Suikoden II - The Pantsu Brigade

Author's Note: I'm not in the best of moods right now due to being dicked with offline as I was uploading this. To succinctly say what I planned to say here, I notice it's been more than a year since I started this, and I want to move on to other characters, so this is a wrap-up of the Jeane and Sierra stuff. Hoping to get more of my incomplete fics done too, including another chapter of Sparda's Angels.


"Ohh..."

A pained, agonized groan greeted Queen Jillia upon exiting the rune shop. For once, her dazzled eyes fell off Jeane and to the broken, battered man lying in the dirt road. Jillia rushed to him, observing the red welts and blue bruises on his hard muscled body. "Oh no... what happened?"

"He kept insisting that I try one of his world-famous baths, the swine." Lucia snapped her whip back into her hand, then folded and rolled it into a neat loop. She crossed her arms under her bare breasts, hoisting their view higher. She caught glimpses of the townsfolk, housewives and scrawny men and playful little girls and boys gawking at her filthy naked body and the bitchy demeanor that completed her presence. She barked, "Why must you keep staring at me?! Have you never seen a horny naked woman in your lives? Or are you all so devoid of warriors that you don't know how to respond to someone born to fight?"

"Lucia, enough!" Jillia shouted. Her jingling, tinkling bell deflated the authority in her voice, but she persisted, rising and walking to speak as near face-to-face as she could with the taller Karayan. "There are other cultures in the world besides the Karayan way. You're a chieftain, you should know that already. You don't whip men into the ground for caring about the appearance of a lady, and you don't announce your state of arousal to strangers, children no less!"

Lucia snorted. "Why not? They have to learn some day, it's better they understand why I have hard nipples and a wet pussy while they're staring at us."

Jillia opened her mouth, about to rebuke and chastise Lucia, but paused as she caught those last few words. "They...." She turned around and blushed. Her nipple bell bounced as she covered her chest. She glanced back at her bodyguard. "Lucia! Cover yourself this instant!"

"Why? The boys have been drooling over me since you went inside the rune shop, and the girls deserve a glimpse into the future. Wasn't this part of your plan when you offered yourself and the sight of your bosom while in North Window?"

"No, I wasn't thinking of the children. I..."

"That's enough." Leona stepped out, cleared her throat and put on her most official tone. "Mothers and fathers, please take your children indoors or out of the city for the rest of the day if you do not wish for them to be exposed to certain acts."

As parents ushered their offspring into the visual safety of their homes, two dark-haired dames broke past Leona's group. The younger one struggled, one of her many knives falling from the belt under her red sash as the older lady pulled her along by the hand.

"Rina, no! I don't want to do it!" the younger girl said.

"Hush now, Eilie. I won't have you sneaking around with your desires like some seedy rapist. If you want to get anywhere in life, we need to train that shyness out of you the only way that's right for women like us."

"P-picturing everyone naked?" Eilie warily, if snarkily, suggested.

Rina reacted to Eilie's spunky attitude with a sly smile. "We're performers, sister. If you're old enough to do naughty things with a boy when he's unaware, you're old enough to join the Pantsu Brigade's special circus."

"P-Pantsu Brigade? What are you talking about?" Silence answered her, Eilie's feet dragging at her sister's pace. "Rina? Rina! Answer me!"

As they disappeared around the tavern's street corner, a question hung in the air, vocalized by Leona.

"What's with them?" she plainly asked.

"Teehee, it's tough to be a shy girl surrounded by real women," Jeane said. "I slipped Rina a note this morning informing her of a little something that Richmond uncovered two weeks ago. Eilie's been raping Lord Riou in his sleep!"

For all the things she'd witnessed, all the sexual matchmaking she performed as a tavern mistress, Leona's face went white as a sheet at Jeane's news. "That can't be!"

"What did you think she was doing by sneaking into Lord Riou's bedroom unannounced and without warning at all hours of the night, hm? The cute little pervert has been so busy, big sis Nanami would kill her if she found out all the dirty details! Speaking of perverts, this she-beast knows all about sneaking into a boy's room at night... and about being dirty."

