The little witch turned tail and fled. She could hardly help herself. Vampires were apex predators, and Moka - this Moka - was what you got when a vampire stripped away all the niceties and got nice and <i>famished</i> on your blood filled ass. It didn't matter that she was pretty and elegant and did she mention pretty? Once you get a taste of a vampire's battle aura, you either run or they get a taste of <i>you</i>.
Not that she expected to get very far, mark you. What with the whole 'apex predator' versus 'cute, tiny and defenseless witch' dealie.
“Moka, why are you scaring a little girl?!” A male, and far too attractive to be normal, voice asked and sent a shiver down her spine. Another reason to be worried, this boy, this Tsukune was seemingly ever growing in his perverted powers. So far he had played nice, but who knew if he wouldn’t drive his fangs into her?
Yukari was so distracted with these fears and her surely doomed attempt to escape that she didn’t notice what was in front of her. So the young girl was left baffled as she crashed right into something very soft, before nearly falling on her butt. If not for a pair of hands grabbing onto her and pulling her back, back into a soft valley of jigglyness that is.
"There, there," Kurumu said, stroking the back of Yukari's head. "You're safe here. The mean old vampire won't hurt you while Kurumu is around."
"We're the same age, enough of the old," Moka rolled her eyes. "Little one, despite the rumours I don't bite without permission. However, if I see a fleeing prey that might change quickly. Know your place, and spill your guts."
"W-well, I don't know anything, really!" Yukari said, trembling with the back of her head up against Kurumu's bosom. Tsukune's eyes glazed over right away. The pervert! Then again, Kurumu's boobs were <i>nice</i>. "I think... You're some kind of chimera thing? Look, you're barking up the wrong tree, anyway, and if you think for one moment that I'm going to join your harem -"
"Did someone say, 'harem'?"
Yukari turned her head. At least as much as she could given she was still partially smothered between an oversized pair of mammaries. There standing not far away from them in the hallway stood a boy with dark unkempt hair only held loosely in place by a headband. If she were honest, he would have probably looked rather handsome to most people if not for the slightly perverted leer on his face.
"A pleasure to meet you," the stranger said, handing a rose off to both Moka and Kurumu. "My name is Gin. I am the head of the Newspaper Club -"
He stopped on noticing Tsukune, who was looking at him with a puzzled expression. Then Gin sniffed the air around him.
"Well, it was a pleasure!" Gin said, turning his back and making to leave. "You three girls have fun with that guy."
And then, he went away.
"Good riddance," Moka said. "If he had continued with his obvious flirtatious attitude, I would have power slammed him through a tree. Only one man is allowed to touch me, and it certainly isn't some werewolf playboy."
"Werewolf?" Tsukune gulped, finally snapping out of Kurumu's Yukari induced titty jiggling. "Huh? That guy was a werewolf? How could you tell?"
"Our kind are natural enemies. Often thought of as the two most mighty S Class monsters. I suppose they might make a worthy second place. Their speed is quite astounding."
"Why don't we use the newspaper club to do our own research?" Kurumu suggested. "They'll have the right resources. People would be more willing to talk to us. The staff would even give us their support. It's the perfect way to dig into things without seeming suspicious."
That was... a really good idea, actually. Not that Yukari wanted anything to do with it. Which is why she was slipping away to hide behind a tree while the three of them discussed their sinister plan to usurp the newspaper club, no doubt intending to use it as a launching pad to lure girls into Tsukune's ever expanding harem! Oh, poor Moka! Trapped within her own body while an ice cold bitch takes the reigns, trapped within a harem, how cruel was fate to inflict this to -
"Why do I smell melons all of a sudden?" Yukari asked. Little noticing the green trail in the air linking her to Tsukune...
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"And so, we'd like to join your club!" Tsukune said, bowing deeply before Gin. All truth told, given the boy's attitude, he was surprised to find him alone in here. He'd half expected the club to be crawling with monster girls. "Please allow us to join the newspaper club!"
In the meantime Gin was too busy reading a magazine. It looked like a porn mag, but it actually had a maths book in it. Which, itself, had a swimsuit issue inside it.
