "For this he will pay!" Then he regained control again, it seemed. "If you wish to be the instrument of my masterful wrath, I do indeed have something that can help. I am the sole owner of a mask that not only improves one's appearance several-fold, but has the side effect of cutting one's sense of smell down to virtually nothing. However, despite my ire at our common foe, if you wish this mask from me, you must do something for me first."

"I'm not sleeping with you," Shadina said flatly. The owl all but fainted with exasperation, then straightened himself up.

"I would not be so crude as to request such a thing," the owl said with strained indignation. "Now, let us see. I would ask that you retrieve the Mystical Rod of Sorcery for

me..." He reaches into his robes and pulls out a silvery rod tipped with a large, glimmering sapphire. 'But as you can see, I already have it! So, then, logically, what I require next to fulfill my desires is none other than the legendary Ring of Irresistability! Bring it to me, and the mask is yours!" The panthress scoffed.

"Not gonna happen. Tell you what. I'll let you fawn over my paws for a few minutes, and you give me the mask."

"Deal!" the owl responded before catching himself. "I mean... on one condition! I get to see you wearing the mask before you leave." Shadina shrugged.

"Fine. Whatever."

Out from the piles of paper and books, the owl provided a footrest for the panthress, and she placed her broad, sexy paws upon it. Kneeling next to the stand, the lonely wizard began to admire and fondle the paws, feeling their velvety fur and plush, supple pads. He even dared to taste the fine layer of sweat that covered them, which he found rather pleasing. Shadina waited several long minutes as her host admired and fawned over her paws before interrupting.

"Alright, that's enough. Go get me the mask." The owl straightened up and straightened his robes, trying to look dignified.

"Well, yes... but remember your promise," he said. The panthress shrugged and the wizard went off through his home to collect the mysterious mask. In the meantime, Shadina stood in preparation to leave, waiting for the wizardly hermit to return. Finally, he arrived with the mask in hand. It was a rather simple affair: a fake bird beak meant to go over a muzzle with a stretchy cord attached to hold it to one's head. Shadina smirked when she saw it.

"That's it?" she asked incredulously.

"Yes! This is the mask that will help you defeat that detestable Lord Skunch! Try it on! We must see if it fits," Nocturnius replied, offering the mask to Shadina. Annoyed as she was, she was still a cat of her word, and to the lonely owl's delight, she fit the yellow beak over her muzzle and pulled the cord into place behind her head.

"There, happy?" Her voice was muffled by the mask, but it was just barely comprehendable. The owl did indeed look positively delighted, to say the least. "Wait! Stay right there! I must do something!" Nocturnius told her. Shadina rolled her eyes. The wizard was starting to push the limits of their agreement. He rushed off, and in but a few heartbeats returned with a very large roll of paper, looking a bit like a blank poster. He unfurled it in the air, and with the power of his magic rod, made it float there, perfectly unfurled.

"Kodek olympis polarod!" the owl magically intoned as he pointed the Mystic Rod of Sorcery at Shadina. He then turned the rod to the blank poster, unleashing a blast of magic at it,leaving a permanent image of Shadina as she stood there on the poster. Shadina rolled her eyes and made a mental note to sneak in some time and destroy the image.

After that, she left the treehouse and removed the mask. She sighed in exasperation and shook her head, but proceeded down the tree in silence. Once back on the soft soil of the forest, she wound her way back through the twisting paths of the gloomy woods to once again step foot into the brief open spaces of the world, and from there, over the short distance to Noctup.

"Well, that part's done... now I just have to collect things to block the spray with," she said mostly to herself, but partially to the ever-present Night.

"Let the fetch quests begin," Night replied.

Over an indeterminate time period, which to Shadina felt like days, she scoured the city for useful objects. None were without their price, but it seemed no one was willing to exchange gucus for their otherwise worthless junk. She had to collect an autograph to obtain the world's largest frisbee, get a recipe to obtain an old pizza tin, and find a long-lost figurine to trade for an actual old battered shield. In this way, she also obtained a termite-ravaged cabinet door, a legless tabletop and the cracked lid to a massive barrel. Exhausted from all the running around she'd had to do in order to obtain the six disposable items, she settled down for a moment against the wall of a nearby building in the busy city street.

"Ack... why am I doing this again?" she asked Night.

