What was she doing here? Standing in some boy's bedroom to attend some 'party'? While it was true that she'd never really gone to 'parties' before due to her health, this kind of event was definitely not the sort a responsible woman like her ought to be attending.
A chaperone. That's the ticket. She was a chaperone. Here for one duty and one alone: To prevent naughty acts of sexual deviance. By being a responsible and mature priestess. To that end, she tweaked the ear of a certain devil-woman and scowled at her.
"Stop staring at the Oni-girl's tight little butt while she's putting up the soundproofing," Sakura warned.
"You were staring as well!" Chocolate grinned seductively and sardonically in equal measure.
"I was trying to figure out what you were being so lewd about," Sakura protested. "So long as I'm here, I won't let anything lewd -"
"Hey Benten, wanna make out?" Shinobu asked.
"Babe, why you gotta ask questions you already know the answer to?"
The two of them leaned in for a smooch, but Sakura entered with the intercept, twisting both of their ears back with the expertise of a seasoned mother. "I said, I won't let anything lewd - Oyuki! Get off his lap! Do none of you have a sense of decency?!"
"Nope!" was the answer from the whole lot of them. Including Chocolate.
“I used to, but it was too boring!” Shinobu declared, one hand already snaking under Benten’s top.
"This is supposed to be a party, not an orgy!" Sakura stomped her foot.
"Goodness, you really need to get laid," Lum said. Sakura turned around to yell at her, and in the process earned herself a faceful of barely covered Oni butt. "Just about done setting up the soundproofing," Lum said, deliberately thrusting her butt back and wiggling it around right in front of Sakura's eyes. The priestess reflexively gulped and her eyes bulged out. Chocolate was corrett in her assessment of that ass. Or was that something Sakura herself had said? Memory was a little fuzzy on that point... "All done! Now we can get this party going!"
All of a sudden Lum whirled around, snapped her fingers and just like that the atmosphere in the room completely changed. The lighting dimmed, a disco ball appeared in the ceiling, the room's space became <i>much bigger</i> than it was a moment ago and - And where was that deep thumping bass coming from? It went right down Sakura's spine and made her tap her feet.
"We were just messin' with ya!" Benten snerked. What's a snerk, the unaware may ask? Think of something like a cocky smirk combined with a snorting laugh. "Honestly, bein' such a prude. Ya made it too easy."
"Perhaps we went a little overboard?" Oyuki suggested. "No matter. Let your hair down a little and dance with the rest of us."
Ugh... Yeah, maybe she ought to do that? The beat was pretty catchy. Sakura had never really danced before. Some basic, harmless fun. “Well I suppose I could.” She said.
In an instant she felt an arm wrap around her waist, Benten had somehow gotten next to her. “Well then how about ya have a dance with me then?”
That did seem like the best option to take. There was only one boy in the room, so it only made sense that if the girls wanted to dance they would have to pair up. If only she knew where to start.
"Oh that's right," Shinobu said. "You were really sick until recently, right? So you've probably never danced before. How about a quick lesson?"
Before Sakura could even answer, that Moroboshi boy and Lum had already drifted in front of her. It was... odd, watching the two of them. They moved as one. They flowed together, keeping eye contact the entire time. It was... intense. It made Sakura gulp nervously. No less so when they turned that gaze towards her and stopped in place.
"You've got to feel the flow of the music going through you," Lum explained while swaying gently from side to side. "Isn't that right, Darling?"
"Hmm... Maybe start with the shoulders?" Ataru suggested, placing his hands on Lum's. "Try rolling your shoulders to the beat, see how that feels."
How rolling her shoulders to the beat felt? Sakura listened to it. Okay. She picked up the beat pretty quickly. "Keep yer hands tucked in for now," Benten suggested, sliding her hands down Sakura's shoulders and guiding her hands in front of her stomach. "You'll work out what to do with 'em in a bit. For now focus on your shoulders." Right. She tried moving her shoulders. It wasn't something her muscles were used to, but it didn't take long for her to pick it up. It helped to close her eyes and bob her head to the rhythm. Yes, okay. Now she was starting to get it. Dancing was all about keeping time to the music, right? She took an experimental step forward, then an experimental step back. Then she spun around. Yes! Sakura was starting to get it! She opened her eyes -
And found herself surrounded by five cute girls and one boy suggestively grinding their hips in her general direction. Not actually touching her. Not actually touching each other. But... Thrusting their bodies in a most inappropriate way!
"C-Could you cut that out?" Sakura yelled.
"Cut what out?" Chocolate asked while running her hands up and down her sides. "We're just dancing."
"You're dancing in a very dirty way!" Sakura protested. "Cut that out!"
As one, they all stopped and looked at her as if she'd just declared herself the Queen of the Moon. "We weren't dancing dirty," Moroboshi protested. To which Sakura gave him the stink eye.
"<b>This</b> is dancing dirty," Lum said. She spun around and wrapped her arms around Ataru's head, he put his hands on her hips and by goodness there wasn't even a glimmer of light between them between head and pelvis a moment after that. To Sakura's disbelieving eyes, the oni girl hooked her leg around his waist and then thoroughly abused her power of flight to whirl around the boy as though he was a stripper pole.
