#Aleksandra Vladimirovna Litvyak

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Revons Plus Grand, Chapter 8

Revons Plus Grand

Chapter 8:

Beyond The Sea

A native German, or in terms of the dimension of Georgette Lemare and Sadako Shimohara, a Karsland composer named Johann Pachelbel, devised a Canon and Gigue for 3 violins and basso continuo in D major, abreviated as the Canon in D. A baroque standard that withstood the tides and tests of time, it had been adapted in the modern era, or the dimension that the two Brave Witches were exploring, by a celebrated discotheque ensemble called The Village People and a pop group from Brittania called The Pet Shop Boys into a timeless number entitled "Go West," a play on the phrase "Go West, Young Man," as commonly attributed to a Mr. Horace Greeley, a rallying cry for the colonization of the American, or Liberion, West.

Aleksandra "Sanya" Vladimirovna Litvyak, a former member of the 501st Joint Fighter Wing and now an auxiliary Flying Officer of the Empire of Orussia Imperial Army, 586th Fighter Aviation Regiment, was an expert pianist that could play any song in any setting of genre. At the 502nd Joint Fighter Wing base in Petersburg, there was a piano in the dining room that Sanya was playing the adaptation in. Or rather, her arrangement of the said adaptation in the background.

HIkari Karibuchi was in the dining room, watching the two girls on the monitor arrange the quarters of the Camp des Loges, the eyes of the Persian cat tracker panning to slow motion scenes of the players of Paris Saint-Germain's first team training in inclement weather, the water droplets displayed for added emphasis. Her big sister, Takami, the Flight Lieutenant, had fallen in to join her.

"Onee-chan," asked Hikari to Takami.

"Hmmm?"

"Why does Jose look and sound like you all of a sudden? I can't tell the difference!"

A motherly smile. "That's because I can. There are differences in the bangs cut, hair and eye color, and height."

A closer look. "Oh yeah, I can see the differences now."

"That's because I pointed them out to you."

"Yes you did, onee-chan! Eheheheh!"

"Oy, what are you two up to?" said Naoe Kanno, playing with a new invention by the Hartmann sisters that she was testing. Erica and Ursula were with Nao.

"But you know what, onee-chan," asked Hikari to Takami.

"What is it, Hikari?"

"I'm glad we are both officially on the same team and you are recovering very well."

"And I am glad to hear it."

"Because, when we are together..."

"We will make the Brave Witches great again!" the Karibuchi sisters said, doing a back-to-back bras d'honneur pose with winks.

"Oh for fuck sakes, stop imitating what you are seeing on the television," Nao retorted.

"Eh?" they both said, blinking with question marks next to them. They turned around and saw another set of sisters with the post.

"Oh, ahahahahah, sorry about that Nao," Hikari said, a sweatdrop on her head as she scratched the back of it. And she even stuck her tongue out for emphasis.

"According to the findings," said Flight Sergeant Edytha Rossman, "those two are civilians from that dimension who live in Fusou but were born in a place in Gallia called Colmar, located near Strasbourg. It is said there is a local football team that plays there called Racing Club Strasbourg Alsace, or RCSA."

"Grrrrr," Nao growled before continuing her game testing. "Anyway, Ursula, what is this supposed to be?"

"It is a prototype unit that we developed after procuring blueprints from an X-11 we developed through reverse engineering. This X-11, designed to look and behave like Sanya, is able to disappear and reappear in the continuum that Georgette and Sadako are in. It gathered information and blueprints on how to design and develop the device itself as well as any games associated with it."

"Do you have name for this?"

"The generic name is handheld game console. We call it the Konso, a combination of Karlsand and Console," Erica said.

"What a questionable name for a device that is short of interesting. What games are on here?" She flipped through the inventory.

"A variety of games imported from the other continuum dedicated to military strategy and simulation," said Ursula. "So you don't lose focus when the next operation comes."

"Implying I'll even..." Her dog ears and tail perked. "But like what?"