"Because the sexy cougaress that you like to screw in your hometown asked you to?" Night suggested.

"Oh yeah... that's right..." Shadina said, feeling a bit more inspired again. Just then, she saw the oddest figure she'd ever seen. It was a male equine of some sort, but unlike any she'd ever seen before, he was white. So white was he, in fact, that he seemed to magnify the comparitively dim light around himself. He was fairly handsome, though Shadina could not see much of his frame under the concealing, glistening white robes he wore. She could see the glimmering, pearlescent spiraled horn growing in a long, graceful tapered cone from his forehead, however, which she'd never seen or even heard of before. She also thought it very odd that he'd wear clothing that made it impossible to see his package. She wryly wondered if he was hiding the fact that he was unusually small in that department.

As the panthress appraised this odd figure making his way down the road, so too did he take notice of her leaning against the wall of a building in soreness and exhaustion. This seemed to catch his particular attention. He made his way over in a few graceful, clopping steps.

"Miss, are you alright? Is something wrong?" he asked. His voice was pleasant to the ear, and the kitty wasn't going to complain about that. She straightened a bit with pride and brushed down her fur a bit.

"It's nothing, I just did a lot of running around today, and it was a bit exhausting. It's nothing I can't handle," she told him. He nodded.

"All the same, please let me help you," he said, and before Shadina could protest, he laid his hand on her shoulder. Concentrating and chanting, he cast a spell, and Shadina felt a wash of relaxation and healing flow through her. It almost made her weak in the knees and she had to lean against the wall again to keep from collapsing. She went a bit wide-eyed at that.

"That was amazing. I've not even heard of anything like it," she said. To that the odd equine smiled. Shadina thought she could even detect some condescension in that smile.

"Well, in this wicked and corrupt place, that is understandable. I'm glad to have helped, but I must move on. Be well, and embrace the light," he said. With that, he turned and began to make his way down the street, leaving Shadina with an odd expression of confusion on her face.

"Alright, then... I guess I'm ready to finish this," she said to herself.

"Let's do it," Night responded.

It wasn't hard to find the manor where Lord Skunch was staying. Shadina just had to follow her nose. The more putrid the stench became, the closer she was. The large house was unguarded. Not only were guards all but unnecessary, none would work in such horrid conditions, no matter the pay. Once at the gates, Shadina pulled the beak mask back out and put it on, relieved at the ability to breathe again wihtout suffering.

The interior of the Skunch manor was a bit more understated than Hogereign's sumptuous home had been, yet still, it was a manor that reflected power and wealth. Shadina noted that she could faintly hear the sounds of whimpering and weeping down one of the corridors, and made a mental note to investigate it once Skunch was defeated. She proceeded to a large set of double doors that screamed of importance, and proceeded through them.

Inside was an audience chamber decorated in black with white stripes and linings. There, at the end, was a male skunk curled up in a luxuriously cushioned chair, sipping wine and seemingly reading something, though he seemed to be more just looking than reading, as if what he was admiring was an image, not text, but Shadina couldn't see from her angle. Hearing the door open, the skunk looked up and actually smiled brightly at Shadina's arrival.

"Ah, now ze lovelies are coming to me, no? Thiz iz delightful, oui," He said, putting his book and wine down, standing from his throne. To Shadina, who did not recognize his odd accent, it seemed like he was practically speaking through his nose more often than not. "Why don't you remove zat rediculous mask, no?"

"You idiot. I'm not here to be your sex slave, I'm here to take you down and free the delivery girls." Shadina boldly proclaimed. The skunk laughed heartily at this.

"Zis one, she has a sense of humor, no? Come, cheri, snuggle with your new love daddy," he beckoned, invting her to the throne. Shadina gagged.

"Hell no. You're never getting any of this." She pulled out the old shield and prepared for battle. The skunk shook his head sadly, tisking as he approached.

"Zis one needs to be tought the hard way, no? I would prefer a more cooperative snuggle bunny, but if you need a bit of taming, zat is fine as well," He tore away his loose pants, revealing a modest pink erection, but soon that was hidden as he turned around and raised his tail, and reality rippled as the fight was on.

"Ze shield, it will not protect you for long, cheri." the skunk lord told her. He unleashed his attack, a pair of streams gushing from just under his tail, the viscous, sticky fluid splattering all over the shield. Just as had been predicted, the goo began to eat at the shield like acid. It was dissolving away in seconds. Shadina used her turn to throw the disintegrating shield at the skunk, nailing him in the back of the head with it.

