Story: Kiss-O-Matic

Naru was lost in it. The kissing sensation was completely mind numbing. Why had she been fighting this again? So hard to remember. She was barely aware of Mitsune, her best friend and kissing partner, slipping a hand behind her back and gently leading her off and away. She could feel her lips throbbing, growing, becoming more and more sensitive with each passing moment. Like little puffs of pleasure plumping up her lips. It didn't hurt at all that Mitsune was so strangely gentle, which was a little strange. She'd always been kind of a tease so it was a surprise to find her being so -

"And time for your first lesson."

Naru let out a little whine when Mitsune pulled those luscious lips away from her own. She instinctively ran her tongue around them. Definitely swollen. Her eyes rolled up and she had to brace herself against the wall.

"Hey, hey now!" Mitsune admonished. "Plenty of time for that later. After I teach you how to lure Keitaro into bed."

"Lure Keitaro into bed..." Naru blinked. Dreamy sigh. "Yes, that sounds - What am I saying?! I don't want that pervy loser in my bed!"

Before she could point out that this was transparently the work of that accursed kissing machine messing with their heads Mitsune darted forward with remarkable speed and did nothing more than press her lips up against Naru's. No tongue. No teasing. Not even very forcefully. It was just a very slight pressure to calm her down.

"Lesson one. Presentation," Mitsune said. Naru tried to bob her head forward to get another smooch, but Mitsune had a hand on Naru's forehead. "Naru, what does a man prefer? Tight clothing, or loose clothing?"

"Tight clothing," Naru answered without thinking about it. Her head rolled around. Eyes unfocused. "Shows off the body. Leaves less to the imagination."

Mitsune waved her finger in front of Naru's face. "Tsk, tsk! Wrong answer!" Naru was gently pushed up against the wall. At first her thought was that Mitsune was going to go for the rough kiss, and her heart spiked. Ah! No, stop that! D-Don't imagine what that feels like, fight back against... Mitsune turned around and strolled off. For some reason she was getting very distracted by something tight and round right in front of her.

"Tight clothing is the one-punch killing blow," Mitsune said. "You show it all up front and get them excited. But if you don't finish them there and then, you might not finish them ever."

Naru blinked. Weird. That sort of sounded like she was using fighting words. Why was she phrasing it like that? Gulp. And why was she leaning over the dresser like that? Her shirt slid just a little bit down her shoulder. Revealing bare skin. It was smooth, enticing. Mesmerizingly kissable. Then Mitsune shifted her position, and Naru suddenly realised her tongue was sitting comfortably in the corner of her mouth.

"A true master of seduction uses loose-fitting clothing to get their target hot and bothered," Mitsune explained. Her hand trailed down her front and she absently scratched her waist, pulling up her shirt to reveal a delectably fit stomach. What would it taste like if she stuck her tongue in that navel? "It's easy to get a boy nice and excited without being obvious about it. Do you know why that works?"

"B-Because boys are perverts?"

"Well, that." The shirt dropped down. Ugh! What was wrong with her? "Boys like a lot of things that are pretty perverted. They like seeing things they're not meant to. They like feeling wanted. They like feeling in control."

It was the machine. It was doing this to her! Naru licked her lips and whimpered. Making her feel so sensitive there. Causing her lips to grow and swell and need to be on something, smooching something. Her fist would have to do. At least it would if Mitsune would just let go of her wrist!

"I-I've changed my mind!" Naru protested. "D-Don't want to let that machine control me any more." She tried to pull her wrist out of Mitsune's reach, but the wily girl darted in and kissed Naru right on the nose. No! Not fair! So close...

"What machine?" Mitsune asked. She was so close. It would be so easy. Bob her head forward and steal a peck on the lips. Her lips felt like they were going to burst if they didn't kiss something soon. "Really, Naru, is your imagination getting the better of you again?"

"Don't give me that! Su invented a kissing machine and it - It's making us act funny!"

"Oh, dear!" Mitsune gasped in a strangely sensual manner. "This might just be the worst case of tsunderitis in recorded history. You're going so far as to make things up to pretend you don't like the boy you like."

Make it up? "No, there was a machine!" Naru protested. "Remember? Y-You and Su told me about it and - And!"


Mitsune frowned at her. "I haven't seen Su all day. Naru, you begged me to show you how to get our landlord interested in you. So I came up here to show you."