"Kantai Collection is a command and conquer game in which you are an admiral and collect personifications of ships from this era and build a fleet and this allows you to play with anyone online with your budding fleet."

"I see one here...Akagi...she looks like Takami but with a different outfit."

"Based on our dossier of that character she is not a recreation of the aircraft carrier that was sacrificed off the coast of Gallia, but is actually meant to be someone that has approximate shooting skills and bust as Flight Lieutenant Karibuchi," said Ursula, "combined with the gormandizing tendencies of Pilot Officer Lemare. Roughly, thereabouts."

"Layman's terms?" Nao deadpanned, annoyed by the expanding vocabulary.

"She is the Gluttonous Fiend and she can't stop eating bauxite!" they both said, doing a comical fusion pose reminiscent of Dragon Ball Z.

"You don't have to answer my question that way!" she shot back. "I don't deal with fatasses. What other games are on here?"

"There is World of Warships, a naval simulation game, World of Tanks, a ground military simulation game...and War Thunder."

"War Thunder?"

"It's essentially a dogfight simulation game, but using regular planes instead of striker units."

Nao's smile was wide. "I found it," she said, her tail wagging with unbound excitement.

"You should probably play that in your personal quarters, Flying Officer Kanno," said Waltrud Krupinski, sipping some tea while the Karibuchi sisters watched some more training scenes. "You'll disturb the others here."

"Whatever Fake Countess Mommy, I don't need you to tell me to go my room, I will go there myself." She stuck her tongue out before starting to leave the dining hall. "Idiot," she said under her breath.

"Kanno, did I just hear...?"

"!" Nao bowed her head in shame. "I'm sorry, Countess. I apologize! Excuse me!" She then hurried to her room. Waltrud looked to Commander Gundula Rall, who nodded. She then chased Nao into her room and gave her a few seiza lashings before storming out and slamming the door shut, leaving Nao crying helplessly while bent over. It would take her a while to recover before returning to testing.

"Sigh..." sighed Waltrud as she walked back in to her seat, eating a plate of milanesa. Yoshika Miyafuji, the legendary hero from the 501st, had decided to come in and also help with providing meals since Jose and Sadako were away.

Thus, she of whom Hikari would be her protege, would be on hand to even talk of her adventures in Gallia and Romagna. Yoshika herself specialized in Gallic, Romagnan, Liberion and Fusou styles of cuisine. That meant that the 502nd would not be getting any Brittanian dishes for the long haul. However, since the two girls who slept through time, as the local press dubbed it, were in Paris, Yoshika chose to stick to the recipes that were well known in the Ile-de-Gallia region in that timeframe. She was used to it anyway.

"I like calling Yoshika-sempai the War Machine, big sis," said Hikari as Yoshika served some plates to both of them before she sat down to have hers next to the sisters. "She has the gift and can win battles and has amazing form. Right, sempai?"

"Indeed, Hikari, and I am honored to be with you guys and fill in for Jose and Sada while they are out there," Yoshika said.

"And not a valuable delicious moment was lost," Commander Rall said, eating a forkful of arborio that went with the milanesa. "Thank you for joining us here at our base, Pilot Officer Miyafuji. We are honored to have you here."

"A pleasure Commander. How is it?"

"It's great. Just like how Pilot Officer Lemare and Pilot Officer Shimohara would do it. Great continuity," said Waltrud.

"Yoshika, when are you leaving?" asked Nao.

"When Jose and Sada return, I will return to my base in Fusou. In the meantime..."

Hikari pointed to Yoshika. "I must remind you, sempai, not to make an excessive advance on onee-chan here. You can't touch her all the time, she is my sister, you know?"

"Don't worry about it, Hikari," Takami said, waving it off so much that she might as well be a mother. "I am absolutely going to mellow down here and not worry about it being...eh?"

Hikari blushed madly. "!"

Takami noticed that her breasts were resting on Yoshika's head, triggering an unbuttoning of her uniform. "Ara..." It was a simple white bra and panties, emphasizing her child-bearing hips and bust.

