Just a little something continuing from here. To be honest, I'm not quite as familiar with Negima as I probably ought to be. Most of what's here is based on things gleamed off the wiki.
Irony is an oft misused term. Some writers seem to believe that it means
poetic justice, some think it means an interesting twist of fate but
alas they would be quite incorrect. Such things can be ironic, but are
not universally so. The actual definition of such situational irony is "
an incongruity between what is expected or intended and what actually
occurs."
Therefore, it would not be considered ironic that a ninja likes
libraries because they are typically nice and quiet. Nor would it be
ironic to state that this particular ninja heard rather a ruckus over in
one section of the library, and decided to investigate. Nor would it be
remotely ironic to say that after she was transformed by an unexpected
blast of magical energy, the library once again fell momentarily quiet.
None of the above can be considered ironic. They can, however, be
considered an apt description of what actually transpired.
"Hello de gozaru!" Kaede said, giving a friendly wave to her
friends. After a moment, she paused and tilted her head. "Is something
wrong? What are you staring at de gozaru?"
"Oh my goodness,"
Chizuru said, looking at her pointed fingers in shock. "I am terribly
sorry Kaede, I did not mean to do that." She slapped her hand in an act
of self punishment. "Pointing at you like that is so rude and
inconsiderate!"
"Pointing at her?!" Asuna yelled. "You did a hell of a lot more than tha- tha - Oh! Yue! St-stop that!"
"But I'm still thirsty," Yue said, stopping only for that long before taking another drink.
"Is everybody feeling alright?" Kaede whispered to Konoka. "They seem to be behaving rather unusually today de gozaru."
"Now
that you mention it, they have been a little bit off," Konoka nodded
her head in complete agreement. "What about you? Still trying to raise
those darling twins of yours into competent, sexy ninja?"
"Indeed de gozaru! But, it is so trying. Do you like my new outfit?"
By
now the two girls were chatting away, and ignoring the ongoing chaos
embroiling just a few feet away. Asuna struggled in vain against her
bonds, Yue licked away furiously, Chizuru struggling to keep them calm
because they were so obviously restless and needed to get some sleep...
"I was about to say," Konoka said, nodding in appreciation. "A jet
black apron that hides your tight, tight shorts and tiny bra creating
the illusion that you are naked, when in fact, you are merely scantily
clad."
"A ninja's first priority is to misdirect de gozaru," Kaede nodded
sagely. "Try to get them to calm down a little, they must surely be
quite disturbing to anyone else that may wish to use the library. I have
to leave de gozaru."
"Leaving so soon?"
"Oh, you know how those twins are de gozaru. You can't leave them alone without them formulating a new prank."
Fuka and Fumika stared at the cowering Nodoka, quite uncertain of what to make of her.
"Doesn't she seem a bit on edge to you?" Fumika said.
"Yes, yes!" Fuka agreed. "I wonder what's wrong with her."
If
one were to look closely, one might have almost caught the glimmer of
mirth in her eyes as she considered the situation before her.
"Maybe all she needs is a great big shock," Fuka said, smiling a little too sweetly to be believed.
"I
don't think that's such a good idea..." Fumika warned with a weary
sigh. She knew it wouldn't do any good, but she had to try!
"Nonsense! We'll creep up on her, give her a scare, then we all
laugh about it and ask her what's the matter. No harm, no trouble."
"... Alright, but I still don't like this."
The two crept forward in perfect unison towards their cowering
classmate. Inch by inch they approached, silent as a summer breeze. Once
the pair were within reaching distance, Fuka reached out a hand,
grabbing Nodoka's shoulder as firmly as her small hand would permit and
intentionally deepened her voice as far as it would go.
"Who dares come to my libr-"
Nodoka span around, and pointed
one hand at both girls. "Engweld Ranusta!" she yelled, catching both
girls flat footed as the energy ball hit them dead in the chest. The
pranksters intending to surprise an unwary victim had themselves been
caught by surprise, and by someone that very much intended not to
surprise anyone in any way.
