Sunday, 17 March 2019

Story: Anime Bimbo Outbreak





Ah, it felt strange to be able to breathe a sigh of relief. But there I was, breathing it. Haruhi Suzumiya had been a lot calmer recently. Ever since - let's see... I think the last time she acted up was the day before white day? I can't think why. The most important thing that happened was a bit of obligation chocolate I gave each of the girls in the SOS Brigade, and that was all. I vaguely remember giving Haruhi hers right before class started, then giving the other two theirs later on in the clubroom a little before Haruhi got there. But that was pretty much it.

Well, she was running a little late as well today. It was her turn to clean the classroom, and this time she couldn't get out of it. For the best. She'd ducked it far too often using her usual trickery and deceit. Even she couldn’t defeat the fearsome power of our math teacher in the end. His glasses had this glint effect you would normally expect from a final boss character that always made me flinch when I saw it.

At the very least I should let the others know that she'd be running late. So I gripped the door to the clubroom intending to open up - when I heard a most peculiar sound coming from within. It sounded like... grunting and giggling and thrusting and pounding. And more than a little creaking as well.

“Did Tsuruya come for a visit and start a cosplay contest or something?” I mumbled to myself, the image of our honorary club member coming to mind. With that innocent thought in mind I opened the door - and had my innocence completely ruined a moment later.

Sex. I knew of it. I knew the mechanics. I knew what the various bits were called. I'd even heard a couple of my peers had tried it. However, I had never actually... seen it. In action.

Within the club room were two people I didn’t know, both too old to be students. Each of them had a body that would have made a professional model green with envy. First was a brown haired man, who was positively ripped, with a six pack and the body of a greek god. The second person was female, very female. I don’t think I had ever seen a woman with breasts that size, and I had seen future Mikuru who could have appeared on a Playboy magazine with zero editing!

They were also totally naked, not a stitch of clothing on either of their bodies. Not to mention they were all over each other’s bodies and doing what I mentioned earlier, which I was pretty sure wasn’t permitted within the school facilities.

"Ooh!" the girl squealed. "He's cute!"

"...thanks?" I said while backing slowly away. Not quite quick enough because the girl's hands snaked out to grab my collar, and the next thing I knew I was being given the kiss of my life. Her lips were impossibly soft, and almost the moment that I felt her tongue pushing for entrance I could hardly help but give way.

Then suddenly a barrier of ethereal light appeared right behind the woman and a bunch of glowing tentacle like appendages grabbed onto the woman. There was a surprised squeak and then the brunette was being pulled backwards.

I turned around feeling as if lead had been poured over my brain. Yuki? She was standing there the same way she did when she was confronting Asakura.

"Um... T-time to leave!" Mikuru said, grabbing my hand and hauling me away.

"Miss Asahina!" I yelled, feeling sluggish. Drained of energy. Confused. "What's going on?"

"Instructions from classified information," she replied. Oh, the future probably. "Apparently it's some kind of sexual memetic attack that reduces intelligence and increases sex drive slash appeal!"

Huh. That actually sounded a little different from her usual self. Probably conditioned to say it like that for some reason. No, no. I could guess the reason quite quickly: She's the sort that would get embarrassed talking about sex like that.

“Oh, like look Keitaro, even more cuties. And that girl there has huge boobs, I wonder how they would feel rubbing against mine.” As the woman said that, she was already starting to molest heedless of the fact that giant glowing tentacle things were holding her and.. actually she was kind of just slipping out of the bondage like it was nothing.

I was already feeling quite dizzy, so trying to understand why this was happening was more difficult than expected.

“Eh, sorry dude. She is a bit over affectionate.” The man said, an oddly dazzling smile that even as a straight male I had to say was pretty attractive. And given how the two girls currently holding onto me flinched, their faces colouring a little, I was right at that.

“So, you like wanna do an orgy?” Aaand my friendly reasonableness was gone now.

"Please keep your distance," Yuki advised. It might seem like quite the odd sight for such a small, serious faced girl to stand in front of a... threat? Can you really call these two a threat? They were just having sex, it was quite embarrassing to look it. As they rutted and thrust and heaved into each other like a well oiled machine, it occured to me that I should look away.

And yet I could not. Make no mistake that I tried. I truly and honestly tried. However, there was something about the way they were moving. It was like jumping into the air. I'd look away and my eyes would return of their own accord, much in the same way my body would fall back to earth.

I was dimly aware of Yuki saying something extremely fast. It sounded like binary, but no human could ever hope to keep up. Then out of nowhere even more bright and swirly tentacle things reached out of the walls to grab hold of the super hot rutting pair, reaching for their arms to hold them back.

For a moment both of them struggled within the tentacle’s hold, clearly trying to escape so they could return to their.. Activities. Then the woman suddenly blinked and her eyes glinted with her having gotten an idea.

“Oh I got it, this is the start of a tentacle hentai!” The extremely busty woman said without the slightest hint of uncertainty.

"You know, I could never quite get into those," the man said. "It would be soooo much more fun for everyone if they were, like, real dicks."

"I know, Kei-kun!" the woman giggled mindlessly. "It's sooooo unbelievably phony and fake."

"Eh? No way!" Miss Asahina gasped. "Th-they're passing right through their bodies as if they're not even there!"

That did seem to be a totally and, you know, completely accurate description of what was going on. The tentacles Yuki had summoned were kinda sorta phasing through the rutting couple. Kind of like holograms or something.

And.. now that I was looking a bit closer, didn’t they start to look just a touch.. Odd? The tips had been pointer a bit earlier, right? I was pretty sure that they didn’t have such.. phallic heads. Actually.. Were they dripping some kind of fluid now.. And pulsing in a ever more worrying manner?

“They are generating a field that interferes with the local data.” Yuki said, her tone just a little worried. This was something that would terrify me normally, but it was hard to get scared if you are aroused from watching the hottest people you have ever met screw like animals. No,worse than that. Screwing like the best porn stars the world had ever seen.

Keitaro had bent over the woman and was now fucking her doggy style. With both of them turned in our direction still and somehow able to continue talking even while they were clearly having the time of their lives.

"Come on you two, why are you, like, still standing around instead of having fun?” The brunette’s tongue was sticking out and her giant tits were bouncing as her partner continued to penetrate her over and over.

“Yeah, Naru could teach you stuff. Oh, she can teach you such naughty stuff!"

"Uh, I think that we should probably consider retreating for now," I suggested. Somehow I was able to pull my eyes away from the erotic display in front of me (which looked super totally awesome fun!) and looked to the two girls with me.

So imagine my scarousal on noticing that their hair was a little bit lighter in colour than it usually was. And, on top of that, their breasts were a mite bigger. Sexier too!

“Yeah, like I could teach you how to do a titjob! I am <i>really</i> good at these.” As she said that, the woman was purposely shaking her chest as if to make a point. Not that I disbelieved her or anything!

"I lack the necessary breast size," Yuki said. Was that sarcasm?

"I'm not so sure that's true anymore," Kyon said. "I think you've gone from A-cup to C-cup since we started talking!"

  1. As if things can't get worse, here's Haruhi Suzumiya coming down the corridor.
  2. Yuki makes another attempt to overcome their bimbo logic with her own logical attacks. To limited success.
  3. Future Asahina arrives in the nick of time to save them.
  4. There is no rescue, only bimbos. The three of them succumb shortly hereafter.
  5. Something else

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