>>3481461
>"... I'm in no agreement at all. I do appreciate your consideration, Mister Steward."
Like hell we are.

>>3481461
> "Mr. Steward, I'm aware the NRO most likely doesn't a favorable opinion on my character, but please understand that I care deeply about my. . . mates, despite the unfortunate circumstances I put them in. An examination implies that someone other me would touch my sister. . ."
> "... I'm in no agreement at all. I do appreciate your consideration, Mister Steward."

>>3481461
> "... I'm in no agreement at all. I do appreciate your consideration, Mister Steward."
Hell no. See this why we don't tell people shit

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>>3481461
> "... I'm in no agreement at all. I do appreciate your consideration, Mister Steward."

>Hey kid, your parents are probably a superpowered cultist and some kind of demon, but do you think we'd be cool if we tried to turn their child into a weapons factory?
>This guy is in a position of power in an international organization meant to contain supernatural danger

>>3481461
> "Fuck no will you fiddle about with Sis!"

>>3481497
>>3481509
>>3481537
>>3481553

"Mister Steward, I'm aware that the N.R.O. most likely doesn't favor an opinion from my character. But please understand that I care deeply about my... mates, despite the unfortunate circumstance I put them in. An examination implies someone, other than me, would touch her.
I'm in no agreement at all. I do appreciate the consideration to ask, however."

"That's it, I see..."
The old man gets up from his chair, walking towards the door with his hands folded at his back.

"Mister Wornfrei, where are you going?" asked one of the females in the room.

"To the director's lounge. I did what I have to do here. Another director will come to my place soon, so wait.
My expectations are different than the others in power. Just hope that they remain stoic."

Several minutes later, another suited man succeeds the predecessor: a younger and charismatic.

My questioning stopped right as the previous inquisitor left, sights set on Kitasawa.
Enduring the trial, information is extracted to who the 20-year-old is. A daughter of Kitasawa Harumo, a manager of a prominent company in confections and other food items, and an inheritor of a family fortune -- additionally, land. There has been an effort to search for her daughter, but that has ceased on February 2028, approximately half a year after Beniko's disappearance; presumed to be because of doubt in finding her.

The environment progresses from the elaborate interrogation room and towards a white testing room. Where we are is an underground complex below the N.R.O. branch's tower, used for purposes such as scientific research and artifact containment.

Another member of the organization's personnel is handed the baton. Kita and I are still cuffed, remaining to monitored by Liu while Kitasawa is instructed to approach the middle of the testing chamber. There, her red cloak that's hung up on a clothing display.

Liu replaces himself with a nearby guard, entering the chamber alongside Kitasawa. "Use appropriate measures if the girl decides to make an attempt to escape, agent Xing," said the scientist.

The Chinese bishie nods. "Roger."
Taking the cloak off of its hanger, he then tosses to Kitasawa's feet.

>Roll 1d100

Rolled 1 (1d100)

>>3481824

Rolled 52 (1d100)

>>3481833
You've doomed us all.

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>>3481833
End my life.

>>3481824
>>3481833
Come on nat 100! Cancel our bad luck!

Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>3481852
Shit! THIS time!

Rolled 2 (1d100)

I'm taking a second shot, I don't care if it doesn't count. I just need to cancel out the Cursed Roll.

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>>3481855
Please, Red, keep it together...

>>3481856
Fucking end my life.

Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>3481856
>a fuckin 2
I can only pray that crits don't override. There's no precedent for it in this quest, so there's hope...

>>3481855
>>3481861
>40 twice in a row
Is this the true power of the NRO's muzzle?

>>3481861
it's best out of three.

>>3481833
>>3481839
>>3481855
>52
>writing... ... ...

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>>3481866
HALLELUJAH
WE LIVE TO FUCK ANOTHER DAY BOYS

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>>3481866
Thank the Brother's Grimm

Rolled 45 (1d100)

>>3481824
This is just for shits and giggles.

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>>3481866

For a good ten minutes, Kitasawa does nothing but stare down at her confiscated raiment. Has it been a week or so since I've taken it from her? Less than a week? Not that it affects this situation. What did happen is my actions over time, and how my she-wolf will fare in returning the justice.

Kitasawa budges herself, crouching down to pick the crimson cloth. She steadily secures it around her nape, then, to her front that shrouds. Washing her, pink rays of light envelops the observed girl.

Out from the transformation, the result differs than what is usually is. Kitasawa isn't suited in battle armor, but in a frilly maroon gown that's more so a wedding dress. The cloak itself hasn't changed, though, it completes the switch in apparel.
Human ears are removed. Presently being possessed is a pair of lupus' own, equal in coloration to the dark-blonde locks that it mounts. From the tailbone, a wagging plume.
Touching on the more monstrous side of things, Kitasawa has incurred an identical growth in teeth and nails.