Commander Rall whistled. The Hartmann sisters exchanged what the alternate dimension called a fist bump. "Flight Lieutenant Karibuchi, your request for an interior uniform change has apparently been granted, it seems," said the Countess.

"You noticed, Countess," whispered Takami, a finger to her pink lipstick-laced lips and one eyes closed.

"S...sempai, get off onee-chan right now, this is unbecoming of you," Hikari said, slightly pushing Yoshika away. "Didn't I tell you onee-chan belongs to me? You shouldn't place your head underneath her breasts, it undoes her outfit!"

"Sorry, Hikari," Yoshika said, "but like Lynne, it feels soft and nice to squeeze, like a perfect pillow."

"Sempai!"

"Uhhhh..."

Takami hugged Hikari and Yoshika. "Why can't I have both?"

"Eh?"

"Come on, let's head into my room so we can talk and you can touch me both. Yoshika, I'll make you my second little sister. Okay?" Takami winked, her white underwear glistening.

Yoshika's and Hikari's animal ears and tail popped out, "Yes, onee-chan!" Hikari looked at Yoshika with a knowing look which she returned. They both shared something in common. They liked big breasts. They liked soft things. And they loved having sisterly bonds. And for Hikari, her sempai had become as close as her big sister. She was dreaming big as well. Big! Big! Big, big, big!

"I wonder why the Flight Lieutenant is carrying the two of them like that," asked Waltrud to Gundula as Takami carried a blissful, drooling duo of Hikari and Yoshika out of the dining hall, the two juniors firmly groping her breasts.

"When they are in their own happy place and there is a nurturing senior like that capable of being a proper housewife and mother, sometimes the little sisters deform into that of innocent dolls," she replied.

"Ahhh," Erica sighed as she took a seat with Ursula, the television now showing weather for the next few days in Paris 2017 as well as a schedule of games going on during the day, marked February 5. "Somebody pass the popcorn."

"A tub," her bespectacled sister said. Seconds later, the two of them were munching from incredulously oversized tubs of popcorn, the type of portions that Akagi would be known for finishing almost instantly a million times over.

"This is delicious, what flavor is this, sis?" asked Erica.

"Chocolate Drizzle Brittle, I like to call it," she replied.

Their ears and tails sprouted out on cue, their tails wagging excitedly as they quietly munched. "Mmmmmmmmmmm, heaven," they both said in unison, comical angelic voices in the background.

Sanya then went to the table to eat as well. "An unusual situation for the three that just left. How was my performance, Commander?"

"As advertised. Well done," Gundula replied. Sanya continued to watch the television while the two Hartmann sisters took their time munching the chocolate popcorn.

"But I wonder how Yoshika is going to be over in that room...?"

"Do you really want to know, Flying Officer Litvyak?" asked Edytha.

"Excuse my intrusion, I'll respect their privacy," she replied, blushing, knowing fully clear what was going on. Sanya chose to eat. "This milanesa is very good."

Takami opened the door, cast off her coat and lay herself on the bed. "Come to me," she said through her pursed lips and smile.

"Ahhhh," Hikari and Yoshika said, lying on either side on Takami and embracing her wonderful body, melting in the softness and immense volume of her cleavage. It was noted that both Hikari and Yoshika's flat-chest complex had made them prone to pleasuring everyone they knew that had the proportions that met their size requirements.

Takami herself liked it when Hikari melted herself into her sisterly touch, but to take the great Mamefuji, as she was called, in as a second younger sister, though slightly older than Hikari? It was even better. She dreamt of having a great family and giving birth to legendary children of different callings and skills after she retired from the military, but she wanted Hikari to be happy as well so protecting her and teaching her the way to live righteously was important because she saw Hikari as an extension of her. The fact that Hikari had done enough to fully be on the same team as her satisfied her that the two of them were sleeping together.

