Ah, bliss. Naru felt happy. Content. Serene. At peace with herself. It was as though she had fully and completely understood, embraced her lot in life. She looked to Keitaro and giggled playfully, enjoying the feeling of the air hitting her trembling lips. Ah, her man was such a dork. A manly, kissable dork whose dick she loved to suck. Oooh, being with him made her feel so happy and warm inside, especially when she licked her lips.
Right now, at this very moment, Keitaro was instructing their newest recruit on the best plan to bring others into the fold. Which was noble and righteous, a good and worthy cause. Unfortunately, this meant that he had to neglect Naru's lips for just a little while, though he did have to occasionally smooch their new recruit when she complained a little about the use of her family's wealth and resources.
Once upon a time it would have made her jealous. It would have spiked her anger. But now, watching him kissing another beautiful, wealthy woman, it was filling her with feelings of -
Feelings of -
Uh... Hold on one moment. Naru blinked and shook her head. Her thoughts felt all foggy for some reason. Can't quite think. Can't quite concentrate. Something wasn't right here. But what? What was wrong?
"And so, Lady Kimika, we shall set up this so-called 'fortune teller's booth' for the purpose of luring in the unbelievers and converting them to our cause," Keitaro said. He sounded weird. Keitaro was a dork and a clumsy pervert, not some enigmatic leader. It was as though someone had a syringe of liquid confident and stuck it in his butt. Huh... Weird. She felt so damned <i>weird</i> right now.
Where were they anyway? Standing in a tent, apparently, with a man painting a sign, dotting it with stars. Advertising a fortune teller's tent?
"And - And will this allow me to have both Hitoshi and Saati?" the woman in front of Keitaro asked. Oof, with that body language Naru could almost see a tail coming off her, wagging excitedly. There wasn't one, but the image was so intense from the way she was moving and standing that there might as well have been. "Will I be able to smoooooch them and kiiiiiss them all I want?"
"What kind of job did I take on today?" the painter muttered under his breath. "At least the pay is good."
"Better than that, my dear Lady Kimika," Keitaro said, then leaned in and - And kiss that woman right on the lips! How dare he! Right in front of her! "You will be theirs, as they will be yours."
Alright, that tore it! Naru Narusegawa was back to her usual self! She grabbed Keitaro by the collar, whirled him around and scowled darkly at him and his - His weirdly swollen lips, and then yelled "What the hell do you think you're playing at?!"
"Ah, my precious promised girl," Keitaro warbled, affectionately patting her on the head. It was nice, but that also kind of annoyed her for some reason. "You are no doubt feeling tense for I have been neglecting you while attending to the needs of our faith. How truly wicked of me, allow me to make amends."
"What, did you swallow a cult leafl-" Naru began to ask, making ready to send him flying into low earth orbit with one of her punches, as she always did when he did something dumb and perverted (so, roughly an average of two and a half time a day).
But today, something odd happened. Today, her fist didn't form. Today her hand went to the back of his head and pulled him downwards. Today, she found her own body betraying her as it stepped forward, opening her mouth wide and -
Mmmmm, yes, that's the good shit right there.
This softness, this sensation! She was starting to remember now! Ooh, this feeling. How could she forget it so easily? Her body ached for it, craved it, needed it! Maybe that was why? Because she wanted attention, so she reflexively rejected those memories for a little bit so she could experience this feeling of falling under its power again?
If that was the case then Naru couldn't wait for it to happen again! And again! And again! Keitaro's perverted horny hands traced her body, even going under her clothes and not only did she let him she mentally begged him to touch her. This dork, this complete and utter pervert was her man, after all. And she was his promised girl. Therefore they could touch each other, kiss each other, make complete and total messes of each other all. They. Wanted.
"Ahhh, to see the Lord and Lady show their mutual kissing lust," Kimika moaned, off to the side. "I can hardly wait to be someone's kiss slave, just like the two of you are to each other!"
Naru's puffed up lips turned into a grin. She could hardly wait as well. It would be so... so much fun. Much like this fortune teller's tent they were setting up. So much fun, she could hardly wait to get people into it.
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Ah, is there anything in the world better than shopping? If there was, Toeni Namba would love to find out about it! Perhaps 'toying with men?' Yes, that was a definite contender. She had to give Hitoshi credit, he certainly knew how to design a killer body!
To explain a little: Toeni Namba was actually an artificial intelligence that had been brought to life by a lightning strike. Very Frankenstein of the modern era. She had been created by a boy who, frankly, ought to be a billionaire considering his accomplishments in the field of artificial intelligence even before no less than three freak accidents brought his AI's to life. As in, bringing them out in the flesh.
Toeni was the 'oldest' of the three. Her body was based on three different models that Hitoshi happened to favour, giving her the ideal womanly figure. Couple that with her face, which was exactly the spitting image of Kimika Aso. Her personality, though... was pretty awful. She teased her creator mercilessly - and he frankly had it coming for designing her the way that he did - and that caused him to move on to other models, eventually settling on Saati.
