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Kuroeda slid the energy drink cans into place on the shelves, single-mindedly completing her task. Her hands moved deftly as she restocked the semi-popular crossover product, the face of a white kitty cat with a bow staring back at her as she did so. She didn’t really understand the hype; the kitty was very simply drawn, and more importantly, the drink was a terrible potion of stamina. Caffeine could be incredibly useful, and she was partial to drinking coffee in the mornings, but too much of it just made people jittery and uncomfortable. The stamina potions back home were much more effective, but she attributed that to her world’s abundance of magic— something this world was sorely lacking.
She absentmindedly knocked the bottom of one of the cans on the shelf, the drink slipping out of her hand. She fumbled for a moment before catching it, sighing in relief that she wouldn’t have to clean up a sticky, sickeningly-sweet smelling puddle of neon-colored liquid. Her golem glanced around the corner of the aisle to check on her, but she waved it away.
The box in her left arm now empty, Kuroeda tossed it down onto the floor to recycle later. To her right were two more boxes of the same drink, which she deftly knelt down to pick up.
A resounding riiiip sound jolted her. Her ears almost popped out of her hair, body frozen in a crouching position as her face began to grow red.
“No no no no…” she muttered, shaking slightly as she turned her head to look down at her… particularly plush rear end.
To her horror, her ass had torn a hole along the seat of her pants, exposing her black, lacy panties and the soft, supple, dark flesh of her ass.
“N-not again!” Kuroeda snapped, biting her lip. She hadn’t even heard the door’s bell ding as a customer came in.
She absentmindedly knocked the bottom of one of the cans on the shelf, the drink slipping out of her hand. She fumbled for a moment before catching it, sighing in relief that she wouldn’t have to clean up a sticky, sickeningly-sweet smelling puddle of neon-colored liquid. Her golem glanced around the corner of the aisle to check on her, but she waved it away.
The box in her left arm now empty, Kuroeda tossed it down onto the floor to recycle later. To her right were two more boxes of the same drink, which she deftly knelt down to pick up.
A resounding riiiip sound jolted her. Her ears almost popped out of her hair, body frozen in a crouching position as her face began to grow red.
“No no no no…” she muttered, shaking slightly as she turned her head to look down at her… particularly plush rear end.
To her horror, her ass had torn a hole along the seat of her pants, exposing her black, lacy panties and the soft, supple, dark flesh of her ass.
“N-not again!” Kuroeda snapped, biting her lip. She hadn’t even heard the door’s bell ding as a customer came in.