"Sorry, the newspaper club isn't accepting new members at this time," Gin said, not even looking at them. "Go join some other club."
"Hmph! I see how it is. You're the sort that is intimidated by strong women -" Moka began, only for Kurumu to step in between.
"Forget it Moka, he's made up his mind," Kurumu sighed. What, really? This was her idea in the first place, and she was giving up at the first obstacle? That didn't seem like the succubus he knew! "Come on Tsukune, come on Moka. We should do as he said and join another - Oh no!"
It was the lamest fall you ever did see, but even so Tsukune stuck out his hand to catch her without thinking. In particular, what he should have been thinking was 'Kurumu can cast illusions on the unwary'. In essence, she wasn't actually where he thought she was. She was a few inches off. A few inches, and it was enough. His hand flew out to grab her... and in the process, snagged the rosary right off her neck.
The rosary. It was meant to seal away Moka's inner self, but was currently being used to seal Kurumu's new inner self instead. A massively powerful succubus was now lurking inside that girl, so they'd given her the rosary to keep her power contained. As abrasive as Inner Moka could be, Inner Kurumu's sexual magnetism could have the school wrapped around her little finger after a stroll through the corridors. It was clear which one was less dangerous. Especially since -
"Like, hi Tsu-tsu! Hi Moka!"
Inner Kurumu was a complete airhead. Or at least did a decent approximation of one. Now, it's important to note that Kurumu was a drop dead knockout already. Second hottest girl in school behind Moka is a pretty damned good place to stand. But because of the way his weird monster powers work, Kurumu was getting some kind of weird power boost proportional to the strength Moka got when the Rosary was taken off her. What's more, she was becoming <i>even more</i> succubus like than she already was, which was like saying to Mount Fuji "become even more of a mountain". It's already there by definition, so to become <i>even more</i> of a succubus...
Kurumu's hair is usually a lightish blue, but her inner self turned gold. Made sense. Moka's hair was usually pinkish, but it turned silver when her inner self was released. Kurumu's breasts were already pretty big, the biggest in school, and her curves were perfectly proportioned - or at least they would <i>seem</i> perfect until you saw her inner self. They almost seemed to defy the laws of physics and biology, to the point her body shape must be different depending on where you were looking at her. Maximum sex appeal.
"Hrnk!" Inner Moka grunted. Her hand was trembling as she very obviously stared at Kurumu's legs. Which said something for sure, because Inner Moka's legs were masterpieces unto themselves. "F-Fuck, I can't take my eyes off of her. I thought my will was indomitable, but one look and I feel myself turning to jelly."
Inner Kurumu flipped up her hair, and Tsukune gulped nervously. The smell of strawberries filled the air, and his mouth felt dry. His instincts were telling him to draw in her power, gift himself the powers of an Incubus and then mate with her, right here in the newspaper club.
"Alright, time for me to show my stuff," Inner Kurumu said, slinking over towards Gin, and poking the side of his head. The werewolf went rigid on the spot. "Funny thing, bee tee double you. In this form, I can use my charm from any part of my body, and it would be as potent as my eyes would be in, like, my regular form. Isn't that wild?"
It made Tsukune wonder how powerful her eyes would be. Wonder, and a little bit scared. For his part Gin's eyes glazed over, and a goofy smile crept over his face.
"Mmm... Maybe I ought to enslave you on a more permanent basis?" Inner Kurumu asked aloud. "One kiss would do it. On the lips, on your hands, or maybe if you kissed my feet? That would put you in your proper place..."
"No."
It was strange. One moment Tsukune had been staring at Kurumu, every bit as enraptured as the rest of them. Then, the smell of strawberries became even more pronounced than before... and after that it was like his body was operating on remote control. Something was pushing him onwards. Whispering in his ear. Moving him in between his Kurumu and Gin.
His Kurumu. A member of his harem was not allowed to kiss someone else outside of his harem.
"No enslaving anyone," Tsukune said. He put the rosary back around her neck. "Kurumu, we'll have to talk about this later on."
