Story: A Likely Tail

Have you ever considered what it's like to be the little sister of an anime harem protagonist? It's not fun, let me tell you! Watching your dorky, average looking older brother suddenly getting surrounded by big breasted women with unusual quirks and personalities is quite, how to put it... Annoying? Disgusting? Off-putting? Emotions in that range of the spectrum.

Mikan was a serious girl. Really and truly! Of the siblings she was the far more mature and observant. For example, taking note of her dummy brother's affections for Haruna, and vice versa. Then there was that Yui girl's deep rooted attraction to him that she was trying to ignore, then toss in Lala's bubbly, airheaded attraction towards him...

Ugh! The whole thing was a total mess! So she wasn't entirely in the best of moods when she crept into Lala's room/laboratory/ever growing junkpile with medicine and found the supposedly sick alien tinkering away with something on her workbench, wearing a labcoat that was far too short for her and, incidentally showing off her panties for all to see.

"Ahem, pardon me! Knock knock!" Mikan said, rapping her knuckles up against the doorframe. Lala tilted her head and waved without a trace of shame, still bent over her workstation like she was inviting Mikan in for more than just a chat. "I've got your medicine. Right here."

"Danks!" Lala sniffed. "By dose has beeb bribing be crady!"

Translation: "Thanks, my nose has been driving me crazy." Mikan looked around and saw a mountain of used handkerchiefs piled up behind the door, like a monument to snot. This was a memorial to the war between whatever virus she'd caught and Lala's alien immune system. And it seemed sensible to Mikan to keep a close eye on it, back slowly away - Did it just wobble? Mikan gulped and took several strides backwards, until she felt herself bump up against something or other. Something sticky, clinging to her lower back!

A low whimper escaped her lips as she wondered with rising horror what she'd hit. Please don't be a used hanky, please don't be something gross full snot, please don't be - her trembling hand reached back to see what it was so she could at least dislodge it - then, to her great surprise, she found... A tail?

"What's this?" she asked, pulling it off and then dropping to her knees with a great big grin on her face. "Woah! Huh? That was... Something?"

"Oh, dat's my frofofype," Lala sniffed. A hearty sneeze later and her voice was much more clear. "Is a Deviluke tail. Working on better version."

Mikan stared at the little thing wiggling about in her hand with a keen interest. For a moment there, when she'd grabbed hold of it, she'd felt... Something. Really good. It felt like she'd eaten half her body weight in chocolate all at once, and she felt this powerful lingering sensation where it had been. It was telling her to put it back, try it out for a little while longer...

And that's where her maturity really showed through.

"Nope!" she declared, and tossed it out of the nearby window. Mikan had always resolved that she would never, ever fall to the temptation of something with addictive effects, and it seemed pretty clear to her that this tail somehow lay within that framework. "Wait, that was a prototype you said?"

"Uh huh!" Lala confirmed. "First model, made a few improvements since then."

And here we have her experience as the little sister to a harem protagonist starting to show through.

"What sort of improvements?" she asked.

"Better tactile feedback," Lala answered, then violently sneezed. "It now responds to the wearer's internal commands, so it can be controlled as though it was part of their own body!"

"... Which means it taps into the nervous system," Mikan concluded. Uh oh, she could see trouble brewing on the horizon. "Don't you think that could have... consequences if people wear it too long?"

"I dunno... Maybe we should ask?"

That trouble was creeping closer. "Ask who?" Mikan asked. "You mean, you've given tails like this to girls already?"

"Yep!" Lala said, then counted off on her fingers. Counting off! On her fingers! Suddenly Mikan's face was turning blue from worry. "Um... Haruna's got one... So does Yui, though she didn't really seem interested at first. Oh! Then I gave one to Run, she thought the whole thing sounded funny."

Well Mikan certainly didn't! That trouble was now a gathering storm bearing down on them and Mikan was absolutely terrified of storms!

"Um... Maybe don't make more of those until I talk to those girls?" Mikan suggested. "I've got some phone calls to make, be right back!"


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This was silly. This was unnecessary. However! Yui Kotegawa had set out with a simple intention. She would prove once and for all that Lala's alien physique was no excuse for her wanton behaviour, tail or no tail she could behave like a prim and productive member of Earth society!

Hence Yui's current position: Wearing jeans and a blouse while heading out, with the tail wrapped around her waist. Out doing some shopping. She had worn the tail for about an hour now and only had one or two dozen erotic thoughts while out.

For example, the bananas here looked rather phallic. They reminded her of Rito's... She shook her head. The tail pulsed and shifted around her waist, stroking her trim tummy. But Yui ignored it. The temptation was there, but she would not succumb! She was made of stronger stuff than this, and it would take a lot more than a mere prosthetic tail to drive her insane with bliss.

"Hey, did you remember to test that code you were working on?" she heard another random shopper ask his friend.

"Huh? Yeah, I guess so. It does what I expect it to, for what I'll be using it for."

"Man, that's no good at all! You wanna test something out properly, you gotta take it to the limits. Push the boundaries to see where it bends and where it breaks. Otherwise, you may not notice a problem until it's too late."

Yui found herself nodding along with what they were saying. Yes. That did make a great deal of sense. Going out and about with her brand new tail, doing the things she normally did, that wasn't going to properly test it out. Now was it? If she was going to make this point properly, she had to push herself to the very limit. Prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that a little self control was sufficient to ensure one did not indulge in shameful behaviour.

Which led her to a conclusion that would have shocked her even an hour ago: After shopping here and now, she would go home. Enter her room. Knock the door. Then spend the rest of the night rubbing her tail while thinking of Rito's naked body. She would imagine him naked, slathered in a thin layer of butter while he took her in the missionary position with the lights off. Yes, that seemed suitably perverse! A perfect way to taste the apple without eating the rest of it.

Of course, the increase in her heart rate had nothing to do with anticipation. Okay, no, it did: She greatly anticipated getting the naughty, dirty deed over with so she could stand proud and say that she could freely resist a tremendous temptation. That was all that she anticipated. Not the deed itself, but the aftermath. Yes. Yes! She would be a perfect shining example of how a woman should be! Mindful of her deeds and words, not driven by base lust or the animalistic bestial needs stirred by one's loins!

"You also have to make sure to remember to stress test it," the conversation continued a little behind her. "Maybe it'll work the first time you push the limits, but if you try it again and again maybe it breaks then."

Ah, that was also a good point. Perhaps... Perhaps Yui ought to consider indulging in several of these sessions? Yes, that made sense. Do it once a day - No, make that twice a day for a week, maybe a month, maybe even a year! That way she could properly prove herself. Prove her point. Prove her strength, and inspire others to follow her lead. Rub that tail. Rub it really good until she couldn't take it any more. Yes... yes! Yui could hardly wait!

"Hey, buddy! Were you even listening to me right now?"

"Huh? No buddy... I was distracted by the babe leaning over the bananas. Those jeans make her butt really pop, you know?"

... And now Yui was being brought back to reality.

"Woah, no kidding. Yeah, gee. That'd distract me too!"


"Shameless!" Yui yelled, wheeling around to slap them both, then stormed off. "Honestly, can't a girl even get some shopping done these days without being ogled at? Shameless..." Her tail stroked her stomach teasingly, and a slight smile started to creep onto her face. "Absolutely shameless!"

1. Mikan goes into damage control mode.
2. The prototype landed on Rito's head, unleashing his repressed libido onto the world at large.
3. Back to Haruna playing with her tail.
4.  tries to get a tailsurbation session going, but keeps getting interrupted.
5. Run has a tail, and is already having fun.
6. Something else