Roxanne’s jiggling jellies – SS

 

 

Scene setting:  Hell’s Kitchen laboratory.

co-written with Temp and Moo.

 

Temp:  Roxanne and the other employee’s of Hell’s Kitchen eventually arrived back at their work place, having just returned from the House of Red Velvet. She would be the first to walk into the building, hopping along the entire way. There was no telling what would be their first order of business, but she would happily do whatever was given as an order.

 

Moo:  Narcissa was still plenty giddy after the eventful night the group had, despite having been calmed slightly by the sight of that woman on the rack. Would that be a frequent event in the club? She hopped out the car after the ignition was cut off, humming happily to herself while she pranced after the ever lovely Roxanne. “I wonder how he’s doing!” she thought aloud, referring to their latest creation. Would he be intelligent like she was? Would he be strong? Fast? Would he like food?! She twirled as she neared the door, taking it from Roxanne before walking inside. Oh, she would finally be able to take off the dress too!

 

Razorbackwriter:  The lab team had returned from the House of Red Velvet, some with full bellies and good humor, others slightly scarred by what they had witnessed on leaving the club. The Doctor was not all that fussed with the hedonistic and showman like antics of the Warlock, but that was his affair and Wilhelm didn’t feel like watching a girl tortured just for the sake of it. Taking off his good coat, and hanging it on a hook on the door, he rubbed his hands together and went to go and get dressed once again in his favorite white lab coat. Hell’s kitchen was his home, and work place. Everything he worked for and created was right here. Including Roxanne, Narcissa….and now his newest creation. The super solider. Waltzing past the trio as they all assembled back inside the lab, Wilhelm summoned Igor to his side and whispered.

“If…the creation is incredibly violent….get the sedative ready.”

“Of course….Master.” The humpback saluted, before limping off to go and get the needle. This needle was a big one, since the solider was akin to a giant, and would need a lot of the drug if he went out of control. Motioning for Roxanne and Narcissa to assist once they had changed out of their finery, the trio would then go into the chop shop, where a low growling noise was coming.

Sure enough, on the center slab was the gruesome looking soldier, who was wiggling his fingers under the restraints. Wilhelm eased up alongside the creature and stroked his forehead. “Are you ready for some testing?” He asked of the creature, who growled fiercely. Oh yes…he was ready. But was the Doctor.

Looking to his nurse and Narcissa, the Doctor issued the first orders.

“Narcissa, you remove the straps and locks.” He then looked at Roxanne and said. “Raise the table to help the creature stand up right. On my mark. 5…4…3..2..1!”

~RB~

 

Temp:  Roxanne had been fiddling around with some medical instruments while her friends made their way into the building. She was just keeping things organized, as it made everything far simpler. She had already changed back into her normal outfit, which was fresh and clean as opposed to how it was earlier. Her attention would quickly turn towards the Doctor as she took notice of him motioning her over. It seemed it was time to test their creation. She eagerly stepped up to the slab that it lay on, leaning over it so it could see her wave at it happily. Probably wouldn’t make any difference, but she didn’t put thought into that. Upon receiving her orders and hearing the countdown end, she raised the table so that the creature could stand. This was actually a dangerous situation for her, considering she was the closest one to the beast. Thankfully, she wasn’t some helpless little thing.

 

Moo:  Narcissa hadn’t wasted any time in freeing herself of that tight dress. She ripped it off without a second thought, humming as she tossed it at a bin on her way back into the room they’d dressed in earlier. Because she’d kept her gauze and bandages, she was perfectly fine waltzing around as is. Though she wouldn’t be completely comfortable without that lab coat! She picked it up from the chair she’d set it on earlier that evening and tugged it on, humming as she waltzed out the room again to meet with the rest of the team.
The female monster was welcomed in the room with glances her way. She skipped her merry little butt over to the table with the super soldier on it and gave a wave, smiling widely down at his grumbling face as she listened to the Doctor’s commands. “Yes’sir!” she said enthusiastically with a salute toward him. At his count down, she readied her fingers over the first two buckles, reaching her busty chest over the monster. His grumbles were muffled while she half-settled. 1! Her hands ripped away at the buckles and she quickly moved to his feet to undo those as well, giving a small squeal of excitement. The rest was up to Roxanne!