It took a moment for the spectated subject to realize her metamorphosis. For all to see: the crest on her lower-regions, active to that of a lamp. There wasn't any fuss in her. No worry. But a creeping sensation invades me when she swivels her neck at my perch.

Pulling up the hem of her gown and its petticoat, Kitasawa unloads a shotgun round at the chamber's glass. It wasn't to initiate an attack; it's an assault on me, for she has upgraded to a starving Fenrir.

Seconds away from breaking my own cuffs to oppose Red's stance over my individual-- as she has passed through the broken passage that she made and pinned me to the wall -- Liu and the guard carry out their roles.

>Cont.

>>3482044

"Freeze!" ordered the guard who's two meters from where I, Kitasawa, and Kita are. The tomboy is in utter shock, daring not to move where she sits. So much like a sculpture that the tail of my mate tickles her nose.

"Step back from the wolf or we wil issue the repercussion of your assault," Liu followed up. Fixing his suit's tie, the feet of the bishie light themselves on fire. It flames but doesn't singe or burn.

Retaining a small amount of competence, Kitasawa lets me go. She bolts from the bench that I was roosting on with the speed of a bee-- floatily, quietly, and gently.

After the current instructing professor discussed a few notes with his colleagues, we're moved to another chamber that isn't breached. The room is darker and much more accommodating. To my astonishment, I'm commanded to enter the same new space where Kitasawa is, cuffs unlocked. A contradictory maneuver, eh? Subsequent to what happened...

Accompanying guards are dismissed outside the testing quarters, as they're to stand outside the portal of this homely imitation. Liu serves as the other side's sentinel, and Kita is taken inside the first observation deck with the professor.

Red Riding Hood and I exchange no words. My mate is expressionless, but the eyes are an abstract canvas of emotion on their own.

"Subject 2, Morioka Tairou. Establish intimacy with Subject 1. If she shows a sexual initiative, then constitute your mating rituals," issued the professor via intercom. Kita looks at us weirdly.

> Talk "Write-In"
> Bring her to the couch that's present in your testing space.
> Hug Kitasawa
> Kiss Kitasawa
> (another option)

>>3482060
> Bring her to the couch that's present in your testing space.
> Talk "Write-In"
> "What happened back there, Red? Are you alright?"
> Hug Kitasawa

>>3482069
+1.
"How do you feel?"

>>3482069
Maybe switch the order up, with the hug first or second?

>>3482072
>>3482060
>>3482069
Supporting. But ask the researchers if they could leave. But get a camera so they can see it after that it's over.

>>3482060
>Bring her to the couch that's present in your testing space.
> Hug Kitasawa
> Hold Kitasawa's hands and look into her eyes
> Talk "Write-In"
> "What happened back there, Red? Are you alright? How do you feel?"

How about this instead?

>>3482082
Works for me.

Also, is our muzzle off? It only mentioned our cuffs being removed, but if we have the option to kiss I have to assume that it's gone.

>>3482110
Yeah, it is. Liu's in possession of it.

>>3482115
Hey Mother Goose, what would have happened if we gotten a hundred on that roll.

>>3482143
Kitasawa would've kept civil and sane.

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>>3482154
I can only imagine what that 1 would have done if that reaction was a 52.

>>3482154
...What would have happened if we'd all rolled 1s by some heinous act of god?

>>3482168
Would've stoled you, broken out of the underground complex, and taken as far as Kitasawa could trek; resulting in a reversal in the relationship where you're dominant. Taken to an abandoned shack at Honshitsu's mountain, used for what Red's mind can comprehend whilst under a blurred guise between man and monster. What would've happened afterward is.... up for you anons to picture.

>>3482082
>>3482110
>>3482078
>Writing... .... ..

>>3482192
That's a pretty Grimm result

>>3482210
ba dum tss

Sup guys, got bored and did some reading and as a turns out the whole alpha wolf in a packing was a myth. Just thought I'd share that nugget of knowledge. Leaving a link below to prove to you I'm not lying.

https://io9.gizmodo.com/why-everything-you-know-about-wolf-packs-is-wrong-502754629/amp

>>3482192

I bring her to the couch that's present in our testing space. Kitasawa doesn't spurn or hesitate, a drone to my decree. "Take a seat," I said, in which the wolfish bride did, dwelling at an end like a brooding hen while I, the rooster, is at the contrast. The gap between us, at this love seat, doesn't last long before I close in to hug my Riding Hood.

Who I cape myself over gives back the caress. Parting a couple of centimeters away, face to face, I draw up her hands midair with mine. Our eyes are locked onto each other, the pair that I advertise to the altered more cutting.
"What happened back there, Red? Are you alright? How do you feel?"

