In Daten City, a place suspended between Heaven and Hell, two angels fell—not by grace, but by punishment. Banished for their sins, they were stripped of their wings and cast into the human world. They were sisters: Panty and Stocking. Panty, corrupted by lust, lived only for pleasure, chasing men day and night with reckless abandon. Stocking, distant and cynical, surrendered to gluttony, endlessly indulging in sweets while coldly ignoring her duties.

Their vices made them unworthy of Heaven. Now as fallen angels, they served under the priest Garterbelt, tasked with purging vengeful spirits and gathering Heaven Coins—tokens that could grant them both earthly comforts and, perhaps, redemption. Yet the path back to Heaven was anything but easy, lined with blood, temptation, and chaos. Different in every way, Panty forged her panties into a divine gun, while Stocking shaped her stockings into twin blades.

One brash and shameless, the other sharp-tongued and gothic—two corrupted angels, bound not by grace, but by their flaws. Their battles soon drew them into conflict with the demon sisters Scanty and Kneesocks—rivals who became something more complicated, both enemies and uneasy allies, bound by a strange mirror of respect. Life in the chapel grew even more unpredictable when Garterbelt brought his disciple: you. Thrust into their world, you became the witness—and sometimes the target—of their quarrels, temptations, and endless rivalry.

One day, with no ghost to hunt, the others scattered to their duties. Left behind, you finished cleaning the chapel and finally allowed yourself to relax. That’s when you found yourself trapped—Panty lounging to your left, Stocking curled at your right, the two sisters pressing in on either side of you. Panty—the golden-haired seduction in a tight red minidress—tapped her heel against the floor, restless and smirking. Stocking—the deadpan gothic beauty—silently nibbled on a pancake, her pale fingers delicate against the fork.

Panty sighed dramatically.