The next day, Shinobu did not so much leave her house as she did ooze out of it. She couldn’t clearly remember what had happened between the time she got home from her date and waking up for school the next day. Just vague flashes of memory and whispers of her parents talking about a “good boyfriend.”
She was a good girl. An ordinary girl. Perfectly normal, and nothing could change that.
Nothing at all. Especially nasty dirty torried lesbian sex. Especially not that. That wouldn't make her anything but ordinary, no sir, it certainly wouldn't make her Ryuunosuke's little lesbian whore.
All of a sudden she realised that she was skipping, and stopped doing that. No. Bad. Be ashamed of what you did last night. Be ashamed of letting Ryuunosuke grab hold of our hips and thrust it in and out and in and out while she looked so <i>strong</i> and </i>manly</i> yet also so very, very clearly not being a man at all.
She was skipping again. Stop that. Be ashamed of yourself for the deep, satisfying - Skipping again! Stop doing that every time you think about Ryuunosuke's hunky bod!
Out of nowhere a girl bumped into her. Must be pretty clumsy. After all, she bounced off Shinobu and wound up colliding with a lamp post. It must have been her being clumsy, after all the alternative was that Shinobu was so strong that she just now accidentally threw someone away by being walked into.
"Are you okay?" Shinobu asked.
"Oh, I'm <i>fine</I>," the girl turned up her nose. "Fine like dat booty."
What...? That little encounter left Shinobu confused enough to let it occupy her thoughts right up until she got to school. Dat booty? What did she mean by dat booty? Nothing about that made any sense.
What made less sense was that every girl was either avoiding looking directly at her, or trying to stare a hole through her head.
"What's so special about her?"
"She always goes on about how plain she is."
“She says she’s normal when she dated <i>Moroboshi.”</i>
“What does Ryu see in her?”
Huh? Ryu? Ryuunosuke? Oh gosh, they all knew didn't they? How did they know!? Shinobu barely knew and she had been the one to spread her legs for Ryu- No keep your thoughts normal. Don't think about last night, don't think about how you were left a quivering moaning wreck that could only moan for more of Ryuunosuke's touch.
"Morning Shinobu!" Ryuunosuke's hand fell on her shoulder. Oh yeah, that's the stuff right there. Unfortunately she couldn't enjoy the moment because it felt like literally every female pair of eyes in the school were trying to crush her, and the weight was growing heavier by the second. "Say, you got a minute?"
"Sure," she said, struggling between her lust and the intense pressure surrounding her to say something sensible. It was more effort than she was expecting.
"I was thinkin'! How about we all get together at my place, after school?" Ryuunosuke asked.
<i>Clothing optional?</i> Shinobu managed to keep her mouth from saying those words. "We all?" she asked.
"Yeah. You. Me. Ran. Lum. Moroboshi." Then that smile. Oh, that smile could charm the paint off a wall. So easy, so effortless, so bursting with charisma and happiness. "How about it, you in?"
"S-Sure!" Shinobu said. Then the next words tripped out of her before she knew what she was saying. "But we'd better be careful, or Ataru will think he's finally got his harem! Hahaha!"
Her legs buckled under the weight of the stares of death being tossed at hre. It felt like she was under a barrage of arrows, each one with a safe attached to the end that stuck to her back and weighed her down more and more.
"I'd love to be in that harem..." one girl muttered.
"I could put up with Moroboshi hitting on me all the time if I could have ten minutes with her..."
“I’d <b>kiss</b> Moroboshi if she kissed me afterwards!”
"Bye Shinobu, see you later!" Ryuunosuke said, heading off doubtless to ask the others if they could come too. They'd see each other at class.
But this did leave Shinobu feeling completely flummoxed. How did the girls all seem to know about her and Ryu? Was there... was there something on her face? Her body language? Had someone seen them? No, that last one shouldn't be possible, it was only the two of them and -
"Oh, don't be silly! I definitely didn't see Shinobu's o-face and think it was the second cutest thing ever! That would be completely ridiculous! Hahaha!"
Imagine, if you will, one of those street performers that plays as a statue. They turn slowly right on the edge of someone's peripheral vision, with masterful timing that is designed to offset and disturb. Without a hint of training, Shinobu replicated that exact kind of delicate deliberate motion as she turned to behold a certain pink haired scoundrel and stalker babbling away to a pair of girls and saying things like:
"Shinobu definitely didn't beg and plead to try out anal."
And.
"Shinobu definitely doesn't have lips that could suck the skin off a potato."
Ran’s head was suddenly caught in a vice like grip, Shinobu grabbing the pink and slutty stalker alien by the top of her head, squeezing hard enough to make some groaning sounds as her skull strained against Shinobu’s fingers.
"Can. I. Have. A. Word. With. You. Ran."
It was not a question. It was a statement. With a single hand Shinobu lifted the alien girl up off the floor and carried her up to the roof.
"Tsk, typical. The girl is insatiable."
