L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Kat tried to make herself as inconspicuous as a sizable LAW Heavyweight could after declaring herself 'not it'. The group was up to their usual shenanigans and that usually entailed of more alcohol. Erin's attempt to seize the drinks Tara had ordered earned a few quiet chuckles from the muscular blonde. But Tara's reprimands in the form conversing with Erin's breasts and expressing a broader range of personalities and emotions than an A-list actor, caused Kat to hold her gut and double over with laughter.

"Hahahaha! Aw man! You're a riot!" Katherine said as she tried to regain her composure. She'd try to catch herself by placing a hand on Tara's shoulder and raising her head to look her in the eye.

"Y-you know what? Actually order the milk, just to see what happens, hahaha!" Having let her curiosity and the comicalness of the moment, Kat gave Tara the ok to actually order the 3 saucers of milk. If anything, at least it would earn a funny, puzzled reaction from the barkeep.

Erin couldn't help but chuckle as Tara's volume quickly changed. If they wanted a quiet night out of the spotlight, they had come to the wrong place. Tara was certainly the center of attention whether she meant to be of not. "Well they're my drinks now. Consider yourself pirated." The redhead replied as she quickly started downing one of her drinks. Seeing as how Tara was focusing on her chest, Erin decided just to stick her tongue out at the other woman until she finally looked up at her face. She couldn't help but instinctively cross her arms over her chest in the meantime though.

Tara was on a mission to order more drinks it seemed, although Erin would question her suggestion for Kat. "Aren't...aren't they just gonna bring you milk? Do they even HAVE milk?" Erin asked, now curious. "Heck if I were them I'd throw you out and tell you to go get milk for the bar." She commented. Figuring Kat could use a real drink though Erin took one of 'hers' and put it down in front of the blonde. "There's your milk. Drink up." She said with a grin.

Tara, of course, needed little further encouragement.

"MILK!" Head rotating as if it was a spotlight, away from Erin and Kat to the poor barkeep likely questioning his career choices right now, Tara felt the need to scream a few times more.

"MILK! THREE SAUCERS..." Leaning on the counter, so much so that a few locks of her long hair had flown over onto the bar-keepers side, Tara's lack of volume control remained a consistent issue, as a cry-out now became a whisper.

"...Please..."

The bartender seemed dumbfounded when Tara pressed her about milk saucers. Kat, while still laughing uncontrollably, would move in behind Tara and hug her from behind, lifting her up and pulling her impaired friend from the stool after she uttered the word "Please".

"Haha, so sorry man. She um, she gets a way when she's drunk haha."

With Tara still in tow, Kat would turn to Erin and remark while still giggling: "Oh man! We're never gonna be allowed back here, haha"

Tara of course, was completely serious. With such in mind, it was hardly a surprise as to how she reacted next, given Kat was somewhat trying to halt her dreams.

"RELEASE ME FROM YOUR KUNG-FU GRIP!" Roaring part playfully, part seriously, Tara would jostle like a woman possessed in Katherine's soft hug, her legs inadvertently pushing the stool she was just sat upon in underneath the bar. She'd sooth herself however eventually, not from the efforts of Erin nor Kat, but the feeling upon her frame.

"Scratch that order...we got two big jugs right here!" Roaring again, Tara shimmied her shoulder blades, as to jostle Katherine's enormous bosom!

"Sheeeee's never gonna be allowed back in here." Erin laughed. She'd make an effort to poke Tara's shoulder as she spoke. The redhead wasn't about to get booted from a bar, at least not for ordering milk. If she was getting kicked out it was going to be for kicking ass. Erin was glad to see the bartender just roll their eyes though, most likely having heard weirder requests.

Erin took a sip of her drink and would find herself struggling to not spit it out as she saw Tara jostling Kat's boobs. She turned away, covered her mouth and tried to just swallow before turning back to Tara. "What do you mean TWO big jugs? I count four." Erin commented before proudly sticking out her own chest towards Tara and smiling.

Where as her two compatriots were both sober and embarrassed, Tara was evidently having the time of her life. And not simply because she was hammered.

Jostling yet still against Kat's big bouncy cushions, inadvertently making her own modest set jiggle, Tara's eyes would now be given something joyous to gaze upon; another huge set pushed out before her!

"OH...How silly of me..." Turning her head as to both nuzzle the busty heavyweight cuddling her and gaze directly at Erin's chest, Tara couldn't help but purr!

Kat rested her hands on her hips when Tara went for her voluminous chest. The blonde seemed to be quite alright with it, only blushing slightly as Tara began to indulge in her like a tipsy, horny schoolgirl.

She looked down at the pink haired woman with an amused look when she began going to town. Kat tilted her head to the side and muttered under her breath, just loud enough for anyone paying enough attention to hear: "With Tara, this was bound to happen at some point...."

When Erin stuck out her own chest as if offering herself to Tara,Katherine smiled.

"Oh, don't encourage her! Hehehe" She said while trying to stifle a giggle.

It seemed Erin found out quickly what kind of drunk Tara was. Hearing Kat's comment she laughed. "Well duh, she loves your huge rack." The redhead announced before continuing to laugh. She pulled her chest back and resumed drinking, letting Tara have her fun with the blonde behind her. She couldn't help but think they would both make an interesting pair.

"Haha why not? It's like my new favorite sport." Erin commented, having a bit of fun at Kat's expense. "Just get a room if you're gonna get reeeallly hands on. Alright Tara?" The redhead teased, wondering if she would actually be able to egg Tara on anymore. She assumed at some point Kat would try to stop her, or at least divert her attention back to her drinks.

Seemingly cooling down from her moment of outright rambunctiousness, smile and red cheeks still equipped, Tara would do something of an over exaggerated stretch as she slipped from the busty Kat's grip. Finding her stool once again, a single hick would escape the Korean's lips, as she leaned upon the bar.

"Hck...you guys are awesome..."