That is irony.
Here in her
native habitat we can see an irate Ayaka attempting to rally her
fledgling tribe. Though she is desperately eager to begin her attempt to
seize control over the school post haste, she is frustrated by her
underling's lack of intelligence.
"Not to mention the scantily clad narrator that won't shut up!"
Ayaka continued, making quite the ironic complaint about someone else's
state of atire that most certainly did not go unnoticed.
"A pornographic documentary..." Kazumi mused, idly rubbing her chin with
one hand while recording proceedings with her phone in the other. "I
like it! The two of us, we'll go miles!" she declared, putting her arm
over the naked shoulder of a certain sexy narrator.
"That's it, I'm gone!" Ayaka declared, pushing her way towards the
door. "Come with me, and I'll make some new bimbos for you! And you
pair! Do not get in our way!"
But of course, neither narrator nor
camerawoman had any intention of getting in the way of the inevitable
proceedings. In fact, it should be remarkably... Educational to witness
and record firsthand the inevitable mating practises. Then again, it may
also be necessary to provoke events slightly in order to.... learn
anything at all. Direct involvment may become necessary to stimulate
events further still.
"Didn't you promise the winner a reward?" Kazumi interjected, just
as Ayaka put her delicate yet powerful hand upon the door. Her muscles
tense up, causing some wonderfully sensual ripplings of her flesh all
down her body, and she reluctantly turns towards Ako, who was performing
the picture perfect example of the infamous"puppy dog eyes" technique.
See how her eyes shimmer with hopeful adoration, see how her lip
trembles ever so slightly to further enhance the effect of a helpless,
pleading innocent. What makes this especially fascinating is the fact
that she is completely nude and appears to have the remnants of Makie's
orgasmic discharge staining her chin, at least for the time being.
This is a precarious position for the leader of this tribe. Each
second she delays the risk increases of her tribe's potential size
decreasing. Yet if she denies this request, she risks losing the trust
and adoration of her airheaded charges.
"Yes, thank you! I am quite aware of this!" Ayaka snapped, then
sighed quite wearily. "Fine. Your reward is that you may hug me as we
hunt down converts."
"Yay!" squealed the pleased subordinate, in
the process displaying its pleasure with the procedure via the long
lasting ritual observed amongst this kind by skipping in place followed
by wrapping her arms around her leader's waist, nuzzling her head
lovingly into Ayaka's shoulder in a display of devotion and eternal
affection.
"We have wasted enough time!" Ayaka sniffed, pleased at having
reasserted her domination over the situation. "Makie, if you can stand,
do so. If you cannot, crawl after us. We have some converts to locate!"
As instructed, Makie flipped over onto her hands and knees so that
she could use whatever remnants of strength she had left in her to crawl
after the pair.
"The two of you may come as well, so long as you
do not interfere," Ayaka said, attempting to storm out of the room but
failing to do so because of the additional weight hanging off one side.
Instead, the two adopted a gait that some might consider equal parts
adorable and impossibly sexy, managing to take impossibly girlish steps
together in tandem as they left the room.
"Cumming, cumming, cumming ohmygodyes!" called a voice from down the
corridor. We cannot as yet see the source of this voice, but we can
certainly witness Ayaka's reaction to it. Notice the slackening of the
jaw, the widening of the eyes. These are typical traits assigned to a
sudden debilitating shock and - oh my goodness, how fascinating! It
would appear that we have stumbled upon that rarest of rare sights, the
dickgirl! But not merely one dickgirl, dear me no! We have discovered
two! One appears to be in a state of unconsciousness that a prrimary
examination of the evidence suggests was caused by little less than an
overpowering, mindblowing orgasm.
Further, we can now tell that the source of the moans of pleasure
that caught our earlier attention were coming from a transformed Haruna,
who was in the process of extraneous mating procedures with the
remaining dickgirl. What a fascinating encounter! I cannot help but
wonder how this meeting will play out, and hope that the two groups will
interact for an extended period so that we may learn much, much more
about them both.
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