Volume 6 - Northern Exchange, Chapter 37 - Pillow Wars, Episode 2

Yamato reached for Yuisu's hand. She was his comrade, his fellow soldier, and she was willing to stand by him in this chaotic cushion conflict. He would gladly follow her into battle. But before he could grasp her hand, Yuisu was struck in the side of the head by a flying body pillow. It had some heft to it and it hit with enough force to knock her sideways.

As she fell, she mouthed something that may have been 'Go on without me…'

She's done for, Yamato thought, fully embracing the fantasy of the pillow war, But I can still avenge her! Yamato steeled his will and grabbed the pillow, then peeked up over the chair that served as their only cover. He swept his gaze across the room to find his comrade's 'killer'.

In the hallway by Haru's room, Haru and Froze were still waging an unending war against each other, but now in melee combat. The harpy and wolfgirl were both very fit and they moved with the grace of professional athletes. Their toned bodies and taut butts were a sight to behold and every swing and block sent their considerable boobs jiggling. They were both wearing pretty sexy underwear too and Yamato was nearly hypnotized by the beauty of it.

No! I can't get distracted now! he thought as he forced his eyes from the tempting show. Focusing on his mission again, he finally noticed that Kehp wasn't with Froze anymore. Since Tsuen was also nowhere to be seen, Yamato assumed the two pacifists had raised the white flag. They're probably in the kitchen having tea, he thought as he continued scouting.

In the center of the room, Quess was doing battle against the combined hyperactive forces of Mara and Misaki. She was holding her ground due to her ability to reshape her body and dodge smaller projectiles. She was also able to return fire in terrifying bombardments by using her hair-tendrils as additional limbs while her hands wielded a pillow like a saber. With a slash of her 'sword' and a volley of plushies, she cried, "Have at thee, tiny assailants!"

"That feels like cheating. I barely have two hands," Misaki griped as she fled the rain of destruction.

Yamato crouched back behind his chair-based cover, his reconnaissance finished. On his fingers he counted off the people he'd seen, then paused. Wait a minute. If all of my intel is true, that's all nine combatants accounted for… So who threw this body pillow? His caution came too late and discounting Kehp and Tsuen had been his downfall. A large pillow sailed over the back of the couch with deadly precision and landed heavily on Yamato's head.

"Artillery fire?!" he yelled as he dove over Yuisu. He laid flat next to her and then put the body pillow over their faces as a shield.

Yuisu finally recognized that body pillow. It was her special pillow, the one she used on lonely nights. The one Haru had loved the smell of. Yuisu reddened and thought, And now a man is pressing it to his face. I don't know what to think about that. I don't even want to think about thinking about that.

The best way to avoid thought is action! Yuisu grabbed the pillow from Yamato, then jumped up and ran across the room. Her modest breasts bounced in her white bra as she ran and ducked incoming fire. She was still hit by several stray shots from the other conflicts but she didn't let that stop her.

She leapt over the couch with a battlecry, her knees bent and her precious body pillow raised over her head like a battleaxe. "This is for my mewling kitten!" she yelled bafflingly. As she crested the top of the sofa she had a single brief instant to regret her decisions before she crashed into a fortress made out of couch cushions.

Kehp and Tsuen hadn't thrown in the towel after all. Quite to the contrary, they had called upon their defensive instincts and sought shelter, or in this case, built it themselves. They had swiped all 15 cushions from the L-shaped couch and propped them against the back side of the couch. The result was a fortress capable of withstanding a sustained siege of soft projectiles.

It was not built with kamikaze women in mind, however. Yuisu's knees caught on the reinforced roof and she toppled forward into the center of the base, face-first and ass up. Alerted by Yuisu's bizarre battlecry, the other six other pillow warriors turned to look just in time to see Yuisu's pink-pantied booty disappear over the horizon like the trail of a ballistic missile.

Inside the fortress, the walls were falling away and the ceiling was collapsing, exposing the startled herbivores within. Tsuen escaped but Kehp was unable to flee. She had taken a direct hit from the Intercontinental Lesbian Missile named Yuisu and had been knocked backwards and splayed out.

Yuisu had come in hot so the direct hit meant she was currently burrowed face-first between Kehp's thighs. As always, Kehp's thighs were smooth and wool-free, but she had recently shaved everywhere else too, creating a very particular effect. Like sheep, the skin of Pan Fauns produces a substance called lanolin to protect their skin and wool from the elements. It is a very effective moisturizer for skin and a natural lubricant.

Yuisu grabbed Kehp's legs to try to prop herself up but they were so silky smooth that her hands slipped, dropping her face right back into Kehp's crotch. Yuisu got a very close view of Kehp's adorable ruffled panties and Kehp got an unexpected impact on a very sensitive spot.

"Uaahhh!" Kehp moaned at the sudden stimulation. She immediately clasped her hands over her mouth and blushed very red.

Yuisu decided not to repeat her failed attempt to push herself up and executed a tactical withdrawal. She rolled sideways off of Kehp in the only direction not blocked by couch cushions. She came to a stop on her belly in the open hallway. She grasped around for her body pillow but she feared it was lost in the collapsed compound she had just escaped. Just then, her hand grabbed onto something hard and so she looked up to see what it was.

She had grabbed a hoof. Yuisu followed the leg upward and saw Tsuen peering down at her from very high up. Yuisu rolled over onto her back to get a better look and it was then that she saw all the others.