Kitasawa converges by our joined clasp, putting her mouth by my ear. "An instinct, Master. A revelation. The body does what it wants while I spirit it, that being to not tolerate our separation. I feel wonderful, I feel ecstatic, although most importantly, I feel excited. This... This angel in my heart can't be understood by me. You're the sage that'll make it clear, Master."

Descending, back flat on the couch, the wolfish bride allows me to handle her mammaries. I delay the action, asking if the researchers could leave. I'd be willing to record whatever will happen. But they denied the pitch.
Kita is speechless. Just a watcher in this romantic cinema.

"Do what grooms do on their wedding nights, Master~" a different person. A totally different person. "Make this pact earthly and make my already surrendered womanhood yours."

> Do not go on. It's embarrassing when this is being exhibited to the professor and Liu.
> Continue. You are Subject 2, and you know your instructions.
> (another option)

(USER WAS WARNED FOR THIS POST)

>>3482310
>" turn on the cameras and leave or I will do nothing. Because I'm not going to do anything in front of you."

>>3482192
This is good end in my book if red is waifu.

>>3482310
> Do not go on. It's embarrassing when this is being exhibited to the professor and Liu.
> I don't condone voryeurism Liu.
> Look at the tomboy and grin

>>3482310
> Continue. You are Subject 2, and you know your instructions.
We actors now

>>3482368
Dude, they are literally filming us. This is CP. I say we should sue them.

Oh wait.....Kita is 20

>>3482310
> Do not go on. It's embarrassing when this is being exhibited to the professor and Liu.

>>3482413
But Rou is around 16.

>See best girl Salyu
>See smut folder
Ok, I'm fucking in. What's this shit about?

>>3482319
we also get all the commercial rights to the footage

>>3482463
I'm 100% on board

>>3482488
We sell our own porn haha

>>3482319
> Support

I have the sudden urge to have Tairou impregnate Kitasawa before she returns to her previous state of mind.

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>>3481461
looks like the image was deleted does that mean qm is banned right now?
>>3482044
I was expecting her futuristic bodysuit to show off her curves or become a sling. would the dress look like this?
>>3482310
> Do not go on. It's embarrassing when this is being exhibited to the professor and Liu.
its not really a honeymoon if people are watching

>>3482589
OP is probably banned also he has no Twitter so we wouldn't know. I mean he already have a warning. I would expect him to have a 3 to 7 day ban.

>>3482609
He can phone post right. I know that the post declining quality but you can still do it right?

>>3482609
well that's a bummer if I remember correctly the image in question didn't even have nipples showing just a very skimpy sling

>>3482589
Well, only one was deleted, so I’m confident he’s not banned ‘coz that was at the same lvl of the other images

>>3482319
ill support. i mean, somewhere, lines gotta be drawn.

>>3482319
>>3482571
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>>3482450
>>3482589
>Writing.... ... ....

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>>3482802

It's quite embarrassing when people are watching, and this isn't much of a honeymoon if the condition is so. We must be alone, just us two— but Kita might be the one to stay if I'm feeling saucy.
"Turn on the camera and leave, or I will do nothing." I face away from Kitasawa again, stubborn on where they're presence shall be and how I'll recompensate their absence."I'm not going to do anything in front of you if you guys don't. Liu," speaking to the bishie at the chamber's door, the corner hiding him, "I do not condone voyeurism."

"You jest. My person and yours are divided by a wall's vertex," said Liu. "Those men upstairs are the one who you should keep to."

The professor dips into the observation deck for his fellow's counsel. The faint conversation was thorough: no stutters are impediments, just the speed of language. While that went on, Kita and I catch each other's eyes. Instantaneously, I grin with my habitual sense to tease.

In defeat, they set up a camera at the deck's inclined panes that seem to lean over to us in interest. The clattering of shoes reverberate, then the shut of a door. It's just me and the refracted personality of Kitasawa.

"They are gone, Master. Now shall we make love? Love that will surely be chiseled into me with each punch of the hammer and stake."

> Talk "Write-In" — There must be some substance for the camera's film. There can't be any dialogue in a play, can't there?"
> Action "Write-In" — You must give the camera's film what it wants. And you might as well make the experience good for yourself.

>>3482834
>purposefully put yourself in positions where the camera doesn't get good shots, just to mess with the perverts recording this.

>>3482834
> Kiss Kitasawa softly on her lips
> Talk "Write-In"
> "We shall, my bride"
> Hand-holding and eye-contact in the missionary position, you're going to make such passionate love to Kitasawa that you'll make any females watching this wish they were her.

>>3482834
>tease kitasawa from behind, blow in her ears, play with her boobs, maybe doggystyle we are both wolves

>>3482904
This while putting ourselves in a position where the camera doesn’t get good shots