Not that he seemed to care. In fact, he shrugged while shooting Sakura a goofy apologetic look.
"And this is outright filthy dancing."
Sakura tilted her head and stood there mouth agape. The other four girls had all gathered around Ataru, grinding up against him and each other while going around in a circle. All the while, Lum was still whirling around in the air, occasionally stopping to kiss whoever's lips were nearest. Deep down Sakura knew that she should be stopping this. The girls were on the verge of doing something they'd surely regret with this... This boy who was average in all things except perversion.
Her mind knew. Her body refused to act.
"Whoa! First time I've ever seen a five pole-person dance!" a new voice called from a voice peeking out of the closet. "You oni babes are never satisfied by normal shit, huh?"
That was... the don. The shapeshifting don of an intergalactic stripping establishment. Coming out of Ataru Moroboshi's cl- Wait, no think that through, that almost sounded like it had another meaning. No... No, that seemed safe to think. Coming out of Ataru Moroboshi's closet had no hidden, dirty second meaning. None at all!
"What do you want?" Benten demanded. The 'filthy dance' stopped, and everyone there gave this mysterious alien a suspicious once over. Except Chocolate, who was giving her the once over for entirely different reasons. "Come to cause more trouble? You ain't invited so you can -"
At which time she was followed by a parade of catgirls carrying a rather large platter of food.
"Come right on in and make yourself welcome! Plenty room, take a seat!"
"Hey babe," Shinobu whispered to the lead catgirl. "Name? Address? Phone number?" She said, managing to perfectly imitate her boyfriend’s flirting cadence.
Oh, but Sakura was feeling a headache coming on. While one hand rubbed her forehead, another shot out to tweak the boy away from grabbing Oyuki's boobs.
"I, uh, just wanted to apologise for the misunderstanding before," the Don said, batting her eyes at Moroboshi. Oh lord, oh to the Gods in the other realm. Why oh why was he having such amazing luck with the - Sakura dragged him away from Chocolate's thighs by the collar and pushed him away from the other girls. "Please accept this humble peace offering, and a free show from me and the girls!"
Alright then! Sakura scowled and walked on over to the catgirls, who were already setting up poles and... Was that a mudpit?!
"You girls don't have to do this," Sakura said. "Surely you can find work elsewhere. He can't possibly be paying you that much."
"We each own our own planet," the lead catgirl said. "And even if we didn't... We're all a bunch of exhibitionists anyway, if the boss wasn't so generous half of us would be paying her for the chance to do this kind of work."
Had common sense taken a holiday?! Why did Sakura feel like the only sane one in the room?
"Because you've not yet accepted that this is a porn thread," Chocolate said.
"Oh, don't you start with the fourth wall jokes!" Sakura snapped. "Guh! I can't wait until my fiance shows up later on. Then I'll get some action with a real man!"
"Your fiance?" Chocolate asked. "Oh yeah... About that. You do know that Lumitiel can't remember that guy's name, and finds him so boring that he'd rather forget he ever existed. Right?"
Shit. Come to think of it, Sakura couldn't remember his name. Which meant the guy writing this probably didn't even want to look it up and would rather go a level deeper with the fourth wall joke.
"There's only one dick you're likely to get on in this thread," Chocolate said. She stuck her thumb out and gestured over to the side of the room - where Moroboshi was lying down, Lum straddling his waist. Ataru’s pants were down and Lum’s bikini bottom was flung off to the side. Surrounded by catgirl strippers oohing and ahhing. "Might wanna have to wait a while. I think there's something more between those two than a heaping dose of mutual lust..."
"I am not getting on Ataru's dick!" Sakura protested. "Can we have at least one thread where I maintain that dignity?"
Still... it was a surprisingly big dick... And Lum seemed to be enjoying herself. A lot. A hell of a lot. Gulp! H-He wasn't just mindlessly fucking her, it was almost as though he was - he was giving her body all the due care and attention it rightly deserved and -
"Nope! Still not happening!" Sakura turned up her nose. "I refuse."
"Which means you ain't getting laid in a porn thread," Chocolate observed. The cheeky devil resting her chin on Sakura's left shoulder as she spoke. "How long do you think that'll last?"
Much though she hated to admit it the devil had a point. She wouldn't last like this. Sakura was already feeling flush. It was the contrast to her previous normal that was doing it: She was so full of life and energy that she didn't know what to do with it. She was feeling pent up. Needed a release. Until now she'd been thinking that at least she'd get a handsome, dependable fiance to let that out on, but if what'shisname wasn't showing up then... Then...!
"Um!" the Don piped up. "You don't... have to go for the d." She stepped up towards Sakura and lifted her hands up towards the priestess's cheeks. "How about I show you another way you can get some action, if he's not your speed?"
- Cue orgy.
- Oyuki and Lum “catch up” with Ataru, letting the rest of the party go on without them.
- Next morning, Sakura learns that Chocolate and the Don have decided to be in her lesbian harem.
- Mrs Moroboshi is extremely paranoid about how NOT FINE things are in her son's room.
- Something else
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