"Quiet, slut," Lucia sneered. "If I wanted to rape little boys, I would never sneak around. I would announce my presence and mark my territory in his mind and body like a true Karayan."

"So crude! I suppose some men love wild animals for mates. It certainly saves money on dates to bed with a woman who wears no clothing and happily prefers raw bloody meat to the pleasures of fine dining."

Lucia's rage rose up from her dark tan. "You dare t-"

"Teehee, you're so sexy when you're angry." Jeane giggled. "Speaking of sexy, I see another of my labors has borne fruit. Let's see my first distraction for your royal highness."

As Jeane led the group to a gathered mass down the street, one clear, distinct voice crested above the many gasps circling the outdoor show. With the rune mistress parting their way to the front like a plow through snowy tundra, the party peeked over shoulders to see the town spectacle.

"What are you waiting for?! I ordered you to get over here and FUCK ME." The booming demand came out not from the muscular Oulan, or the gentle tease Jeane, but everyone's favorite cumpire.

Sierra stood right in the middle of the crowd. Her white snatch glistened in the daylight, her skirt and panties discarded beside her. Her breasts, petite girlish mounds of eternal youth, bore her forever pale flesh to the watching men and women as she turned to show them off.

She snarled as every man in attendance met her approach toward them by scrambling backward.

"FINE!" she roared, stomping a shoe-shaped hole in the ground. "If you won't volunteer, I'll let my nipples do the picking."

Her tough, pointy rouge nipples arced toward the first unfortunate pair. She stared at them with a fanged grin and moved closer when...

"That'll be enough of that, old hag."

"O-old hag?!" Sierra spun to look at the offender, bloodlust curling in her eyes. "Jeane!"

"Teehee, that's right!" Jeane sauntered to join Sierra. In an instant, the crowd's rippling fear melted into a steady calm, Sierra's frightening aura canceled by the seductress in their sights. "My my, you're acting more like a beast than the Karayan. Are these the true colors of a cumpire?"

"Hey!" Lucia yelled.

"You! You're the one who made me this way, aren't you?" Sierra accused. Jeane's mischievous smirk confirmed it. "What did you do to me you ancient hussy?"

"You're so cranky when you're hungry. Better to be an ancient hussy than an old hag."

"You said it again! For that I'll make you-" A ferocious growl interrupted, her stomach churning its last cum batter meal. She ripped her blouse apart and held her grumbling belly. "Urgh, I'm starving. I'd teach you a lesson if I wasn't so hungry."

Jeane pinched one of Sierra's thick, engorged nubs and savored the cumpire's instinctive response. Soon, she had Sierra level with her bosom, legs bowed as all her strength passed from supporting her weight to resisting the pleasures aroused from her physique. With a giggle, Jeane admired her own craftiness as a simple nipple tweak reduced the cumpire into putty in her hands.

"I'm sure you would, but I'm going to teach you a lesson this time, old hag."

Jeane knelt. Plucking at her right glove finger by finger, she slipped it off her hand and tossed toward a few men. She passed a flirtatious wink to those same few, and as they braved the volatile coven mistress to reach their charming seductress, Jeane slid her hand into the lowered zipper of one's pants and removed the erection waiting within.

"H-hey! What are you doing?! That's MY meal, hussy!" Sierra snarled, then sighed as she concocted a new plan. "Fine, if you want to play dirty, I can too."

Ignoring the runemistress' amused, mocking giggles, Sierra grabbed one of the men Jeane attracted to the spot and ripped his pants clear off him. She roughly snatched his balls and fondled his length as she dropped to her knees next to Jeane. "Okay little human boy, you better stay hard or I'm going to leave a big, painful bite in your... HEY!"

The shrinkage occurred before Sierra had a chance to finish the threat. Immediately after she began her campaign of terror on his sex drive, the results proved themselves in her hands. The bulb of his member retreated from her cold, cold grip, while the man fidgeted at her mercy.

Sierra shouted, "You! Whoever you are, get hard again this instant! I'm hungry, I'm horny, and I had to go out in the daylight of all places to get some cock, so you better deliver."

