Kiss-O-Matic
Naru Narusegawa was the number one ranked student preparing for university in Japan. Her preparation test scores were consistently at the top in every subject she took. English. History. Science. She was smart, knew how to prepare for exams and worked very hard and diligently to get to where she was.
Which might make those aware of this confluence of facts to stare in muted confusion at the sight of her dropped to her knees in the middle of a hallway enthusiastically smooching the back of her own hand.
"Mmmm!" she whimpered. Quite articulate, wasn't she? Well, if we were to translate this from 'moanese', then what she was saying was "St-Stop this! It's so embarrassing! Ah!"
With her other hand, Naru grasped firmly onto her wrist and pulled her hand away. In response, her head followed after with small pleading sounds shamefully escaping her far too sensitive lips. Ah! Why was her own body betraying her at a time like this! No matter how she tugged her arm her head (hence, lips) could easily follow after! What should she do in a situation like this?
The best answer she could come up with was "don't give up." If she gave up, it would mean her sensitive lips would completely control her every single action. It meant she'd do something she'd really regret. Like kissing that jerk Keitaro again! Kissing him right on his... His soft lips, his dumb nerdy cheeks. She'd nibble on his ear, leave trails of tender kisses all down his neck, down his surprisingly muscular chest and mm, oh yes, taste his defined six pack before wrapping her sensitive lips all the way around his big, fat -
"Naru punch! OW!"
Ow! Ow! Owies, ow! Maybe punching her forearm like that wasn't the brightest thing to do in the world. Oooh, that smarts! Oooh, that stings! But hey, on the bright side she wasn't making out with her own hand anymore. How could she when she'd almost broken her own arm? It hurt so badly! Ah! M-Maybe if she kissed it, then it would feel better...?
"Oh, what's this?" Mitsune asked, suddenly appearing over Naru's shoulder like a shoulder devil. "Is this a new dance craze you're inventing? My, my! Everyone do the Narusegawa! Pump your arm and twist those hips!"
"Not helping!" Naru yelled. "Tsk! This hurts more than I was expecting..."
Her voice trailed off. And why shouldn't it? Mitsune... Her lips were never that big before, were they? Look at them. They were so much... Bigger. Her friend ran a tongue along those lips and Naru shuddered, and repeated the gesture. So much bigger. All the better to kiss her with. Those big. Soft. Enticing. Delicious. Sensitive. Irresistible. Divine.
"Is something wrong?" Mitsune asked. "Maybe there's something you want."
"N-no, not really!" Naru replied in typical tsunderish fashion. "I - I don't want anything right now, and I'd tell you if I diiiiiiii~"
Now, the reason that she trailed off was really quite simple. Namely. Mitsune's pinky finger on her left hand had begun to trace circles around Naru's mouth. Not quite touching the lips, but nearly enough that it made her feel like... Like a starving man trapped behind glass while a feast lay spread out on a table on the other side. So close, but not quite there.
"Are you sure you don't want anything right now?" Mitsune asked in her usual teasing way. That finger kept right on circling around Naru's mouth, still not touching the lips, and now Naru's own face was trying to move to make her do it. Not succeeding, but trying nonetheless. "Because it very much looks like you want something. Hm? Am I wrong? You'd love nothing more than to kiss our handsome dorm manager, wouldn't you? Sit down with him and kiss him for hours and hours."
"Yessssss..." Naru hissed. "I mean, no! Why would I want to kiss that - Never mind him for now! Ah! I forgot what I was doing just now! Mitsune, we have to be careful! There's a robotic thing on the loose stealing kisses left and right!"
"Oh? You've seen a robotic thing?" Su asked, hanging upside down from the ceiling. Somehow. It wasn't like there was anything up there to wrap her legs around. The young inventor flipped over a notebook and showed a detailed drawing. "Did it look like this?"
"Yes! That's it! That's the thing we have to look out for! It's already got Motoko, and -"
On that day, at that very moment, anyone listening closely enough might actually have heard the gears creaking and turning inside Naru's head.