Inner Kurumu pouted, and the pout remained until she was regular Kurumu again. Who was still hot as hell, but at least didn't melt your brain when you looked at her. Tsukune shuddered, promising himself to tap that form later on, but for now they had other things to worry about.
"I disapprove of the permanent enslavement," Moka sniffed. "However, on a more temporary basis... The damage is already done. Quite cunning thinking, little succubus. Brute strength rarely convinces werewolves, and so you make him think with his lower brain."
"Guhhhh..." Gin gurgled unintelligibly. He didn't seem quite as cool as he had a minute ago all of a sudden.
"How long will he be like that?" Tsukune asked.
"The other me estimates, maybe a few minutes," Kurumu grumbled. "She went with a super light touch, apparently she could have had him like that for a whole day at full power."
A whole day. Was Inner Moka really that much more powerful than Outer Moka? Astonishing. No wonder that had to be sealed away, that kind of strength wandering around unchecked...
"Anyway, this guy is clearly hiding something," Kurumu said. "So, that's why I transformed. He's so mentally blitzed right now that if I ask why he really doesn't want us to join..."
“Every member of the newspaper club aside from me has been killed by the School Protection Committee last year.” Gin said, voice distant as if he were speaking to himself rather than anyone else.
“Wait what?” Of course this was not the sort of thing anyone had expected, with Yukari’s baffled voice rising to a squeak. “Why did they do that?”
“We were reporting their corrupt behavior and violent use of their personal power to the student body. They couldn’t take us out during schooltime because we were looking after each other, but during the holiday they caught us one by one.” Even with him being pretty out of it, there was a visibly angry tone to his voice.
“How cruel..” Even Kurumu who had been the one to create this situation seemed shocked.
“So is this why he didn’t want us to join.. to not risk us getting into the crossfire..” Moka said, a hint of respect visible in her normally cold features.
“Yes, though not only. New members wouldn’t be too bad, but you are already on the bad side of the faculty so this would only increase scrutiny. And the Harem Knot-”
“Do you know anything about it?” Tsukune asked, trying to ignore just how.. How horrible what he had just heard was. He had seen quite a bit of violence and attempted murder in Youkai Academy, but hearing that what may well be this place’s public moral committe had slaughtered the members of a club for getting in their way only made it more clear how dangerous this place truly was.
“One of our members was researching it, little Eiko.. she said she was close to a breakthrough.” Gin continued, voice distant and more calm now that he wasn’t speaking about the murder of his friends. “She had a talent for researching old legends and fairy tales and would often add little blurbs at the end of the newspaper..”
“Do you have anything on the Harem Knot here?” Kurumu asked, seeing where this was going.
“No.. the Committee <i>confiscated</i> all writing and research material due to our member count going down too much.” Which was a polite way of saying they had stolen everything they could get their hands on with some cheap excuse and called it a day.
"I think it might be best if we pretended we didn't hear this," Tsukune said. Moka huffed and looked away, while Kurumu clasped her hands together, barely holding back the tears. "The things this poor guy has been through..."
Suddenly, the door opened wide. "Hello!" a friendly voice yelled. Still, Tsukune and Kurumu near jumped out of their skin. Moka had no such fright response. Ah! It was... "Miss Nekonome here! What's this? What's this?"
She darted around the room, sniffing at the three of them.
"New club members?" she asked, cat ears twitching excitedly. "Gin! Could it be? You've been on a recruitment drive while I was gone?"
"Guh..." Gin burbled.
"Good boy! Welcome to the newspaper club! I'll bring the paperwork, and you'll be members right away!"
Then, without anyone else saying a word, she was gone again. Huh. Maybe hypnotising Gin wasn't strictly necessary after all? Ah, but then... an image of Inner Kurumu flipped through Tsukune's mind. Actually, it was necessary. Absolutely necessary!
- Girls hear about Tsukune joining, flock the club.
- The School Protection Committee hear about new members.
- Yukari finds herself falling under Tsukune's influence, despite her best efforts.
- Inner Moka tries to prevent other girls from joining the harem.
- Something else
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