With Yoshika hired to oversee general housekeeping of the facility for the time being, Takami—who was voluntarily reassigned from the 508th, the Mighty Witches, months ago—personally requested permission from Gundula to have her move in with the two of them. The bed was expanded and the room renovated as a result, to go with the new chamber, as designed by Charlotte E. Yeager, her team of workers from Liberion doing business as GSI Buildings (GSI stood for Glorious Shirley International) and Francesca Lucchini, Shirley's esteemed associate and partner.

Personally, Takami wanted to talk to Yoshika about her experience working with the 501st and how it translated to her work over in Fusou. But mainly, Yoshika looked a lot like Hikari and she explicitly wanted to feel her touch as well, which was well-documented as being lewd but indescribable, but delivering amazing feelings that were admittingly addicting, euphoric and emancipating.

"That's it, that's it, ohhhhh, keep it there, I, mmmm, I need more of this, ohhhh, haaaaah," Takami moaned as her crane ears and tail wagged happily. "Ohhhhhh!" Hikari and Yoshiki, were sucking her breasts and taking turns fingering her love spots inside, their purring sounds melting Takami even more, triggering a heartfelt torogao. "Hyaaaaaah...mmmmf!"

"Ehhh!?" gasped Hikari as Yoshika decided to make Takami even more satisfied by sharing a long, deep French kiss that made her supple nipples erect, the saliva coming out of their mouths as their tongues danced a delicious tango. Takami lifted a leg, and that meant that Hikari decided to finger her sister even deeper in response to her sempai kissing her sister like she was Lynette Bishop. Although, to be honest at this point in time, Lynette took comfort in being in the company of her own older sister, Wilma.

Hikari decided to proceed to taste the sides of her sister's right armpit, purring and moaning incessantly as she savored the goodness of being in the company of the only onee-chan she ever know and wanted to die in the arms of. Although to be fair, Yoshika's healing ability did not make that a problem. In fact, the rugrat's intoxicating presence because a true, rich blessing as it stimulated the libido of the Karibuchi sisters.

Soon enough, their underwear and swimwear were on the floor and they were tribbing fast and hard and with passion that set the room on fire. Figuratively.

"Ahhhhh, ahhhhhh, Takami, I'm going to, I'm about to, ohhhh!" moaned Yoshika, about to erupt.

"Onee-chan, help, help, you are so amazing, I think I am going to die melting into you, I love you, haaah, hyaaaaah, aaahhhh!' cried Hikari, her eyes crying with tears of joy about to go empty from reaching the highest of highest for far too long.

"Ohhhh, both of you, I want this, I want you all, come into me, come into my...my...my...that's in, come into my...ahhh, come into my everything both of you, I can't take it anymore, I need you all!" cried Takami, her head thrashed back. "I want this! I WANT THIS! I LOVE YOU!"

Nao was walking down the hall when she heard a collective cry that very loud and very, very lewd. "HYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Hikari, Takami and Yoshika cried, letting out a massive release that caused their ears and tails to disappear and fall into a deep sleep.

She opened the door. "Are you okay?" asked Nao, her breathing heavy. She blinked. "Eh?" Takami had melted completely as Hikari and Yoshika flanked her, forming a delicious imouto sandwich, their arms and legs around her, her massive cleavage being subconsciously stimulated...and their collective fluid of love all over the floor, emitting a sweet, lustful scent.

Nao covered her mouth in shock, blushing, even having a slight nosebleed. "Oh my god..." A menacing presence from behind. It was the Countess. Nao slowly, comically, turned her head back. "F...Fake Countess? Why are you here?" she gasped, sweating profuse.

"Kanno..." Waltrud said in a very angry tone, "what are you doing in...this...room?"

"!" A mortified and very, very guilty Naoe Kanno was going to deal with the seiza treatment again. That was the legacy of Pilot Officer Shimohara that needed to be invoked. As she received her comeuppance, the wo sisters and Yoshika continued to sleep in the nude, the unmistable scent of their love being a bonding blanket that would form the foundation for the long haul awaiting everyone...including Georgette and Sadako, who were catering to that team on the other side.

END CHAPTER 8

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