"Y-y-yes ma'am!" he fearfully said.

When another haughty giggle swirled insult in her ear, Sierra glared at Jeane. "What's so funny, huh?!"

"This is how a coven mistress acts when she's had a whole wineglass of spiked cum."

"It IS your fault! I knew it!" Sierra said.

Jeane smiled. "You're worse than Ayda's pets. Hundreds of years of sucking and licking your meals from humans and you still haven't figured out the best way to milk cum from a man. You really don't understand humans at all."

"Why should I? They're greedy and fickle." Saying this, Sierra looked at the puny shrunken dick in her pale hand and returned her gaze to her man's face. "I want my cum now, damn it."

"Y-yes ma'am!" He answered like a soldier put on the spot by his superior, yet the result remained unchanged. As the enraged cumpire rubbed his genitals raw, he winced and squinted through the pain evolving from her abuse.

In the midst of this, Jeane snuck her other hand into a woman's willing loins, rimming her outer folds with soft fingers. "Teehee, I'm sorry you have to endure Sierra's rude behavior, Claude. If you can satisfy her, I'll give you extra special service the next time you're in my shop."

Sierra sniffed. Under the layers of withered manhood, she could smell a pulsing surge of blood flowing into his crotch. That meant only one thing. His erection made a miraculous springboard back to full length. She smacked it away from a crash course with her eye.

"Oh, now forcing me to starve and then stealing my meals isn't good enough, Jeane? You have to play with the one table scrap you throw at me to show how undesirable I am?"

"Table scrap?" Jeane said, as her brow-arched confusion transformed into a naughty smirk. "That's not a bad idea. If you want to be my pet, I would love to have my very own cumpire naked and leashed in my shop. My customers could give you little doggie bones."

"If you even try to put me through that humiliation, I'll kill you! Or better yet, I'll make you MY pet! How long do you think you'll last against my magic, you ancient hussy?"

"Ah, still missing the point." Jeane sighed as another man grabbed her hair, wrapping her silver strands around his length. "You spend weeks preparing your meals with men, haunting them in their rooms and luring them into dark alleys just to get one mouthful of cum."

"What does that have to do with anything?!"

Those words hardly left her lips, when at last she noticed the masses gathering around Jeane... and not her. Without the slightest provocation, a whole harem of lovers surrounded Jeane, many pleasing themselves and hovering near her body without the slightest hope of her soothing touch. Still, Sierra had to watch as they evaded her own offers, her hands denied as she reached out and each one shuffled farther away. She gasped.

"Do you see now? Fear can only take you so far, my cute cumpire. What takes you weeks of planning, I can get more than ten in a day.... and that's when I'm not trying."

Sierra gawked as more willing subjects crowded around the runemistress. What was this... feeling? The frosty yearning in her womb unnaturally warmed to the sudden sensations coursing through her. A pang of intense heat forced her hands to her pussy, where she fanned an arousal hotter in her mind than the fires of a volcano.

"Hundreds of years..." Sierra said. "Hundreds of years and I haven't... what is this feeling? Why am I so hot down there?"

"That's your humanity. I knew you had it locked away somewhere!"

Sierra scoffed, "Is that some kind of joke? You're trying to tell me humans are about nothing but fucking each other?"

"Teehee, okay, you caught me. But it's a start! Today it's human lust, tomorrow... maybe something more."

"What makes you think I want anything to do with humans besides a warm meal?" Sierra sighed. "Fine. Men, women, come here. I won't hurt you, I promise. I'll even let you fuck me any way you want. At least a few of you must have some fantasies about doing some things to me you thought I'd kill you for trying... right?"

"We should go," Leona told her guests.

"Why? It was just getting good!" Jillia said.

"We've spent too much time with Jeane as it is. There are other members of the Pantsu Brigade you need to meet. Come with me."

Leona pushed past the remaining onlookers, escaping into the open streets with Lucia shortly behind.

Jillia took one last, longing look at the pair of ancient hussies before pursuing her guide.