Haru, Froze, and Quess also loomed overhead, glaring down at Yuisu as she laid flat and exposed on the floor. Off to the side, the curious gazes of Mara, Misaki, and Yamato peeked over the top of the couch.

Yuisu chuckled nervously, trying not to look too closely at the amazing view that the four underwear-clad women were inadvertently offering her. "Uh, what's up, girls?"

Quess drew herself up and looked down her nose at the pitiful creature below. "Yuisu, do you recall the very last rule of this engagement?"

Yuisu nodded, still not seeing where this was going. "Uh, 'The only physical contact is through plush or pillow', right?"

Tsuen tried to look stern as she glared at Yuisu but on her kind features it looked more cute and pouty. "You touched poor Kehp in a very different way, Yuizu."

Oh crap. I see what's happening… Yuisu thought, then she cried out, "That was just an accident, I swear!"

Haru just shook her head disapprovingly and Froze said, "Accident or not, there must be punishment for breaking the rules."

At that, the four looming women pulled their hands from behind their backs. They each held two pillows and there were many more within arm's reach. They smiled as they playfully bopped her with pillow after pillow. They rained plush punishment down on Yuisu until she was fully engulfed but still the rain continued. Mara, Misaki, and even the scandalized Kehp joined in, throwing their own pillows onto the mound.

From deep under the pile of pillows, a faint voice called out, "I yield!" and the siege stopped.

Quess proclaimed, "We have heard your concession and we will stop the attack here. But the victim gets one last act of vindication, if she wishes it. Kehp, what say you?"

"I say 'Geronimo!'" Kehp said as she climbed up on the couch, balancing nimbly on her hooved legs. "Oh, and sorry for this, Yuisu, but it's only fair." Then she spread her arms, leaned forward, and belly-flopped onto the massive pillow pile.

As Khep fell towards the pile, her outstretched hand slipped between Haru's boobs and caught on her bra. The bra was pulled down, freeing her tremendous tatas for the viewing pleasure of everyone except the trapped criminal Yuisu. Kehp finished her descent and landed on the mound. As Yuisu let out an OOF! from under the pillows, Haru squawked in shock and embarrassment.

Yamato's eyes went wide as he took in the majestic sight of harpy breasts unlike any he had seen before. Their scale was far beyond Misaki's, not that those weren't awesome in their own way. He grabbed a pillow from the pile and used it to cover his lap but he couldn't pull his gaze from Haru's bare breasts.

Misaki looked from Yamato to Haru and back and her expression soured. Her eyes narrowed and she rose up to her full short height. "I see what you're up to, Haru. You're trying to seduce my man!"

Haru was frantically trying to pull her bra back into place but it wasn't easy with her wings and her flustered panic was doing her no favors. She paused to shoot Misaki with an incredulous look. "What?"

"You heard me! I knew you never liked me very much but that doesn't mean you can take my Yamato with your feminine styles!"

Mara raised a hand. "Uh, the phrase is 'feminine wiles'.

"Same thing!" Misaki huffed, her large bronze-colored eyes still glaring up at Haru.

Yamato jumped up and moved to stand between the two harpies, "Calm down. There's no reason to fight!"

His pillow had fallen away but the erection beneath had not. Yamato's triumphantly tented boxers drew everyone's eyes and all their faces flushed red in unison. A wise man once said there was nothing so unintentionally comic as a sexually aroused man. This group of women had to agree.

Tsuen covered her eyes, then turned her head away, then turned her entire body for good measure. Mara giggled uncontrollably and her infectious laugh spread to Froze, Misaki, and even Kehp. Haru scoffed and went back to trying to fix her bra while Quess grinned and raised her eyebrows suggestively and said "Mmm, I like 'em lively!"

From underneath the mountain of pillows, Yuisu's voice called, "What's going on? What am I missing?"

Yuisu let out a long relaxed breath. "See, I told you no one can stay upset while relaxing in a hot spring."

Yamato nodded. "Oh, I agree, but I don't think anyone was really that upset in the first place."

Yuisu grinned at him. "Either that, or that circus tent you pitched just diffused all the drama."

Yamato punched Yuisu in the arm. "Hey, you're not one to talk with the whole scene you caused." He leaned back against the side of the spring and took in the scenery. Including Yuisu, eight swimsuit-clad women lounged and splashed and chatted around the hot spring. Misaki was standing at the edge of the pool, spinning around and showing off her new swimsuit to Mara and Tsuen. It was a cute yellow two-piece with a built in skirt that flared out as she spun around with her wings in the air. Given how often she liked to spin like that, the suit was perfect for her.

Yamato idly scratched his head. "You know, after all that underwear pillow fighting, the sight of all these girls in swimsuits seems to have lost a lot of its impact. It's kind of sad, actually."

Yuisu put a consoling hand on his shoulder. "Yeah, life around this many women will do that. I've become kind of desensitized across the board."

Haru was stretched out in the deeper end of the pool, wearing a modest silver bikini. She overheard Yuisu's statement and drifted over. "Oh, Yuisu?" she called in a sing-song voice. "Are you desensitized to this?" Yuisu said, then grabbed Yuisu with both wings and pulled her into a long, deep kiss.

Yamato averted his eyes. Having just seen Haru topless, interacting with her was awkward enough and this wasn't helping.

As Yuisu pulled free, she wiped her lips with the back of her hand. Then she raised her arm in a salute, grinned, and said, "No, ma'am. Haru kisses are operating at full power, commander."