Story: Kiss-O-Matic

Ever feel like you've missed something pretty big? Keitaro was in that mode of thought right now, and why shouldn't he be when both Kanako and Motoko were bearing down on him with puckered lips that looked a lot puffier than usual?

"Uh, girls? This isn't like you," he protested, backing away with his hands up. They marched on relentless. They both looked... hungry. That was the best way to describe it. They were staring at Keitaro like he was a piece of meat that they were going to gobble up whole. He gulped, and why shouldn't he, it felt like his life was in danger.

Then a hand grabbed his. Soft, yet strangely powerful as well. He turned back to see Naru Narusegawa standing there. "This way!" she said, and Keitaro rarely had the strength of will to go against what she wanted.

The two of them charged away hand in hand. Ah, part of him might have found this a blissful experience if not for the imminent smoochy danger, it wasn't often that Naru did something like this.

Before long the two of them had reached his room, and Naru wasted little time in barricading the door. She piled up boxes and furniture and clothes and books and more stuff than Keitaro actually thought he had in this room.

"Where did that treasure chest come from?" Keitaro asked, pointing at a gold and diamond studded wooden box with a really big skull shaped lock holding it shut.

"Don't know! Don't care!" Naru said, grunting as she dumped it in front of the barricade. "Phew! That ought to hold them off for a little bit, even Motoko won't be able to cut through that for at least a minute."

Such inspiring confidence. Keitaro flopped down onto the floor and sat there feeling mentally exhausted. "So, mind filling me in on what's going on?"

"Oh, not much," Naru said while sitting in his lap. "I think Su made a new invention that makes people a little kiss crazy."

That explained that. It didn't explain why Naru was suddenly in his lap, stroking his cheek and - Oh, wait. Maybe it did? Now that he looked, her lips were pretty swollen up as well. Ah. Yep, definitely swollen up. He could tell because he could feel them against his own. Kissing him like her life depended on it. He tried pushing her off, but Naru was really determined to get that smooch so it was like prying a barnacle off a wall.

"Guh!" he gasped, finally pulling her off. "H-Hey, Naru! Um! That was nice and all, but - but maybe not when you're under the influence of some freaky invention?"

"What if I've wanted to kiss you for a while now?" Naru asked. "How about that? How would that sound?"

Not like Naru, that's how it sounded. Trouble was, she was very pretty and her lips had felt fantastic. As if they were made for kissing. He could barely keep his eyes off them after feeling that. She was licking them, nibbling on them, puckering them expectantly. Keitaro gulped. There was a voice in his head telling him to go for it, she could hardly blame him when this effect wore off. But she could. She so easily could. If he let her do this when she wasn't in her right frame of mind, she might not speak to him ever again. Either because she'd be angry or because she'd be too humiliated.

Then a third voice piped up out of nowhere to point out that her boobs sure do feel nice, which got the other two voices nodding in agreement and, in turn, for Keitaro to notice he'd pushed Naru away by putting his hands squarely on her... Gah!

"Oh, I get it! Tit for tat," Naru said. She leaned back, away from him a little but still straddling him. Then she hauled her jumper clear over her head, and before Keitaro could pick his jaw up off the floor she'd tossed her bra aside as well. "How about it? You give me those lips, you can play with these all. You. Want."

"N-Naru! This isn't like you!" Keitaro babbled. He put his hands over his eyes (conveniently leaving a gap between his fingers) "Put your clothes back on! You'll punt me to the moon when this thing wears off!"

"Mmm... Will I?" Naru asked. She ran her index finger along her lips, which seemed to be growing more and more kissable the more he looked at them. "Keitaro, I need it. Mmm... I've been having dreams lately where you get the guts to confess. Maybe this kissing machine didn't change anything, except make me more capable of expressing my feelings? Did you ever think of that?"

That sounded like a lie. Not that he'd get the chance to deal with that because the obstruction to the door was suddenly blown away by Motoko, and it's kind of hard to argue with someone when in the middle of an indoors evil sealing hurricane.

"Kanako, subdue Naru."

"Yes mistress!" Kanako said.

Huh, that actually blew him down more effectively than the sword strike. Since when did Kanako take orders from anyone, never mind Motoko? No time to think about that, because his step-sister pounced into the room like a tiger on the prowl and had Naru on the floor in seconds. Their quivering lips met, and the fight drained out of Naru like air out of a balloon.

"That is the single hottest thing I have ever seen in my life," Keitaro admitted to himself. Still! "Kanako, leave her alone!"

He made exactly one step and found a sword in his path. It was, of course, Motoko. Licking her puffy lips and looking even hungrier than before. He wasn’t sure if he should be scared or aroused by the sight in front of him, perhaps some combination? Scaroused perhaps?

"Motoko, don't do anything rash - " he began, and then his clothes were cut to pieces. She didn't harm a hair on his head, but it seemed likely he'd be naked for the immediate future. She put her sword to his neck. "Um... I'm not really into this!"

To his great surprise, she didn't go for the lips. Instead, she took his hand and began to suck on his finger instead. She tossed the sword aside and began to effectively fellate his fingers, one by one, making him trace a circle around her mouth. Huh. It was kinda weird, had he discovered a new fetish? If not, he'd discovered that he had whatever this fetish was because his dick was getting really hard really fast.

"Urashima, I have a confession," Motoko said while dumping her robe to the floor. Huh. Now the two of them were naked. How about that? "I, too, have harboured feelings for you of late. Feelings that are now coming free."

Gulp!

"L-Listen Motoko, I'm very flattered but you're not in your right frame of mind right now -"

"If you let me suck your dick, I'll personally help you track down this device and destroy it."

"-but you do make a compelling case for cooperation," Keitaro said. Yeah, he'd tried to do the right thing. He had. Really, he had. But there's a limit to what a man can put up with before he listens to his junk.

1. It turns out that Motoko's new lips give the best blowjobs.
2. Naru slips free of Kanako and drags the now naked Keitaro off elsewhere.
3. Su investigates her device and makes a new version.
4. Something else