That wasn't what happened. Was it? Ooh! Her body felt too weird. Head couldn't focus. Need to kiss. Need to smooch. That would clear her head if only for a little while! That was proof right there, wasn't it? That her lips were so big and sensitive -

Mitsune interrupted that thought process by sticking her index finger in Naru's mouth. The redhead whimpered and began to suck on it, licked it with her tongue. Worshipped that finger like she'd found a new religion.

"There's no harm in learning, is there?" Mitsune asked. "I mean, you don't have to apply the lessons if you don't want to. I will teach you the ways of the Hot Side of the Force." The perpetual tease pulled the finger away, and Naru's head bobbed after it like a fish going after food. "You already know how to dress up cute, so I guess we should focus on body language."

"Mmmnn?" Naru asked.

Mitsune nodded and pulled the finger out of Naru's mouth with a loud, satisfying-sounding plop. "Yes, that's right. Body language. Let's start by having you seduce me."

"Nnnnoo. Not seducing you!"


"If you can, the next lesson is how to properly french kiss."

Naru immediately clasped her hands behind her back and gave Mitsune the cutesie look. The puppy-dog eye treatment. She was good at that. Crook the leg a little, play up the innocence factor. Internally she was resisting the urge to breathe heavily. Her heart was pounding. She wanted that lesson despite herself!

Instead she got bapped on the head with a rolled-up magazine.

"Eh, wrong! That's not how you seduce someone! That's how you ask someone if you can borrow money."

"What? What did I do wrong?!" Naru yelled back, then reflexively licked those super-sensitive lips and added, "N-Not that I was trying to seduce you or anything."

"Sure you weren't."

Naru turned to scowl at her friend for acting so weird... And then she felt it. That stare. It felt like she was looking into an oven. Hot. Steamy. Intense. Mitsune had only opened her eyes a fraction beyond her normal degree, but there was something in that gaze which was bright and brilliant and making Naru feel very sticky and clammy.

"It's all in the eyes," Mitsune explained. "Not the butt or the boobs or the legs. Mmm... Let their eyes roam over your body, then pretend that you didn't notice. The boy will make eye contact to be polite. Use your eyes to tell them it's okay to look. Okay to touch. Okay to feel."

Mitsune's hands slammed down on either side of Naru's head, pinning her to the wall. "And a boy like our landlord will be putty." Smooch. "In." Another smooch. "Your." Yet another smooch. "Lips." Another smooch, this time with tongue. Glorious tongue. Swirling around in her mouth like it was trying to scoop out her brains. Given that Naru felt pretty lightheaded at the moment she might have managed it.

"But for a first timer like you, it might be a good idea to have a little... Backup," Mitsune whispered. "If there's any one thing no straight man can resist, it's an offer for a threesome with two hot, willing babes. Are you game?"

She shouldn't. It was so naughty. It wasn't the sort of thing she did at all. Then again... Either she was having delusions about a kissing machine, or she was under its influence. In the case of the former, she should probably follow this course of action to help herself psychologically recover. In the case of the latter, she wasn't responsible for her own actions anymore.

Either way: Perfect justification for a horny tsundere to get some action with the boy she'd been craving for months.

"Okay," Naru sighed, giving up the fight. It was the rational thing to do. Right? "Okay! A threesome sounds fun!"

Then she stepped away from Mitsune and went straight for her personal planner.

"Uh..." Mitsune asked. "What are you doing?"

"Looking for Mutsumi's number!" Naru smiled back. Ooh! Smiling felt good too! "She's a total babe. I can't wait to kiss her body all over!"

And now it was Mitsune's turn to be speechless. Right. She had forgotten how stupid and oblivious Naru could be at times. It was just one of those things that made her extra cute.

Hrm... Then again this wasn't a total loss for the tricky prankster babe. The landlord, Naru and Mutsumi in a threesome? If she could find a good vantage point, try to make sure that scatterbrained beauty got hit by the machine as well... Ooh! They would certainly have a fun old time down at Hinata dorm tonight!

1. Su finds Motoko and her new kiss slave, interviews them.
2. Su is making Kiss-o-matic v2.0.
3. Shinobu is the one that finds Motoko and the kiss slave.
4. Mitsune decides to continue teaching Naru how to be seductive and sultry.
5. Keitaro is about to arrive home after a long, tiring day.
6. Something else