You could put the sheet on as a dress/toga or something couldn't you? And then put on the holster over it so it stays tight and secure and won't get in the way too much.

Take sheet.

Tear the bedsheet into three broad strips for a crude halter-top and loincloth. Definitely want some cloth between the holster and your skin, or it'll dig into your boob, and your armpit sweat will increase the gun's maintenance requirements.

Leave the sheet, you'll need the extra mobility more than you'll need the modesty. It'll just give you something for any enemy to grab onto, and if you get caught again it'll probably end up torn and worthless anyway.

Check that wardrobe for clues as to what's been taken from it. Maybe there are clothes in there?

take sheet

Imaging what sweaty fat internet porn adict would have made a password like that. So do you really want to wate wear their sheets? I wouldn't;

Panzer.exe 2016/06/02(Thu)16:05 No. 727467 ID: 54d22d
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Elizabeth takes some attempts to finally settle on just draping the sheet over her shoulders and wearing the holster over it. It is likely not going to hold up well in action and Elizabeth has to constantly adjust it or it will slip off her breasts, but it'll do for now.

The locker is entirely empty.

Panzer.exe 2016/06/02(Thu)16:06 No. 727468 ID: 54d22d
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Just out the door and to the left there is a map on the opposite wall.

>_

Where is topper and the other women? We need to group and get to the armory.

to the tube room!

>>727470
We sent topper to A1, so im guessing we should probably head there. Maybe pass by the armory to see if its unlocked.

Search the rest of the officers' quarters first.

We have a responsibility to protect our feckless less-fluffy subordinates!

Track them down before they get fecked.

head to A1, start looking there.

Panzer.exe 2016/06/03(Fri)05:59 No. 727571 ID: 54d22d
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Elizabeth retraces her steps path. Every movement sounds disturbingly loud in the eerie silence. Her footsteps echo through what feels like the entire facility and the sheet rustles sharply against her skin with every movement. The minute flopping of the holster and her voluminous tits reaches a near comical scale of volume, but in the situation it just increases her sense of insecurity. She is nearly hyper-aware of her own heartbeat and breathing and occasionally has to specifically avoid holding her breath.

On the way she sees the door to the armory hallway is unlocked and slightly ajar, but doesn't go in beyond taking a peek in. She also notices and picks up her shirt off the floor and finds the door to the hallway with the lab and A-rooms locked.

When she gets to the tank dump room she encounters the lockless door unmoving. Trying with a bit more force she hears a high-pitched gasp as the door gives in a bit before snapping closed again.

>_

Inform your frightened coworker that its just you and not the rapey fluff tail.

yeah, sounds like they barricaded the door, which is the correct thing to do when you know a thing is about.

Inform them that the coast is clear

Inform frightened person who you are, also now that you have your shirt back maybe wear bed sheet as a skirt?

Shave and a haircut knock. See if they reply appropriately.

knock on door

put the sheet over your head, maybe scare them as they open the door

now now, if they won't open the door, there is another way in, we just have to make it to the tube room and slide down to them.

Panzer.exe 2016/06/05(Sun)14:25 No. 727964 ID: 54d22d
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Elizabeth wears the shirt instead of the sheet and as the shirt is long enough on Elizabeth she elects to not wear the sheet unnecessarily. She identifies herself clearly and Topper ceases blocking the door. Elizabeth walks in and throws the sheet in an open locker.

Wammy Tiles and Tilly Steiner are still lying on the floor, out of it but moving slightly.

"Wow, you actually managed to deal with that thing, sugar?" Topper asks. "When all that noise happened and you screamed I thought you were a goner and ultimately the rest of us too!"

Elizabeth ponders whether to tell the whole truth or just get the pleasantries over with quickly using the economical narrative. As Wammy and Tilly are still out of action, she also considers if she should wait with Topper for them to sober up or to try to get something done while waiting.

>_

tell the truth, you are stuck with them until... well, indefinitely, so you want everyone to trust eachother. the thing doesn't want to murder you, just fuck you. and is apparently better at seeing in the dark then us. so as soon as we are ready to me we need to sprint to the only places that have any hope of still working, the food zone to stock up and then to the tank hanger. once in the tank we can blow the shit out of the thing.

Describe what happened, hug Topper for comfort.

Tell her the sad truth- you can no longer be a pure bride.

On the plus side, you now have a gun.
Hug Topper to establish dominance.

tell them the tail is indeed fluffy

Tell them its a bit more rapey than it is murdery. Which all things considered is a good thing.

So if cornered look seductive until we can figure out a way to fight it.

>>727964
don't tell the truth

i want them all to be surprised by fluffy tails

You must construe upon them the utter, magical fluffiness of the fluffy tail. That's the important part.

try wake up the sleepers

Panzer.exe 2016/06/06(Mon)08:25 No. 728134 ID: 54d22d
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Elizabeth takes a deep breath. She can still feel the hard dicking in her cooch.

"I didn't really manage anything," she says, looking down. Topper has a confused look on her face.
"I ran into a wall trying to flee," Elizabeth half-whispers with quivering voice. "I was cornered. I don't know why but I touched its tail. Then I was dragged off into a room and raped."

Topper gasps and leans in to hug the sniffling Elizabeth.

"All I did was get left alone after being bent over and stuffed with jizz!" Elizabeth cries, hanging onto Topper.
"If we run into it unarmed again it probably won't kill us without provocation, but then we can only present and take what's coming. We should forget exploring and just hurry out of here once we're able."

Panzer.exe 2016/06/06(Mon)08:26 No. 728135 ID: 54d22d
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Elizabeth sobs into Topper's shirt for a moment and then gathers herself.

"But, damn, was that tail ever so fluffy."

Wammy Tiles and Tilly Steiner are beginning to stir.

>_

Topper appears to be fluffing something touchy, as well.

>>728135
wait a second, is that our tears or is topper lactating? She wouldnt be lactating unless she was recenetly pregnant. I dont know how long she was in the tube, or if she was in suspended animation, but she might have given birth while in the tube if that isnt just a stain from our tears.

Let's see how our new friends are doing.

I see tears. Tears of fluffy joy! Go now! Seek more!

We need to find out what this facility is, wake the others and head out as a group... safety in numbers.

>>728274
Good idea since you stand a better a chance against fluffy ta-

You know what, I'm just going to name that thing Johnson because it might as well be the son of John. Think about it, a northern Sergal in a secret lab/unknown facility that rapes women and has a thing for big titties, only difference is it's a male. Yeah, Johnson of the incredibly important and fluffy tail.

>>728402
It's also a synonym for penis. So, you know, there's that.

can we establish some info about ourself?

Fluffy Johnson

fluffy jhonson works

Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear
Fuzzy Wuzzy had no hair,
Fuzzy Wuzzy was not fuzzy,
was he?

That is to say Johnson's Johnson was not fluffy.

>>728402
>>728612
>>728581
>>728548
How can we go wrong with such strong tactical advice?

But yeah, wake up the laggards and try to hustle to the…barracks, I guess. we might be able to find some shoes, or make sheet togas.

let's hustle then

maybe take her hand of your oversized melons

...?