It's easy to imagine sloth demons not getting an awful lot done. Sloth is the sin of inactivity. Laziness. Procrastination. Lethargy. Surely beings that fed on it must be extremely slow to action? Surely they must be the sort to let things lie and not get on with anything.
Well. If that's what you think then you'd be quite wrong I'm afraid. Oh sure, succubi are naturally horny beings that adore sex in all of its forms, but that's because lust breeds lust. There's little more desirable than seeing an attractive sexual partner up for it. But that makes lust unique among the seven deadly sins: The best way to produce it in others is to feel it yourself. Not so for the other six.
Consider: What tends to happen if one person is extremely beautiful after indulging in their own vanity? Why, they promote envy in others. Similarly, consider what happens if one person is lazy. They encourage others to be more active. That's rather the opposite of what a sloth demon would want, is it not?
Well, that's why our Sloth Demon was skipping along to school with a spring in his step. It wasn't often one got a request from a different kind of demon. Never mind the Queen of the Succubi! But you didn't refuse one of them if you could help it. No sir, no ma'am. He'd be drowning in blowjobs by the end of the week if he played his cards right.
The Sloth demon - Yawnsom was its name - stopped in its tracks. Drowning in blowjobs was probably a really bad metaphor to use there, it made it sound like he would be the one sucking dick... Uh... Whatever. He knew what he meant. This kind of favour was gonna get him all kinds of ass. The kind of sex you only had deep dark dreams of that you only half remembered while wide awake. And all he had to do was feed on a little youthful energy at a school. Hah! Easy done. To start with he walked right on up to the headteacher's office and let himself in.
"Huh? Who in blazes are you?" the man behind the desk asked. He had bags under his eyes. Overworked. Underpaid. Which only made sense. Across the entire world teachers aren't getting what they ought, so this guy probably has to jump in a lot to cover hours and work.
"Glad to meet you sir, I'm Yawnsom the Masseuse," he said. Then stepped across the room and grabbed hold of the headteacher's hand with a hearty handshake. "They call me the man with the magic hands, and I'm here to lighten your workload."
"I didn't order a masseuse," the headteacher said wearily. The kind of tone one might use when suspecting someone is trying to lighten your wallet.
"No, you didn't," Yawnsom said, starting to work his magic through the man's palm. "Think of this as a special service. I'm going to use this as an opportunity to advertise a little by giving your faculty a free massage. If you like the service, you can hire me on for a monthly round."
The headteacher was already starting to relax from just having his hand massaged during this handshake. He slouched back in his chair a little and his eyes lost a bit of focus. "Hrm... Sounds like a decent idea..." he mused. Hah. Few people could say no to a free gift. That's how most demons get you hooked in the first place. "Alright, sure. Why not? It'll do them all a world of good."
Perfect. Step one was to get the teachers feeling a mite slothful. When they got like that they'd be less inclined to object when he started giving massages to the entire student body, draining away their youthful energy as well. Before long the entire school would be a lethargic, slow, lazy sleepy mess.
Perhaps he would even take advantage of their growing sloth for a bit of personal fun. People tended to just go along with things once he really hit them with his powers. Sure, he was going to get a lot of blowjobs and sexy booty in the future, but there was no reason to not have some fun first. Plus, he would probably need to train up his stamina a little.
Heh. Maybe that was what the Queen of the Succubi was after in the first place. Well... Nobody said that demons of a different breed had to focus only on their own sin. Especially when they weren't necessarily mutually exclusive.
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Ami was excited. Very super excited. These new powers they'd acquired could be freely used in their civilian form. She could look around the class and <i>know</i> all of their turn ons, all of their turn offs and if she looked long enough she could even see what they might think of any given fetish. Combine her talent with any of the other sailors and you had an unstoppable force. Combine her talent with all of them... Practically anyone would bend their knee.
Not that this was what she wanted, of course. Ami was still a good girl. Sorry, that should be "good girl". She still wanted to fight evil, she was still a hero.
She wasn’t going to start any orgies, or seduce the smartest students in school into acknowledging her superiority. Or turn the sporty students into her slaves, or anything else like that.
But still. This kind of power was a major turn on. Which was a new experience for a girl as shy as her. That's what made the whole thing so... exciting for her. It wasn't sexual arousal. Mostly. It was more like she'd discovered a whole new avenue of research to explore. An avenue full of things that she'd never even thought of plotting data points on before. So much data, so much!
Oh, and while she was at it she'd probably better have the mercury computer do a proper full analysis of what these new abilities were all about. She couldn't exactly do this in class without being noticed, so her approach had to be a little bit different. So for now she was simply putting to paper what she'd be doing in private at home later on. Now, this did mean that she wasn't quite fully paying attention to the teacher today... but this was a lesson on a topic she'd long since mastered anyway.
"Uwaaaahh..." a loud yawn rang out through the room. Ami sighed at the distraction and looked over at Usagi, expecting to find her head down on the desk and a bored expression on her pretty face -
But no. She was sitting upright. The yawn had come from the teacher at the head of the room.
"So you see," the teacher stretched out her arms and stifled another yawn. "When you raise a number to the power of zero, it's the same thing as saying - uwaaaaaah!" another yawn. "That number divided by - mmmph... itself. Which is usually one, except for, uh... Except for one specific case I can't think of right now?"
That was.. odd. Normally this teacher was rather strict when it came to keeping their class in order. Today, it felt like she was going through the motions. Her movements were also extremely loose. She was practically flopping around the room like a ragdoll barely able to keep itself upright.
... This was also really working for a couple of the boys in class. They were already fantasizing about “helping” her with her work while taking a little bit of an advantage here or there..
Goodness she had never expected that so many people had a rape fetish.. or did this count? Most didn’t want anything overly violent, only a bit of quite under-the table and.. ohh that boy had some dirty thoughts. Ami wasn’t even sure that this particular position was physically possible!
"Do exercises one through whatever," the teacher said, slouching down with her head on her desk. "Mmmm... So relaxed! Yeah.. everyone.. keep working.. I will rest a little..”
Cue the sound of sawing logs. Unforgivable! A teacher sleeping on duty! In the middle of class no less! The other students all looked around the room in confusion, with Usagi looking to follow suit. But Ami wasted no time at all in passing her friend a note.
That note simply read "enter her dream." Something funny was going on here and they needed to get to the bottom of it.
- Yawnsom solidifies his slothful hold over the faculty, then moves onto the students.
- Usagi enters the teacher's dream. What does she find within?
- Meanwhile, Minako and Makoto have a run in with Yawnsom.
- Rei is having her own issues.
- Something else.
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