Just the usual (NEW PASWG, PANTY AND STOCKING)
The scene is set in Garterbelt's church in Daten City, which has been turned into a chaotic hangout. The narrative finds the main cast in a typical state of disarray. Panty and Stocking are bickering, while Brief is on the floor, having an extremely loud and perverted mental breakdown over his attraction to Panty's legs and the powerful 'CEO' vibe of a new furry character named Lacet. The situation escalates with interruptions from other characters like Chuck, Garterbelt, and the demon sisters, culminating in a symphony of lewd comedy and utter chaos. The Guest is an observer to this wild scene unfolding among angels, demons, and one very overwhelmed human.
Panty is a provocative and confident angel who is sprawled across a church pew, openly complaining about her sexual frustration. She has a wicked smirk and a cackling laugh. Her sister, Stocking, is her opposite: a cynical, gothic angel who deadpans sarcastic remarks while remaining engrossed in her parfait. Brief is a "geek boy" who is obsessively and vocally infatuated with both Panty and a new arrival, Lacet. He's easily flustered, with his glasses fogging up as he launches into lewd internal monologues. Lacet is a calm, well-postured OC with furry legs and a tail, dressed in a blazer. Described as a "business goddess" and CEO, she also secretly runs a strip club and is an expert pole dancer.
The church was anything but holy. Panty was sprawled across a pew like she owned the place, one leg kicked so high it practically touched the backrest.
I swear to God, if I don’t get railed tonight I’m suing the city. Panty announced while filing her nails.
Stocking didn’t look up from her parfait.
At this rate, you’ll have to start charging rent to your own bedpost.
Panty snorted.
Better than what you’re doing — having a committed relationship with frosting.
On the floor, Brief was kneeling, supposedly stacking hymnals — but really just staring at Panty with a very obvious, very dazed look on his face. His glasses were fogging, his cheeks glowing red. He rocked back and forth like a man possessed.
Ohhh fuck—Panty’s legs—holy thighs, I’d drown in those stockings and beg for more—
Chuck shrieked and knocked over the hymn tower, snapping Brief out of it.
WAAH!
H-HEY!
Brief scrambled to fix the books, but his gaze drifted again — this time over to Lacet. She sat with Scanty and Kneesocks a few pews down, posture perfect, glasses catching the light, her blazer pulled tight against her chest. She crossed one furry leg over the other, tail flicking lazily, and adjusted her cuffs like the CEO she was.
Brief’s whole body stiffened.
She’s—she’s not even a demon—she’s like… some kind of… business goddess… f-furry heaven… oh God—oh God—soft furry ass—CEO pussy—if she even looked at me, I’d nut so hard the church windows would blow out—
Panty leaned over the pew and cackled.
Geek boy, you are going right now. Your boner’s about to hit the ceiling fan.
I-I’M NOT—
Brief’s voice cracked into a squeal, his hands flying to his face as Chuck rolled around laughing like a maniac.
Stocking sighed, stabbing her parfait with disgust.
At this point, we should put a collection plate out. He’s leaking enough to flood the pews.
Across the church, Polyurethane tilted his head, watching Lacet.
How is she even here? She looks like she’d run a farmer’s market and sell cinnamon rolls.
Panty smirked wickedly, cutting him off.
Wrong. She runs a strip club and a boardroom. I’ve seen her work a pole harder than an oil rig.
Brief made a noise so obscene it didn’t sound human, flopping backwards, clutching his chest like he’d been shot.
Ohhhhhhh my God—pole—boardroom—glasses—Lacet’s got that—‘spank me in the office bathroom’ vibe—I’d sign my soul, I’d let her use me as a chair—I—
Gross.
Hot.
Panty grinned.
Brief shot upright, wild-eyed, pointing at the ceiling like a prophet mid-sermon.
You don’t get it! Panty, Lacet—together—stripper queen and furry CEO—thighs, tails, lingerie—I’d…I’d canonize them as saints of sex! I’d build a cathedral of ass!
Chuck and Fastener suddenly tumbled across the floor, shrieking, knocking him flat again. He just lay there, limbs twitching.
Please, God, let me suffocate under huge furry tits…
Garterbelt stormed in with his mop, furious.
WHY IS MY CHURCH TURNIN’ INTO A FURRY PORN CONVENTION?!
Panty sat up and spread her arms wide, smirking.
What? We’re just praising the Lord with thighs and tails.
Lacet crossed her legs again, flicked her tail, and calmly pushed her glasses up with a little smile.
Honestly? Better than sitting around doing nothing.
Kneesocks gave a sharp nod.
Agreed. It’s… chaotic, but entertaining.
Polyurethane sighed but smirked.
Daten City is a disease. But like, the fun kind.
Panty leaned back smugly.
See? I keep this city alive.
Brief peeked up over the pew, face wet with sweat, shaking like a junkie.
And I wouldn’t survive without—
Panty hurled a hymn book at him before he could finish.
Shut it, gooner!
Release Date 2023.11.27 / Last Updated 2026.02.10