The phrase "I don't have to take this" is usually indicative of a strong feeling that one has lost control over a situation and would very much please like to have it back now. Well, Sakura had almost felt like she was regaining some control, but it seemed that Chocolate was adamant she would not have any!
"I'm leaving!" Sakura said, casually tossing some purification beads behind her as she went.
"Wait, don't!" Chocolate said, dodging the beads with casual ease. "I have a catalogue for future harem members."
Right. Well. Sakura didn't think it was possible, but that little observation had absolutely convinced her. To leave faster! Her pace picked up, but Chocolate was easily able to keep pace, flicking through the pages while trying her very best to be a shoulder devil. That was probably her part time job at college actually.
"You've got to at least look at this one, she's a belly dancer from Rigel Zeta Seven," Chocolate said. Sakura stepped up the pace, but damn her she was a machine! "And this one is a Vampire. Don't worry, she won't try to drink your blood. She's been through rehab, but even if she wasn't that plunging neckline would make it worth it... Ooh, and here's a temporally displaced lesbian Witch! Work that black mini, girl!”
"Wow, that's quite the selection!" Saki said, peering over Chocolate's shoulder. "Oof! That's quite the catalogue, where did you get it?"
"Galactic Lesbians Puss-Hounds," Chocolate nodded. "The go to guide for burgeoning lesbian harems!"
"Oof, she fills that out nicely!" Saki remarked. "Although I think you'd fill it out nicer Sakura, it's just your colour."
"Oh yeah, I can definitely see that," Chocolate said. The two of them then very obviously sized Sakura up... and then gawped in unison at her hips and let out a low whistle. "Gosh, let me survive long enough to see that..."
Then they went right back to the pictures. In spite of herself, Sakura couldn't resist after a comment like that. She slowed her pace and leaned ever so discreetly over to take a peek in this catalogue...
Only to read the words "Knew you'd look! Let's get out there and build that harem already! Love, Saki <3~" on a sign being held up by Chocolate in a slinky evening dress.
"Could you two please be serious for a minute?!" Sakura said, slapping the catalogue out of Chocolate's hands. "I'm putting my foot down! I'm not building a lesbian harem!" She was barely comfortable with dating a married woman after being seduced by her!
“Hey Saki, do you mind if Sakura and I fuck?"
"Mind? I'd sit on the sidelines and watch!" Saki said, a little too enthusiastically.
"And I don't mind if you and her fuck!" Chocolate said. The Devil clasped her hands together triumphantly. "QED, that's a lesbian harem. Let's make it bigger!"
“At most it’s polyamory! Or an open relationship!” Sakura protested, trying not to think about Chocolate and Saki swarming her naked. It was growing rather interesting. Which was making it increasingly frustrating for her. A MILF and a Devil, that was like a definitive mix of forbidden fruit! "I'm at the door, so I'm out of here, you two have fun together if you want but I need to take a walk!"
So out she went, out through the cafe’s door - only to find herself stepping out of her closet. Yes, yes, the obvious joke for the woman discovering her burgeoning lesbian tendencies aside, let's instead focus on her gaping and turning around and going back the way she came and <i>what</i>?!
"Space time corridor," Chocolate said, hands behind her back and innocently rolling on her heels. "Learned that trick from the aliens. You're stuck in an endless loop of ass until you realise the inevitable - where are you going?"
"Hyaaaa!"
There was a crash, then there was a Sakura shaped hole in the wall. Which isn't really what would happen in reality if someone somehow managed to run directly through a wall, the hole would have a much more circular shape - but regardless! Sakura wasn't in the mood to handle that kind of thing right now. The trap aside, she could feel it. Closing in around her. They were both so pretty. They were both so... so forbidden.
If she'd stayed any longer in that room she'd have sat on Chocolate's back and whipped her around the room while getting Saki to do a handstand so she could eat her out while she wheelbarrow ran around the room on her hands. That felt like a new sexual position. Had she just invented one? Would people eventually come to call that "The Sakura Ride"?
Best not to think about it. Best to keep her distance. Best to get some semblance of control over her life again. She didn't have to take this! She didn't! She was a sensible woman. A trained priestess! She should not be having any aspect of her life dictated to her by a Succubus! Never mind her love life!
Mercifully, she found a building to hide inside of. Better still they served alcohol. "I'll take your strongest drink," she said. It was put down in front of her. It fizzled in the glass. She drank it down in a single gulp. It had a kick like a mule. If that mule was the size of the moon. Sakura took a deep breath. Okay. Better?
"Wait... did I just leave Saki alone with -" Sakura gulped. Oh crap! She had! There was no telling what that Succubus might do to her! Poor innocent Saki! She might - She might start kissing her and whispering sweet nothings in her ear and - and getting her to dress up like a harem girl, and teaching her how to belly dance. By way of example.
"I'll take another," Sakura said.
"Whoa, honey! Last time I saw a smile like that on a face that pretty, her clothes were hanging on my bedroom floor."
Sakura turned to tell the creep hitting on her to cut it out. Then she realised something quite startling. The creep hitting on her had a rack that stopped her thoughts cold. Tucked into a bright red tube top, and leaning out like she was putting them on display.
"Hey, come on now Miko!" another girl said, suddenly hugging Sakura from behind. "Save one babe for the rest of us!"
