Neither Nabiki or Shampoo were the kind of girls to take the nonsense of others lightly. Their methods were different, Nabiki preferred the psychological and emotional form of torment while Shampoo broke bodies, but only the brave and the foolish would surely cross either of them if they knew what these two could do.
"By the way, do you guys hear that?" Mousse asked out of nowhere. "For a while now, I've heard this strange almost clapping sound."
Both girls twitched a bit. That was the sound of their now larger rumps clapping away. Their cheeks were so big and round that neither of them could take a step without them clapping. It was, to say the least, infuriating beyond belief. Humiliating, too. It wasn't any better given that they'd hooked arms, and were now walking back to back and ass to ass, which was causing the clapping to take on whole new dimensions, as they were no longer merely clapping their own cheeks but also each other's.
"Pressure panel," Shampoo suddenly said, hopping to the side and dragging Nabiki alongside her right as something shot out of the floor right where they'd been.
A few steps later, Nabiki said "Hidden nozzle," and ducked, right as a fine mist shot over their position. They rolled to the side then resumed walking back to back, Shampoo going forward and Nabiki in reverse. They weren't taking any chances here. They'd twigged that this tunnel was up to something, and they weren't going to fall for any more of its tricks!
Meanwhile, directly above them, a panel opened up and dropped some goop down - but was met by a rapidly moving bokken.
"Away with thee!" Kuno yelled, slicing into the goop and sending it splattering around the room through sheer wind pressure alone.
"... Did stick boy just do something cool?" Shampoo asked.
"Stopped clocks are right twice a day, and even an idiot can spout a line of wisdom," Nabiki mused. They kept on walking. Quite the dangerous group, weren't they? Fending off all the little things that this place was throwing at them, keeping the corruption at bay.
Yet it could only last so long. After all, Mousse was also with them, and as hard as it might be to believe, Mousse is actually a bit dumber than even Tatewaki Kuno.
"Shampoo, you seem quite cold and hard, here let me warm you up."
"Stupid Mousse hugging stalactite!" Shampoo kicked him in the back... and due to this caused said stalactite to shift like a lever, bringing Mousse with it - and dumping the whole lot of them in some extremely stinky goop that quickly got all over their clothes.
"Did you have to kick him?!" Nabiki asked, wiping the gunk out of her eyes. "Ptooie!"
"Yes, Shampoo need to kick him!" Shampoo huffed. She sniffed and waved at her nose. "Phew! This stuff stink too too badly!"
"Oh, that's rank," Nabiki said. She gagged, quite understandably. Whatever this stuff was, it was extremely smelly. "Uuuurgh, I'm suing this place! Whether I get sick from this or not, they're at least paying our laundry bill by the time this is over!"
Fortunately, shore wasn't too far away, and they were easily able to wade towards it. Though they did note that the boys hadn't fallen in. Just the two of them. Fortunately, there were showers here. With warm water to boot. However...
"I see how this goes," Nabiki said. "We shower to get this stuff off us, someone steals our clothes, we go around naked. No deal, no dice, not happening. I'm showering with my clothes on."
"Wait," Shampoo said. "That too easy. Hrm.." She picked out a handkerchief, covered it with the goop, then stuck it under the shower... the cloth then disintegrated on the spot. "See? That plan to ruin clothes. We need to progress like this."
Which would have been more believable advice assuming that she was able to not gag for more than five seconds at a time. Somehow, this stuff was getting worse and worse with each passing moment, and the two of them knew far, far too well that they weren't going to be able to last much longer without getting in this shower.
"Fine! But I'm warning whoever is listening!" Nabiki said aloud. "You are already on my shit list as it is! If you make me wander around naked, your ass is mine for life! Got it?!"
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"They seem to be safe," Tatewaki Kuno said while peering down into the river of gunk below. "How reckless of them, they truly need to be more careful. Those girls are like delicate flowers, in desperate need of protection."
Mousse stared at the wall ten feet to Kuno's left with incredulity. "Wow, you are really stupid," he said. "Is it any wonder Akane Tendo has no interest in you, at all?"
Kuno had his bokken at Mousse's throat in the blink of an eye, not that the blind boy was at all perturbed by this. "Speak not your lies, foreign fool," Kuno warned. "Lest I point out that your dear Shampoo reviles you with every fibre of your being."
"She'll come around! Mark my words!" Mousse said. He flicked his wrist, wrapped a chain around Kuno's sword and tossed him aside. "Granted, it's been well over a decade since I started courting her, and she's stomped me into the dirt every day we've seen each other since... But I am confident she'll come around!"
"In your dreams, fool!" Kuno scoffed, climbing to his feet quickly, tugging at his bokken and slicing through the chains. Yes, his wooden sword cut through metal, deal with it. "I do not even see what it is you find so fascinating about her, anyway!"
"You have a better chance of hooking up with Nabiki Tendo than either Akane or the 'pigtailed girl'!" Mousse mocked.
"Feh! Such a fate would be far too cruel to consider! She would vex me every day of my -"
"Are you two quite finished?"
The two boys turned to look. For Mousse, his glasses fell upon his head, allowing him a moment of perfect vision. For Kuno, his bokken slipped out of his hand. For standing there, were the two girls themselves, clad in what could only be described as slutty catgirl outfits. Skintight latex that went from neck to heel, and those heels were quite high. Snug, skintight, the kind of clothing that only left internal organs to the imagination. Sleek and gleaming, smooth and powerful, the only piece of flesh visible at all beneath the neck was a cross shaped boob window right over their cleavage, their flesh - pale by comparison to the jet black latex - stood out all the more.
"Come on, you two," Nabiki crooked her finger, clearly having absolutely no patience for any of this. "Urgh... I cannot believe this is the only set of clothes they had."
"Yes, Shampoo annoyed too, but best to get this over with..." Shampoo sighed. The two of them turned around here, revealing that over their butts was a thin meshwork. As if the costume couldn't get any sexier! "Boys no try anything dumb! Get hurt if do!"
"Y-Yes, understood!" both boys said at once - but they were both already spouting quite painful erections at the sight that lay in front of them. Goodness, what a gift to be given! Though little did they realise, the gift would only get better from there!
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