Story: Chilly Harem

 

 I had made a most grave mistake, dearest diary. As impossible as it may seem to believe, Ryunosuke Fujinami - the manliest man among men I've ever encountered - was in fact the manliest woman among men that I had ever encountered! How illuminating, how mysterious, Earth truly is full of such strange things.

Looking at her figure, one must especially admit to feeling foolish. Those breasts are much larger than my own. However had I failed to notice them? True, her mannerism was quite boyish. As in, absurdly so - but enough to distort my perception of reality enough that I could possibly have missed those?!

No. It is best not to dwell on such matters now. The mistake was made. I have already booked in numerous manly activities for the pair to bond over. I might be able to manage something for the end of the day - but I fear that now the date might be ruined beyond the capacity for repair.

Oh, dearest diary, I had such hopes for this date. Whatever shall I do now? What must Ryunosuke think, after being made to go through all these planned manly activities?

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"Yeah! Get him!" Ryunosuke cheered, leaning over in her seat while watching a boxing match. "Lure him out, keep your guard up - Oh yeah! Didja see that punch? And the follow through? His bell's sure as hell’s been rung after that!"

Less enthusiastic was Ataru Moroboshi, who had little time for watching sports. They tended to involve a lot of half naked men running around working up a sweat. Why would he ever want to see something like that? Much more fun when it's girls!

Actually, seeing Ryunosuke's exuberance and excitement was kind of more interesting to him. Especially since she was wearing much, much less than she arrived in. Sitting there in a snug pair of shorts, and a flimsy white tanktop... No bra. No breast bindings. Occasionally sipping from a nice cold drink through a straw. Her bare skin gleaming from sweat, if he leaned in close he could probably smell it off her...

"Knockout!" Ryunosuke cheered, rising fast from her chair and, without meaning to, knocking Ataru flat off his in the process. "Alright, that was a hell of a match! Whoo! You know, today's been a heck of a lot more fun than I was thinking. We did some car racing, got to fire some alien guns at a firing range, and now we got to see an alien fight! This was a total blast, this bromance thing is awesome!"

"Glad you're enjoying yourself!" Ataru said from the floor. He, on the other hand, was enjoying himself for quite different reasons. Much like with the boxing match Ryu got a kind of intensity about her, where she got into the zone, and even though her reactions were extremely manly they were also pretty cute. Especially since she was wearing so little, and the heat was obviously getting to her a little bit. Ah, just spending time with her like this was precious in and of itself! Such a shame that the date was almost over.

"Pardon me for intruding," their guide said, popping in from out of nowhere once again. "We hope that you are enjoying your stay. Now, finally, a change of plans appears to be in order.As you've had quite the exciting day, we would like to, shall we say, wind it down a little with a full body massage."

He snapped his fingers, and a pair of rather beautiful scantily clad aliens sauntered into the room. Key and vital way to get Ataru to agree to anything. Though he did so hate to be seperated from Ryunosuke, who was he to turn down such a precious opportunity?

"Never had a massage before," Ryunosuke said. "My old man used to say they caused folk's hair to fall out and their teeth to turn blue."

"Not according to our scans," the guide said. "I do not believe that anything beyond blue dye in your food could have that effect on teeth, never mind merely touching your body."

"Ah, give it a try, Ryu-chan!" Ataru said, patting her on the shoulder. "I'm sure they'll take good care of you. Haha!"

So off he went into the next room. Apparently they'd be getting massaged separately? Not a big problem - though he was a little confused when instead of a table, he was led to a chair... which, for some reason, had a two way mirror showing into the room that Ryunosuke was in. The pretty alien girl started to rub his shoulders, and then a voice Ataru didn't expect came over some speakers.

<i>"My most sincere apologies, Lord Moroboshi,"</i> Oyuki? <i>"When organising this date, I was under the impression that Ryunosuke was a boy."</i>

"Ah, easy mistake," Ataru said. Ooh, not bad, she really got into that crick in his neck, he didn't even know that had been feeling bad until just now. "I still had fun! Ryu-chan is cutest when she's being herself."

