Saturday, 26 October 2013

Story: Fistful of Rito

And here's another fun little thing I threw together. I hope you like it. I intend to post all the stories from the last week or so to the addventure tomorrow (Sunday), so be sure to let me know if anything's wrong ASAP!



There are certain things one needs upon waking up naked with no real recollection of who you are. The reassurance of people that care about you, a calm and comfortable atmosphere, clothes to wear and a few simple facts about yourself to get a little perspective. With these elements in place, the amnesiac might well be able to tread easily on the path towards recovery of the self.

Or, on the other hand, they might well run off and encounter the absolute worst people to have to contend with. Pity poor Riko, who was dragged on inside Risa Momioka’s house just as a possible means of salvation happened to fly on by outside. Indeed, to briefly step away from Riko for a moment Lala had stopped in the street just outside that very building as a rather cute girl wearing glasses was walking towards it.

“Hello, Lala!” Mio said to her friend, giving her usual greeting: A quick grope to the rather prominent chest Lala had. “Perky and big as ever, I see!”

“Hello, Mio,” Lala replied, not even slightly bothered by this behaviour. Lala never was the sort to let a grope come between friends. “I was just wondering. Have you seen Rito at all today? It’s very important that I find him.”

“Sorry, dear, not seen him anywhere,” Mio said. She leaned in and whispered, “My goodness, but you need to learn to keep that man on a tighter leash. Maybe try serving him dinner in nothing but an apron? That way he won’t want to leave you alone!”

“Nothing… but… an apron…” Lala murmured, furiously scribbling in a notepad. “Got it! Thank you so much, Mio! See you later. I’ve really got to find him!”

“Always a pleasure,” Mio stated. “And remember to take pictures of whatever happens so we can give you follow-up advice!”

Off Lala went, while Mio Sawada watched her with a smile on her face. Then again it was hard to find a time where she wasn’t smiling; she was naturally pretty happy with herself. That girl was something else. Super hot, more curvaceous than a circle and was so naively innocent about the effect her body had that she had no problems with showing it off. In the slightest. The result was like a goddess cast from clay, something that she and Risa could easily mould at will into any shape they wanted. They’d never find someone more perfectly moldable than her, not in a million -

Her thought process stopped the moment she entered Risa’s room. While Risa was fully expected, naturally enough, another female presence was a little bit of a surprise. Almost any girl that knew Risa would have to be dragged into the room by wild horses, because “god only knows what would happen in there. I mean, she gropes people in public. Could you even begin to <i>imagine</i> what she does in private?”

Turned out the answer was “nothing much, actually.” But hey, certain rumours would persist. Which is why the shock that a girl would be present here. Especially a girl that was wearing a cute miniskirt, a blouse that didn’t quite fit her, and next to nothing else.

“So… Cute!” Mio whimpered, launching herself at the blushing girl and pulling her into a snug embrace from which there was no escape. “Too cute! Far too cute! Oh, where have you been hiding, you delightful little thing!”

“Now, now, Mio!” a voice whispered in her ear. “I’m excited as well, but you’re scaring the poor girl.”

Mio backed off with a quirked eyebrow and looked Risa in the eyes. She knew that look. That look said, “This goes beyond teasing”. That was the look of the super-rare long-term Risa plan! Mio swallowed a little nervously, the anticipation briefly overwhelming her.

“Sorry about that,” Risa said with a reassuring hand placed on the girl’s shoulder. “Mio gets a little excitable sometimes, and you <i>are</i> very, very cute.”

“It’s - It’s okay, I guess?” the girl said. “Um… Hello? Mio? I’m Riko, I think. Nice to meet you.”

“She… <i>thinks</i> she’s Riko?” Mio asked. “What, does she have amnesia or something?” A deathly silence fell over the room, making Mio feel right about as tall as her thumb. “Oh,” she said, not particularly usefully.

“That’s right!” Risa said. “I found the poor thing naked and scared, having to try to steal clothes without anything to her but a name and a ridiculously hot body! I couldn’t leave her alone like that!”

“Who could?” Mio replied with a nod. “Oh, you must have been so scared!”

“Y-Yeah,” Riko said. “I don’t remember much. I was on a date, I think? Then all of a sudden I’m naked and confused. I’d completely forgotten who I was and even how to put on a bra!”

“Clearly, we need to reteach this unfortunate soul so that she at least knows these basic elements of life! However else would she be able to function in society otherwise?” Risa said. “This is why I have decided that it is my duty to ensure she is taught everything she needs to know. Get it?” Risa said with a sly wink.

Mio nodded. Yep. She got the idea alright. Here she was, clay waiting to be moulded and it was time for them to get to sculpting.

“To begin with, we should at least find clothes which fit her properly. This blouse doesn’t quite cover her assets correctly, does it?”

“To my shame, alas, no,” Risa conceded, groping herself for emphasis. “My chest is impressive, but hers blows mine out of the water.”

“Ah! W-Well, I’m not nearly that big... I mean you’re pretty big, so - Meep!”

“Hm,” Mio muttered thoughtfully, reaching towards Riko’s chest and giving it a quick squeeze. Delightful. Positively delightful. “Oh, goodness me! I don’t think anything we have will fit correctly. We’re going to have to go clothes shopping, no way around it.”

Risa and Mio shared a look that only they understood, simply because they knew each other so very, very well. Clay in its purest form. A mind they could mould, a mind they could teach, and it was attached to one of the cutest bodies they’d ever encountered. This was going to be so, so much fun!

Except that neither of them reckoned with how pliable the clay they were about to mould was. Nor could they realise that sometimes, while you mould the clay it moulds you right back. But their first clue should have come when Riko, seemingly without realising she was even doing it, lifted a trembling hand towards Mio’s chest and gave it a gentle, hesitant squeeze.


  1. Riko goes clothes shopping with them, and starts to adopt a few of their mannerisms.
  2. Meanwhile, Rito Alpha encounters someone, and something very odd happens.
  3. Lala’s search continues, and she recruits someone else to help her out.
  4. Beta and Delta Rito talk for a little bit before doing anything else.
  5. Beta and Delta decide they need to search for Alpha and Gamma, and wind up going out with one of Lala’s sisters each… And something odd starts to happen as they spend time together.
  6. Something else

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