"ARGHH!"

"Oh stop yer bitchen Rage..."

"Yes, while I do love thee good Sister, your constant complaints of such a necessary task in hygiene can get tiring. Do recall, cleanliness is next to Godde..."

"BAH! Big fat heads shut up! Rage no want bath!"

The smallest of the "Sisters of Sin" slammed her vein bulged fists into the floor. The water soaked tile cracking and cratering under her blow of inhuman power and strength. Dirty white and teal spikes limped over her feral purple eyes. The animal like female was stark nude, showing off the dozens and dozens of laced over battle scars on her pitch black flesh. Ugly criss-crosses of pale white and dull grey. She hissed at her larger siblings.

"Rage get clean LAST WEEK!"

"Yes, we know my Sibling...the entire Pack can smell you."

"Too right, face it chica..ya'll stink!"

Melody glanced from beneath her constant hang of pitch black mane, its length coating her left side, a single purple orb glareing out. Her grey lips curled as she snapped her teeth into a freshly rolled cigarette and over sized paw like hand dug into vest pocket for a lighter. The taunt girth of heavy femine bosom and thick layered gut a fools sight to ignore the massive steel that hung from her gun belt, a twitchy left hand nearly always lingering towards even during meals. Casting her hidden gaze towards Blood, she made a gesture with her lighter filled fist.

"This game again?"

"Wut?"

"Do you not recall, tis your turn to...bath the beast."

"Who door-hips call beast?"

Blood felt her cheeks reflect her name sake as she glared down at her smaller sibling. The nearly always on all fours female giving a mocking raspberry in return. Feeling her purple flesh coil in embarrassment, the knightly female loomed over Rage. The family bathroom's light catching her shaven down mane, its teal Mohawk running with a single line of black down the center. Well trained forearms bulged in suit with there swollen bicep kin as the tallest of the three shifted her huge lower body to get into a pounce stance.

"This is your final warning little one."

"RAGE NOT LITTLE!"

"Psh, ya'll the size of a rat living off tobacco leaves."

"Says fat belly!"

Tossing her unlite smoke to the side, Melody glared, her single purple orb flashing.

"What ya'll call me pup?"

"Fat belly!"

"Say dat again, I done dares ya..."

"Sister, now is not the time."

"Faaaa...."

"Rage..."

"aaaatttt..."

The towering gun slinger rolled up the sleeves of her shirt.

"Beeeeelllll...."

Looking between the two, the soldier in Blood wanted to restrain but the Sister in her, still recovering from a large bruise to her overly sized bubble butt, knew better.

"I done gonna mess ya'll up if ya don't shut dat trap Pup!"

"..................BELLY!"

"RAAAAAAWGH THAT IS IT!"

"YOU THREE SHUT THE FUCK UP, BATH THAT LITTLE DEMON AND GET YOUR GIANT ASSES DOWN HERE FOR DINNER OR I AM SENDING YOUR FATHER UP THEY'RE!"

Three pairs of purple eyes snapped to the doorway of the Pack's main bathroom. Terror showed on each of the clearly grown adults, immortal or not all they felt was sheer fear at the howl of they're Mothers words. The only sound that filtered in the nearly ruined room from Rage's tantrums was the single drip or two from the faucet of the poured bath.

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"Ari...Babe, wake up. Come on now, Pizza is here and I got a suprise for your sexy ass."

Snorting from her sleep like a pig in mud, Aria Fang rolled in the trash that littered her "nest". Despite how Sunset harped on her, Aria had created a "bed" of sorts in the basement of the Dazzle home. The mated and married pair had done away with Aria's old beer and sweat stained bed in favor for a sea of blankets, animal furs and well..more animal furs. Nightly the pair would cuddle in bare flesh and more then a bit of growled touches in what only a caveman could find comfortable. The flick of twinkies wrappers, empty soda two litters, video game controllers and more then enough empty plates shifted off the top of the giant swell that was the heavily pregnant Sirens middle.

"Grr...Babe I was sleeping...uff!! Help me with these fucking bean bags..."

Snickering to himself, Gorrz set down the plain manila envelop and knelt next to his greatest treasure. Any male, well any normal human male would scoff at Aria's figure. Her biceps quivered at the size of melons, legs trembled with enough muscle to crush steel, yet the girth of milk laden tits the size of milk jugs, and a belly larger then a beach ball sat between a pair of love handles obese people would scoff at just made her a symbol of what Matehood magic could do. The power of Motherhood, along with the girth of it. With inhuman ease, his huge paw like hand rested and lifted his mates lower back, teasing amongest her growled moans with a pinkie finger at the crack of the largest rear the world would know...at least perhaps till Sunset dumped another case or two of empty calories down her throat. Sitting her up, his free paw stroking the still stretch mark free orb of his mates pup filled womb, he stole a kiss, only to have it returned...then his lower lip promptly bitten.

"Ouch...damn babe, if your THAT horny, the surprise can wait!"

Shifting to the side, her loose hair shifting over a scar clad shoulder, Aria gave a low growl to her lover, lust in her eyes.

"Well it has been a...what, hour? Get it up big boy!"

Snickering to himself, the sound like a dogs bark. Gorrz leaned over and took of his mates lips, the kiss bloody, his life icor, immortal or not, dripping down to soak the tops of her life filled belly and bosom.

"Trust me..."

Pulling back, he took up the envelop and waved it before her eyes.

"This is better then sex....OH FUCK GIRL!"

Grinning from ear to ear, the purple grump settled her massive bottom as it just filled the room with the stink of a few dozen meals. She grinned evily at her lover and cocked a finger for him to come closer.

"The ultra sound can wait...now come here, or should I do my mating call again?...EEP!"

In a moment of sheer feministic shock, Aria was pinned beneath her beast of a lover as again bloody lips locked, despite the dream still fresh on her mind, her thick forearms wrapped her mates overly wide shoulders and drew him close. The picture, could wait...a few hours.

Author's Notes:

Hey!!!

.......No one ever said these two where P.C.!

Lol, I know this ship gets alot of hate from the few people who read my fic, but hey, they are more beast then man...hell look at the degree of difference between each of they're pups! Heheh