This piece is somewhat dedicated to this one artist whose piece I saw a while back and thought "That is really hot..." naturally it was a collection of babes drawn together and I had this thought going on in my head thinking "What if I had someone checking them out from afar?" The result of course was my character Juju, his little brother Jini, viper-tongued comrade Motoya and pretty boy Jackal-dude Jackie doing the voyeurist act, mmmm.
I believe the story goes along the lines of something like this:
"Hey, guys," Juju interceded as the others looked at him, arms crossed over his torso, eyes averted intently in some amazed direction as he nodded his head towards where he gazed, "check it out."
The rest of his company: Jini, Motoya and Jackie, all turned to Juju's directed attention and saw four ravishing beauties shrouded in mesh, skirts, pants which hugged or contoured complimentary to their form-- all of them enticing and exciting with beauty as they all looked ready for the most devious of pass times.
"DIOS MIO!" Motoya cried, contorting his body in an exaggerated, excited stance .
"Holy..." Jackie started up.
"Wowww!" Jini called after gasping with breathlessness.
"Nice, right? I've got five dollars betting one of them will bust into Melbourne Shuffle any second..." Juju commented.
"You're on! I'll take that bet!" Jackie hollered, lifting a finger triumphantly into the air while staring temptingly at the vixenous anthro-femmes.
"Mami culo grande, Juju! They are, how you call, RAVE BABES!!!" Motoya pointed out in his thickened Brazilian accent, his body still holding the flamboyant pose.
"Indeed they are my viper-tongued friend."
"Onii-san? Is this the part where I head home?" Jini asked.
"Would you mind?" Juju asked politely, though unattending his gaze to his brother.
"No, I don't mind-- I think a couple of my friends are online waiting for me to log on and play a game with them or something anyway. I'll see ya guys later!"
"Bye, Jini." They all involuntarily called as the rest continued staring at the four girls.
"DEEBS ON DE RED HEAD!" Motoya shouted.
"Oh snap-- I call out the vixen in the dark amber furrr!" Jackie shouted impatiently.
"Nice... that means 'Calico Print' and 'Sexystar Pink' are all mine." Juju commended.
"Wait. WAIT! WHAT?! NO! REDO!" Jackie screamed.
Juju began laughing hysterically as he adjusted the wrist band on his right arm and looked among his two friends standing, "Alright so what now?" Juju asked.
"Ehhh, you mean our first movie, miho?" Motoya asked.
"Yeah... we all just gonna go up there or--"
"SHIT! This kind of beauty intimidates me! I don't know what the protocol on rave chicks is!" Jackie summoned nervously.
"You're kidding... of all the tail you've chased and landed-- you've never made it out to a rave girl before?" Juju asked surprisingly.
"Hey the glowsticks were never my bag, alright! Plus them crowds can get WAY out of hand... ...not to mention the fog machines in those places would totally ruin my perm." Jackie notioned.
"AUGH! You're pathetic! Alright I'm goin' in, wish me luck." Juju said as he started past his friends and towards the mysterious collection of outstanding beauties, binding his right hand with the theatric yellow ribbons he always kept handy and fitted loosely on his left at the time being.
Motoya rose a hand out before him, towards Juju and called, "Vaya con dios, miho!" Jackie slapping his hand downwards.
"Will you stop that! He doesn't need the encouragement!" Jackie hissed at Motoya, Motoya only returning the gesture by laughing hysterically at Jackie's excited nervousness.
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