Sitting at the side of the bed, Karring just finished wrapping sarashi around his arms.
"What's taking Kat so long." Karring still in thought, feeling impatient, "We've been in this room for an hour." as he gets up and walks over to the cloak room, where Kathy was still busy changing.
"Hey, Kat." Karring knocking on the cloak room's door, "How long do you plan on being there? I'm sure the crew are dying to meet us."
As he attempts to knock for the second time, the door slides open, Kathy stepping outside, into the light. She's now sporting an dark blue crop-top with a pair of puffy gloves and boots.
"Hey, Karr-kun. What do you think?" She posed a little for him, looking slightly embarrassed.
"Karr-kun?" Karring feeling awkward with the sudden change in his name. Probably wondering if she's doing this just to crave attention from him.
"Anyway... you're looking as stunning as usual. I must say, this is actually the first time I've seen you in costume. But I don't get why you're willing to cover up thick fur. I'm fairly certain the guys weren't into you, when you were actually naked most of the time, when we were fighting 'dem Zero Joes."
"Hmph... says you, the guy, who can't learn stay out of trouble." Kathy feeling a little flustered from Karring's remark, "It's a pity this costume lacks a pair of pants, but I'll let it slide for now." Kathy turning around with her backside to Karring; "Umm... could you help take these things off my tail." she waves her tail trying to point at the gem-like bindings on the nine separate fragments of her tail; "There beginning to feel heavy all of a sudden."
Karring willing to help, seemed confused as to how to detach the gems from her tail. "Uhh, how do take these things off again?" He relied.
"You twist it by the rings, an pull... gently." She stated, hoping he doesn't screw up the process.
As he did so, being careful not to upset her, in anyway painful; the single tail fragment puffed out, as if she was exposed to static electricity; "Woah, what the hell!?" Karring jumped as the tail frag now shaping itself like a fox-tail.
"Thought as much." Kathy looking at the shape of her loose tail-frag, nerveously scratching her cheek "I guess I got carried away with the amount of energy I was absorbing from the Zero Joes."
As Karring finished removing all the gems, Kathy waved her tail again, looking like a giant feather duster of some sort.
"Ahh... much better." Kathy feeling relieved as the weight from her tail was lifted.
"Wow, your beginning to look just like your mother." He walks over to her, playfully groping her chest a little, "I'm still wondering when'll these start growing, again."
"Karring stop!" She gasped in surprise from Karring's fondling, "Now's not the time to be thinking about my breasts growing. We've been wasting a lot of time as it is already."
Karring shifting his hands away from her chest, towards her stomach; just to avoid upsetting her any further.
"You know it's been a while since I last had a glimpse of your 'Super Sexy Bast Mode'. And to be honest, we never had this much time alone, before Master Toshi started killing us with those brutal training lessons, of hers." Karring adds.
"Yeah, no. I just hope she doesn't find out we're skipping classes, lately. Lets just hope she doesn't side with the bad guys..."
Suddenly Karring feeling Kathy's stomach grumbling, as she blushed from the sudden hunger taking over.
Kathy - "You know, it's been a while since I had anything for dinner."
Karring - "Yeah, me too. I wonder if there's any ramen left."
Kathy - "I could for a pizza pie right about now."
Karring walking over to the front door leading to the corridor, before heading towards the Mess room, before feeling Kathy thrust her fingers around the side of his neck. Causing him to stagger from the pain
Kathy - "And behave yourself, now. Don't assume we're all women who enjoy being sexualized."
Karring - "Yeah, I read ya, mate." as he rubs the small bruise Kathy left on his shoulder. Before the two make their way to the mess room.
(I wonder if I should introduce someone to Quickie in the meantime.)