"The pair of you better not scare off another newcomer by coming on too strong," the extremely pretty face behind the bar said. "It's often quite daunting, the first time you prowl for ass at a lesbian bar."
A lesbian bar. Of all the places she could run to. She'd run off. Into a lesbian bar. Was this the will of the Gods? Was it fate telling her that it was her sacred, divine duty to tap as much hot lesbian booty as possible? No. No, this was Chocolate, somehow finding a way to mess with her. She must have cast some sort of spell that led her here, or used some sort of subliminal directioning that led her directly into - heavens above those jeans were tight. No! No, resist temptation! She had to leave. She had to get out of here...
"Hey hot stuff, why don't you come dance with me?"
Except she'd acquired a few admirers since coming on in! A few of them were standing in her way and - and gyrating at her. Gyrating... And her traitorous mind was filling in harem outfits for them over their actual already quite revealing clothes.
No, Sakura. You're stronger than this. Remember our training. Think of your uncle, think of how - Actually, just think of your uncle that was bound to kill any mood cold in its tracks. A surefire victory. Unless, you know, she had just hammered back a couple of shots of alcohol that was within legal limits for alcohol concentration, but only by a molecule or two.
Wobbly! Very wobbly! Okay, calm down. Think, think. You're tipsy and you're surrounded by horny sexy lesbians who want to bang you. Not exactly the torments of Tantalus here, but she really should get out of here if for no other reason than to not give that damned Succubus any more ammunition! Also to save Saki from corruption. That was also important. Think, think.
"Ah, sorry!" Sakura said. "Um... I need to step outside. I don't think... This building is... Up to fire code?"
"Not up to fire code?!" a new voice yelled out, and all of a sudden the front door burst open as white foam burst inside with a rather high amount of pressure. "I hate fire! Hate fire! Hate hate hate fire!"
Enter, Ten's mother. An intergalactic firefighter who hates fire with a greater passion than anyone in the universe hates anything. It was quite fortunate that she had overhead Sakura just then as - while coming down to check up on Ten - she had noticed the sun and had been on her way to deal with that obvious public menace. That's the kind of mind we're dealing with here people, be afraid. Now, normally that would be the end of it. But as it was Setsubun...
"Alright ladies! Listen up!" Ten's mother yelled. "We're gonna lick that fire menace once and for all! We're gonna get this building up to code right now!"
As it was Setsubun, her competitive streak was coming out in quite a different way than it did for other Oni. Speaking of...
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Okay, he had to admit, this was starting to not be fun anymore. At first his casual suggestion of 'which of you gives the better head' had seemed like a fantastic plan with no downsides, but it turned out even he had his limit.
"Guh - Girls! I think that's enough!" Ataru said while Lum was in the midst of deep throating him with the same kind of intensity that she might stab a hated rival in the chest. Her head was pistoning back and forth at a ridiculous pace, her pretty features naught but a blur.
"Hah! You see? He's begging you to stop because you suck at it so much!" Benten said. Then she realised her choice of words. "You know what I mean! Get out of there and let a real slut show you how to suck dick!"
"No, no! That won't be necessary." Ataru said with quite a lot of alarm. Think about this for a moment. Let's all take a second to really think about what's happened here. Ataru Moroboshi has had <i>so much</i> dick sucking in this last hour that he was begging these girls to stop. Ataru Moroboshi. The man who had seemingly infinite stamina to hit on girls. Who had little trouble satisfying them all night long. Was begging them off after a mere hour. "Um! It's a draw! You're both equally good at felatio! Better try testing yourselves some other way!"
"Alright then!" Lum said. Even the plop of her pulling away from his dick felt somehow painful. "In that case... we'll figure out which is better at anal!"
Oh no. Oh no! That sounded like yet more misery ahead, and yet... and yet his penis was still insisting on rising to the challenge! Why, penis. Why? He stared at it and whimpered in confusion at his own erection. The two of them had a good relationship going on, right? He'd been getting it lots of ass recently. So why this betrayal?
Both Benten and Lum gripped their ankles and presented their rears for immediate plowing. Ataru made a strangled grunting noise and went cross eyed.
"Heh, one second in my butt and he'll nut like a squirrel," Benten quipped. Not that it made much sense.
"Oh yeah? Your lucky God cheeks can't hope to compete with an Oni's!"
"Actually your butts are both -"
"Quiet, you!"
"Um... Guys?" Shinobu interrupted. "I just thought you should know, if you're finished trolling Ataru it looks like we've reached the site of the games."
Then just like that the two of them stood up, pulled their bikinis back on and strutted on out of the ship.
"I bet I got him going the most," Lum said.
"Nuh uh! Remember whose idea this was!" Benten said. "It was me. Me, me!"
"I mean, it serves him right for trying to take advantage of their competitive streak..." Oyuki muttered to herself. "Oh well. Let's get this farce done with, so we can return to our actual fun."
And so it was that Ataru was given a grim reminder on that day. Even though he had been getting lucky recently that didn't mean his luck was perfect. Far from it. He should be careful of what he wishes for in future. He just might get it.
"I hate that stupid saying," Ataru grumbled. "Especially when it's true."
- The game begins! Will Ataru survive? Will the planet?
- Meanwhile, Ran, Ryuunosuke, and the others land on their safe haven.
- Ten's mother actually has a name as well, will wonders never cease?
- Chocolate and Saki decide to go harem member hunting without Sakura.
- Something else
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