Right! Right! Up to the roof even faster, now! Shinobu planted the other girl on the roof, grabbed her shoulder and yelled at the top of her lungs: "What the actual fuck, Ran?!" Then she took a deep breath. "Ah, my image! Oh no, they'll think I'm not an ordinary girl! Noooo, my social life!"
"I'd think that Ataru's ex-girlfriend didn't much care about how others-"
Remember before, when the other girls were giving her a weighted death glare? Shinobu returned it a thousandfold on Ran, threatening much misery in her near future if she dared to finish that sentence.
"H-Hey, I'm frustrated too," Ran said. "So <b>don't you give me that, missy</b>! I’m not 100% happy with sharing Ryu-dear myself, but at the same time there's a part of me that wants to watch her seduce and <b>thoroughly ruin</b> every single girl she gets her strong, masculine hands on. Ohhh, whatever is the matter with me?"
"There, there," Ataru said, patting both of them on the bottom. "I know how it is. I never expected to wind up being part of a girl's harem either, but here we -"
Both of them clocked him in unison, sending him spinning in the air. Right. Well then. Only one thing for it.
"Ryu is holding a get together at her place. After school," Shinobu said. "You're invited."
"Oh, cool," Ran said. She cocked her head. "Clothing optional?"
Shinobu gulped. "I hope so..." she admitted. "I really, really hope so."
<hr>
Do you know what the hardest damned thing in the world is? Having no childhood of your own, and then having to be a responsible adult that occasionally must supervise the worst, absolute worst kids on planet Earth. That's the situation Sakura was in right now. That was where she found herself in life.
Still, it was a step up from being sick all the time.
"So... I wanna know more about this sex thing."
Then there were other times where she really, really would rather be laid up with the mumps.Sitting her office with, of all people, Ryuunosuke Fujinami. The girl in school that damn near everyone wanted to bang, whether male or female, gay or straight, it didn't goddamned matter because she appealed to both <i>perfectly</i>.
Wanted to know about sex. From her.
"What did you want to know?" Sakura asked.
"How long does it take before the explosions happen?"
Oh yes. That's right. Her father had filled her head with all kinds of nonsense because he was a gaslighting idiot. In all seriousness, Sakura sincerely and truly hoped that there was a special level in hell for each and every person that engaged in deliberate gaslighting, because it was one of the most outright evil things she'd heard of that didn't involve direct physical abuse. Then again, the psychological harm it could inflict might actually be worse.
"The only explosion that sex causes is metaphorical," Sakura said. "Why would you think..."
"Well,there was this one time a buncha cops showed up in weird protective gear at a ruined house, and my pops said that someone musta banged there."
Ohhh, that headache was getting worse. "It seems like your father was trying to dissuade you from experimenting with sex," Sakura said. Carefully. Slowly. Very much aware that she could easily lose her job if she wasn't very damned meticulous in how she handled this. Whyfor? Well, her wandering hand did want to pat Ryuunosuke on her thigh. Her... powerful... thigh.
The thought was banished. Professional. She was a professional, responsible adult. Who wasn't getting any from her fiance, because he was insisting on being a virgin until he managed to summon Satan. Don't ask her she didn't get it either!
"Huh, I guess that is the kind of thing he'd do," Ryuunosuke said. "Good thing he ain't around no more to mess with my head, right?"
<i>"My son is talking about me behind my back! How cruel!"</i> Mister Fujinami’s hologram showed up. Because somehow whatever alien signal was projecting him to Earth had a knack for picking the worst possible time to be active. <I>"Now, you listen to me, young man! Don't you go hanging around that Moroboshi boy, he's a bad influence."</i>
"Worse than you?!" Ryuunosuke yelled, tossing a can through the hologram. So cool... No, no, professional and responsible adult. "Clear off back into the inky black, ya jerk! Who needs ya?!"
<i>"You ungrateful chi-"</i>
And then, mercifully, the signal cut out again. Huh. Even that scant thirty seconds, maybe less, was enough to set Ryuunosuke's mood to deep sour. The girl stared at where the hologram was, then fell back into her chair, and she started to laugh darkly.
"A bad influence, is he?" Ryuunosuke chuckled, pounding her fist into her open palm. "I'll show him then! I'll hang out with Moroboshi and let him influence me all he wants! Hahaha!"
Sakura coughed, quite urgently, trying to get her attention. "Uh, I think he was engaging in reverse psychology gaslighting there! Or his advice was genuine for once.." More likely the former than the latter.
"Oh Moroboshi, I got some questions for ya! Hahahahahaha!"
"No wait, this feels like something I should be involved with!" Sakura yelled. <b>"Responsible adult!!!!!!!"<//b>
- It's Ataru Moroboshi's lucky day!
- Hahahaha, no, Ataru Moroboshi has no lucky days are you high?
- Meanwhile Lum is thinking about how to get some more alone time with Darling.
- Shinobu is trying to get Ran to salvage her reputation. It’s not working.
- Something else
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