Razorbackwriter:  Ever faithful, Roxanne had returned to wearing her usual work uniform. This one being crisp and clean compared to the one she had on earlier which showed blood stains and smears from working on the brain with the good Doctor. Now she was ready to help with the second faze. Testing. She did as ordered, raising the table up, while the monster Narcissa was practically bubbling over with excitement over the fact that the newest creation was roaring to life. Narcissa was so enthusiastic with her replies, that the Doctor couldn’t help but pause a moment and smile at her. And they say good help is hard to find. You just MAKE the help. With Narcissa having ripped away the buckles, and Roxanne bringing the table to be completely upright, the creature took that first step forward. His large boot slamming down on the stone floor.

“Walk!” The Doctor cried – holding his hands out like a father to his new son. The creature snarled in anger and frustration, as the signals were being sent from his brain down his spine to the various muscles in his legs. The passing seconds had everyone on the edge of their seats, not to mention Igor, who had seen creatures attack instead of doing what they were told.

~POUND!….POUND!….POUND!~

The creation took three steps, each perfectly placed. Igor’s eyes widened like saucers as the creature towered over the Doctor. Was he going to swing at the Doctor? Would he attack his Master….his father?

No, instead he turned his head towards Roxanne and oogled at her breasts.

“Mmmmmmmm!”

~RB~

 

Temp:  Roxanne wasn’t sure how the creature would initially react to being let free, which was quite normal actually. It wasn’t really something you could effectively predict. There was always a chance that things could go horribly wrong and violent. For that reason alone it was necessary to be at least a bit prepared. When the creature finally began to move, she was rather excited, but also worried. The creature had gotten somewhat close to The Doctor, and could very well start an attack at any moment. She was about ready to get the things attention, until of course it turned and looked down at her. At first she just stared back in confusion, but then she noticed it wasn’t looking at her face at all. It’s eyes were locked onto her chest and nothing else. The thing even made a sound of satisfaction! Well, at least it wasn’t attacking. She leaned forward just a bit and shook her upper body back and forth, getting a good jiggle going. “I think it likes me!” For whatever reason, boobs seemed to be something this creature liked.

 

Moo:  Narcissa had been happily bouncing back and forth from foot to foot, both hands under her chin while she grinned like a fool. “You’re a genius, Doctor!” she praised loudly before giggling, throwing her hands up and out in a cheering manner. The table having been lifted into position, the monster sure was taking his time to make his way to the good Doctor. While a bit of nervousness seemed present in the room, very little would come from Narcissa herself, as she had a means of defense for Wilhelm, and Igor had the neutralizing stuff!
Oh, but the monster hadn’t acted the way any of them hoped for, or at least even considered. With a turn and stare, he seemed to take to Roxanne. Or rather, her plump and bodacious boobies. Narcissa laughed as the monster let out a sound of satisfaction, holding her sides as her head hung forward. “Roxanne! He likes you!”

Razorbackwriter:  “Well this was unexpected.” That was the first thing that the Doctor could think of to say. He was half expecting the creation to attack him in a frenzy of violence – hence having the sedative wielding Igor at the ready. What did happen, left both men shocked, whilst the girls….they thought it was something else.

“I think it likes me!” ~jiggle jiggle jiggle~ Roxanne exclaimed, making quite a performance in jiggling her bodacious tah tahs with some enthusiasm. This…made the creation lick his lips and make a loud “MMMMMMMM” sound. Narcissa was now laughing with glee and exclaiming in agreeance. “Roxanne! He likes you!”

Igor on the other hand, knew EXACTLY what the creation likes. “He likes her boobs. Fancy that. Not exactly going to be helpful in a battle situation. What if he is up against female orcs….or blood elves?” The hunchback asked, as he put the sedative needle down on the nearest tray. He shot a look at the Doctor, who was tapping his lip with a worried expression.“Which army did you pull this fellow from again?’ The doctor asked, now wondering if they had harvested the right type of warrior after all. Igor went to check the uniform and came back with Wrath. Both men looked at the uniform, then at the lumbering giant who was dripping saliva on the floor as he stared at Roxanne’s jiggling jellies with relish.

“Isn’t…Wrath run by a woman now?” Igor asked, scratching his chin and wondering why the soldier was acting so odd. The Doctor nodded slowly, and then leaned over to his assistant and whispered. “I hear men lose their minds when they see her tits. She has more suitors than any other monarch. Hmmm. This is troubling.”

The Doctor was now concerned that if this creature acted so dopey over a pair of ripe breasts, that maybe all the others would as well. This could spell disaster for his operation. He needed to come up with a solution…..and fast.

 

~RB~

 

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