<i>"As a way to make this up to you, I have decided to adjust my plans a little,"</i> Oyuki said. <i>"Please, enjoy the show."</i>

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Not for the first time, Ryunosuke felt a keen envy for a chick. Look at her. All girly, and being okay with it. Feminine figure, cute face, cute body language. Ryunosuke had always wanted to be cute like that, but every time she tried it felt wrong. Like her old man was whispering in her ear, telling her how weird it was for her to be picking flowers or learning how to bake, or wearing a skirt, or trying on makeup... All stuff she wanted to try, but her pride as a man was keeping her from trying until she beat her old man!

You can see the complex she's got going on.She wants something, yearns for it, aches for it - but doesn't feel like she's earned it.And so when it's offered she turns it down until she's ready. But when will she be ready? Who knows! Either way Ryunosuke was trapped into a life of never being -

"Ah, we have such a cute customer today," the alien beauty said, practically knocking Ryunosuke off her feet with her words. "Your boyfriend is so lucky to have such a cute girlfriend. Oh, did I say something wrong?"

Cute girlfriend! Ah! That had been the first time in her life Ryunosuke had been called that! This was the only way that she could ever accept what she truly wanted - validation of her true gender by someone she didn't know! Do please ignore the fact that it was extremely obvious right now that Ryunosuke was a girl as she was not binding her breasts, the statement was still a critical hit across her weakest point. So much so that she forgot that she wasn't on a date with Ataru for a moment, therefore did not protest that statement at all.

"The two of you have had quite the day," the alien beauty said, gently guiding Ryunosuke to a table while she was still stunned. "What the two of you need right now is to relax. Unwind. Let yourself destress."

"Say that again!" Ryunosuke suddenly said. "What am I?"

"You're Ataru Moroboshi's cute girlfriend," the alien beauty said, and with surprising strength she pushed her face down on the table. "Now, you've never had a massage before, right? Based on what you said before. Now. There's no need to worry, this is all about helping you... relax."

"I dunno, this seems a little -"

"Cute girlfriend," the alien sang, and pushed hard into Ryunosuke's back. Something popped, and for a moment it felt awful - but that was quickly dwarfed by all this pressure suddenly evaporating right out of her. After that all she could do was collapse and let her get to work. "Such a cute girlfriend. So cute, and pretty, and I bet you love him lots and lots."

"Huuuugh," Ryunosuke burbled. Oooh, this chick had magic fingers. It was like she was pushing all the tension in her body up to her shoulders, making all the muscles in her torso unwind, relax, and start working efficiently again. Even her heart was calming down after all that fun activity, and - Hey was that ambient music playing? Really relaxing. So this is what a massage was like huh? Looks like her old man had lied yet again.

Suddenly, something cold was placed on her back. "Just some ice cubes, no need to have such a cute reaction," the masseuse said. "According to our research, normally on earth they put hot stones on a person's back to aleviate tension, but here on Mercury that would really not help much."

"Ah! Actually, it does feel sorta nice." Now that the initial shock had worn off, that is. Her eyes fluttered, and for once a truly genuine smile crept onto this girl's face. Yeah, this was nice. Really nice. Hey, and now the massage was moving down to her legs, rubbing tension methodically out of her ankles, before moving up to her thighs and squeezing them all the way down, making her muscles wanna sing and dance in thanks for making them feel like this.

"I'm glad to hear it," the masseuse said. "After all, one of Ataru Moroboshi's girlfriends should always feel nice and relaxed. Relaxed at all times..."

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Honestly, dearest diary, it wasn't too hard to pinpoint her area of insecurity now that I knew a bit more about the young girl. It seemed as though my thoughts were correct. Now, let's see if they are as capable as they believe - the staff there merely have the impression they're helping Ryunosuke overcome her own insecurities about her femininity, but of course it's more than that.

Soon, if everything goes according to plan, I shall have an addition to Lord Moroboshi's harem. Perhaps this mistake wasn't as terrible as I had initially believed?

Always yours, my dearest diary,
Oyuki