"You made that thing?!"
"Yep, yep! Mitsune's helping me study the effects it has. For example, it's made her lips grow, and it makes people really want to kiss. Maybe if I got you together with mister landlord, that might have interesting results..."
"Interesting results!" Naru huffed. "Why on earth would I want anything to do with -"
A finger tapped her on the shoulder. Naru turned. Saw Keitaro. A full minute later she realised she was making out with a photo of him and pulled herself away while gasping for air.
"Alright, maybe the machine is making me a little kiss happy," Naru admitted. "But - But it's only because of the machine! It's not like I want to kiss him or anything."
"Oh, Naru!" Mitsune chuckled. "You're just so cute. It makes me want to kiss you, too. Maybe the machine has brought out your latent desires. Did you ever consider that?"
The two of them had been friends for years. Mitsune loved teasing people, playfully and joyfully. It didn't bother her. Not really. She was more or less used to it. Even the points about Keitaro didn't really faze her. What did surprise her was when Mitsune left an opening that wide open for her to exploit.
"If it's bringing out my latent desires," Naru sniffed. "Then what was that remark about wanting to kiss me? Was that... Uh... Mitsune! What are you doing?!"
"She appears to be kissing your neck," Su said. "I suppose it might be difficult to see from that angle, but I can see it quite well! Would you like me to describe it in detail?"
"Oh, yes, please," Naru sighed, and her eyes fluttered, and then she quickly snapped out of it and yelled "No, no, thank you! Mitsune, stop! What are you doing?"
"What I've wanted to do for the longest time," Mitsune whispered. Her lips brushed ever so lightly against her earlobe, and Naru caught herself pouting and licking her sensitive lips without even knowing what she was doing. "I'm nuzzling on your hot neck with my engorged kissers. I'm pressing my body inches closer to you until my dense, hot breasts are barely grazing against your back. I'm moistening my lips with light dabs of my wet, thick tongue to better soften my swollen smoochers for your pleasure. I'm making every moment between us a half-second you'll never forget, all thanks to the softest touches of my mouth against your sensitive skin, only to wipe all those memories away when I show you what a passionate woman like me can do when I kiss you for real."
"M-Mitsune, you can't let this machine take control! You have to fight it!"
"Fight it?" Mitsune purred. "Right now, you want to press those lips against something. Anything at all. They're tingling with anticipation. Begging you for contact that you're denying them, making that feeling grow even stronger." Another kiss, this time on Naru's cheek. So close. So close to her lips. "You shouldn't be so stubborn. It makes it so much worse. Give in, and you take control. Give in, and kiss me like you know you want to."
She shouldn't. She really, really shouldn't do that. The more she fed this beast the harder it would be to stop. Her lips were tingling, and not just the ones on her mouth. The touch of Mitsune's mouth against her skin was intoxicating, the words she was whispering through them making her feel funny all over. But she was the number one student in the country for a reason! She was determined, stubborn and -
"I'll teach you how to use those lips to satisfy Keitaro..."
"Deal!" Naru squeaked, then turned and threw herself in a determined, stubborn way right against Mitsune to the point she was pinning her friend to the wall.
"Ooooh, wow!" Su cooed while furiously scribbling in her notebook. "This is such interesting data! I can definitely use this! Yes, most definitely! By the time I am finished, the Kiss-o-matic v2.0 will be a true masterpiece of science!"
Nobody really noticed within the dorm as they were all... differently occupied, but even though the weather was clear outside there was a mysterious thunderstrike right at the same exact moment Su said the word “science”. Ah well. It probably didn't mean anything.
- Keitaro arrives and finds....
- Mitsune teaches Naru how to be a great kisser.
- Motoko turns Kanako into her kiss slave.
- Mutsumi decides to visit at the worst possible time.
- Shinobu sees something she immediately represses.
- Something else
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