"Ow! Zat was quite rude! And yet so like a woman, no?"The skunk said, and Shadina pulled out the barrel lid. "Oh ho ho! My big love kitty, she has more things, yes? Let's see if she has more things than I have spray, no?" He unleashed his second jet, and soon got beaned by the disintegrating barrel lid. Shadina then pulled out the frisbee. "Thiz iz getting most annoying, no?" More spray, and he gets knocked in the head by the frisbee, and the tabletop comes out. "You are joking, no? Are you going to pull out a kitchen sink, too?" He sprays again, and gets creamed with the tabletop. Shadina pulls out the cabinet door. "I am still waiting for the sink, no?" He sprays again, and gets cracked over the noggin with the door.

"Surely, you have nothing else, no?" Skunch asked, and Shadina pulled out the pizza tin. "Oh, you are still joking, no? Zis junk, where did it all come from?" In exasperation, he let out yet another, shallower blast of stench-inducing goo, only to get bonked on the head with a flying, melting pizza tin. Rubbing his head consolingly, he watched as Shadina failed to produce any more protection. "Ah! I am ze victor, no? You have no more junk, and yet, I have more spray! I will be generous and let you surrender, no?"

"No way. That last spray was weak. I think It's all you had left. You're bluffing," Shadina told him.

"Ah, but it was not weak because I am out, it was weak because I was conserving, no? I am crafty, yes I am, and you are defenseless. You need not worry, my scrumptous kitten. I will keep you and love you no matter what you smell like. Would you like to beg now?" he asked.

"If it's true, then bring it," she dared him.

"If you insist, my lovely." He tensed, as did Shadina, and the tiniest gush of juice came from his glands, glopping to the floor not inches from his paws. "No! My spray, it has failed me!"

"Oops." Shadina teased. She used her turn to attack this time, performing a beautiful spinning hook kick to the back of Skunch's head and sending him sprawling to the floor. The delicate villain lay all but weeping with his badly wounded pride. "I am defeated! Zer is no forgiveness! I am finished. Ze girls and my treazure, zey are yours." he whimpered as they phased back into reality as they knew it.

"Speaking of treasure, I sense a powerful item nearby," Night said directly into Shadina's mind, as usual.

"Ze keys to everything, zey are in my pants," Skunch pointed. "But I tell you zis with one condition. If you find a fine skunk femme, one who wants to live like a princess, send her to me, no?" Shadina blinked, a little surprised at the request.

"Umm... sure... but no more kidnapping women from the town." she told him sternly.

"Never again, I swear, just please don't hurt me anymore!" he answered.

"Good," she replied and retrieved the keyring from his pants pocket. As she made her way to the door, she smirked. "Because if I catch you misbehaving again, the treasure I'll leave with next time is your family jewels." This illicitted a satisfying wimper from the humiliated noble and Shadina stepped out the door.

Proceeding back through the manor, she quickly returned to the corridor where the whimpering and weeping could still be heard. There, kept in luxurious, but heavily locked rooms were three lovely cheetahs. Shadina admired their sleek, atletic bodies even as she released each in turn from her cell. They all gave her a hug and a nuzzle before following her instructions to depart the manor.

"Now for that treasure," Shadina thought, starting to search the manor. She made her way through hallways and down stairs, following hunches of her own and feelings from Night until finally she came upon a big metal door that required a big metal key from the key ring. Inside, there was a small chamber with only a pedastal inside it, and upon the pedastal rested a pair of stylish, black fingerless gloves.

"Oh my, the Harpy's Gloves. I think you'll definitely want those." Night informed Shadina.

"Why, what do they do?" Shadina asked, taking them and starting to put them on even as she asked.

"They give you a special attack that lets you remove the lower garments of any one victim in one fell swoop with no resistance, just 'whoosh', they're off. Great for getting at victims who think they can hide from my tentacles. " Night told her.

"Neat. Do they help my punch or claw attacks?"

"Yeah, maybe a little, if that matters." Night answered.

Shadina nodded to herself in satisfaction. She made to leave the manor and get back into the city proper. She needed a bath, and if she was lucky, maybe those sexy cheetas would want to join her in it.