VTX was different from anything any of the group's members had ever experienced.
Surrounded by people on two, four, or even six legs, it was surreal to see them walk, crawl, or slither.
"Cero!" Tina grabbed his arm. "Let's go this way! Apparently they have a rave going like 2 minutes away."
"Yes, yes!" Gina said, grabbing his other arm. "Should be cool!"
"Sure, sounds fun." He nodded. "What do you think, Roka?"
She stared for a moment. "Yeah, alright." Roka wasn't in the best mood. The twins had been smart, deciding to slut it up before leaving the ship.
Gina and Tina, as usual, wore identical clothing. As a top, a skimpy, strapless bralette of thin crisscrossed fabric. Below, tight shorts so short Roka feared their pubic hair might just show.
'Well, we are here on official state business, though. Why would I bring clothes like that?'
