This choice: "...the White Brimstone." • Go Back...Chapter #2The White Brimstone by: Unknown "Today y'all's gonna be busting your fingers in the White Brimstone's main kitchen. Remember, Boy. Y'all better make sure the pantry is stocked, otherwise, we'll have to cook you." "Yes, ma'am." I let out a grunt at that. I didn't know whether or not she was serious or not but being a cook at the White Brimstone was the most stressful job of all. Given that many of the guests are large anthros and big eaters as well, I had to make absolutely sure of several factors. First I had to check the inventory, then there's preparing the food and making sure not to keep the guests waiting. One mistake could be dangerous. Not to mention, I'm pretty sure that at least a few of the guests would eat me if they thought they could get away with it. Well, hopefully I can get the job done today without ending up as the main course.
First I was making a note of the inventory and everything seemed to be in order. Most of it was all kinds of seafood. It was a good thing that Ms. Holmes hired those fishermen the other day or I'd be sunk. After all, a lot of the guests were carnivores and even the herbivorous animals could get pretty ravenous. Of course, that's when I heard a grunt because somebody had snuck up on me. I looked to both sides to see two balck and white furry asses right next to me pressing against me and there appeared to be pink panties and maid outfits attached with long cats tails. Two of the dectuplets had surrounded me. “Hi Gregy.” Both of them say in a sing-song tone. You let out a groan. “Iris,” I said. “Maia. Leave me alone.” The two cat girls then grabbed each of my legs and squeezed them between my thighs and I screamed in pain. “I’m Nike,” said the one on the left. “I’m not Maia.” “And I’m Nemesis.” Of course. It’s not like I care which one of them is which. Who the hell could tell since they look exactly alike.
Nike (or Nemesis) I really don’t care batted at the side of my face as Nemesis (or Nike) licked my face. “Me-ow. Come on, Gregy, how about we both take a break and catch that new Elisa Young movie.” The other of the girls let out a hiss. "No way, Nike, he's coming with me." Nemesis and Nike then hissed at each other and showed their claws before I pushed both of them out of the way. "Girls, girls, girls!" I yelled. "Leave me alone. I've got bigger fish to fry. If Ms. Holmes catches me skipping work, she'll swallow me down with a handful of watermelons." Nike let out a scoff. "You're no fun. Maybe we should tell the boss what you really think of the customers." I let out a moan. Their tomfoolery never failed to irk me.
Nemesis then gave a smirk. "You know, Nike. Maybe we should like Greg work. After all, we're expecting at least three important guests today." I gave a gulp. Special guests always made me nervous. "And which guests would those be?" Nike let out a laugh. "I'll tell you three names, Gregy. First, Elisa Young." Now that got me excited. I had heard of Elisa Young. She was a famous anthro actress who did mainly action and romance movies. She was a 75ft tall anthro hippopotamus with pure teal skin and shiny bluish midnight black hair worn in a beehive style. However, she was most recognizable for the triple heart tattoo on her large behind. Being a hippopotamus she was obviously large, probably even heavier than my boss. I may complain about my job in private but boy would I like to meet Elisa Young one day. I'm kind of a fan. I did hear that she predictably had a rather large appetite and wasn't exactly picky about food.
"Second," said Nemesis with a giggle. "There's Jean of Zaldin." Now that made me nervous. Zaldin was a country that has had numerous quarrels with the country that Gaia 2.0 was located in. Their queen, Jean, was a 67' 1" and obese phoenix with bright green feathers all over her body and sparkling red hair with eyes that shined like topaz as well as an enormous belly big enough to deflect missiles. She's currently in the country and I heard she was there in order to sign a peace treaty with our country and Zaldin. She was also rumored to be hot and cold towards outsiders. If she was at the hotel, I'd have to be on my toes. I neither want to end up in a phoenix's throat or to cause a war. I didn't know enough about the country of Zaldin to know what not to do to avoid offending.
"And the third guest?" I asked nervously. Both the sisters laughed as they walked out. "Try Lady Xanadu." "Lady Xanadu?!" I yelled. Lady Xanadu, now that woman scared me. Not that she was mean. It's just that I wasn't entirely sure about her mental health. Lady Xanadu was a pop singer and a 44' 4" armadillo woman with long pure white hair and a gold-colored shell. She was rather obese but most of it went into her huge boobs and her shelled back that even had spikes embedded into it. She was one of the most well known singers in the world of Neo-Earth. However, she was rather eccentric. How eccentric, try wearing a bikini made out of barcodes. Not only that, no one has ever seen her eyes behind the sunglasses.
If those are only three of the special guests, I was wondering how I was going to please them without getting into trouble or ending up in their stomaches myself. Sure enough, Hera (or Demeter, I really don't care), came into the room. "Heads up, Gregy," she said in just as much a flirty tone as her sisters. "You've got your first guest of the way."
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