By this point Toeni had pretty much given up on teasing Hitoshi, it was quite clear that he was more interested in Saati. Someone like that would obviously be more interested in someone gentle and kind like her. Hrmph! It wounded her pride a little bit, but nobody can win every time. Not even someone as absolutely flawless as herself.
Today though. Today, while out shopping, she came across something interesting. Something she'd never seen before. A new tent. Out in the street. The colour reminded her of the sky at night, though the little white stars certainly helped with that impression. The sign out front read "Fortune Teller - 100 yen to have your palm read, 200 for a tarot reading, 300 for love advice."
"Fortune telling?" Toeni scoffed. "Hah, as if anyone believes in that mumbo jumbo!" Do note that she believed in it right after being summoned. "I've read up on those techniques. Cold reading? Generic advice that could be applied to anyone? Please."
Now, having said all that you'd think she would simply walk away. However, Toeni couldn't pass up a chance like this. A cheap opportunity to play a little joke on the proprietors of this establishment? Heh! Of course, she expected that this is where they would get most of their custom, skeptics like her popping in to say hello and try to catch them out. All part of the game.
So in she went. Playing up the airheaded act so she could catch them off guard. Inside, she found a girl sitting behind the table, wearing a dark robe and a veil over her face. No doubt to promote the mystique. Well sure, let them have their fun.
"Welcome, welcome," the girl said. "I am Naru and - " She stopped. "Oh, Kimika? But I thought - "
Kimika, hrm? Well, that was interesting. Another ploy by that girl? She could play along with that for a little while.
"Have you had many customers?" she asked in a demanding tone, switching gears at the drop of a hat. This silly girl thought she was Kimika, did she? Well, her face wasn't exactly the same. Perhaps five years older. "It seems rather sparse in here."
"Well, we've only just set up," Naru said. Behind her veil, Toeni could make out something like a smile. "While you are here, I can give you a free reading."
"Why not? It will let me see what you get up to personally."
Heh. How about that? Toeni had used cold reading herself to outsmart the professional cold reader. She'd let this Naru read her 'future' for free, and then reveal the truth only when she was leaving the tent. She'd be laughing the rest of the day about tricking this fool.
"To begin with, take a seat and give me your palm." Toeni did so. "Now close your eyes." Very well. It was all she could do to keep a smug grin off her face. Oh, her grip on Toeni's wrist was surprisingly tight. "And... It's a good thing we soundproofed this tent, don't you think Miss Faker?"
Huh? What was- Ah! Something leaped at her face! Toeni fell back to the ground, clutching at her head. Something had grabbed her! What was this?! Some kind of machine?! It was doing something very... oddly pleasant to her lips.
Well then! One of the benefits of being an AI was the ability to talk to machines. Interacting with them in a way that no human ever could. And so -
<i>"Hi, hi!"</i> the device called out in a cheery way. <i>"I'm the kiss-o-matic! Nice to meet you!"</i>
That was not the response she was expecting. Most other machines she interacted with had extremely boring and logical personalities, which made it easy to manipulate them. This sounded like - Like some hyperactive super happy kid!
<i>"What are you doing to me?"</i> she demanded.
<i>"Kissing you! Of course!"</i> came the reply. <i>"Ooh, you're really pretty, but these lips need to be made a bit bigger."
"My face is perfect the way it is thank you very - </i>
She didn't finish the thought as her back suddenly arched. What was this?! While pleasure was no new thing to her, something like this was far above and beyond what she'd experienced before! It felt like - like this machine was tinkering with her programming in some way, which only Hitoshi was allowed to do!
<i>"Let's see, let's see!"</i> the machine continued. <i>"Lips like these are made for smoochies!"</i>
... Alright then! So be it! She had a handle on this machine's unique personality now. Time to manipulate it to make it do what she wanted! Granted, it was a bit more advanced than anything outside herself and her siblings that she'd encountered to date - but still! She would not be defeated by this ridiculous thing!
<i>"Say... That Naru girl is licking her lips quite a lot,"</i> Toeni observed. Which was true, she most certainly was. <i>"Why, I do believe she's in more desperate need of a nice deep smooch than I am!"
"She is?!"</i> the device gasped, and then a moment later it leaped off her to tackle Naru to the ground. Toeni ruled to her feet, wiping at her mouth which was still tingling, and ran off to leave - only to barrel right into two people. One, a man that oddly reminded her of Hitoshi. The other... Well.
"Fancy meeting you here," Kimika said. "Ohohoho, Saati's wretched older sister. Came in to get your fortunes read?"
"And what about you?" Toeni shot back, always eager to trade barbs with the bitch she was a copy of. "Luring people in to get attacked by your machine? I don't know what kind of model you're trying to run here but - "
That particular line of thought didn't go very far before Kimika suddenly rushed forward to smooch her on the lips. Huh? Huh?! A girl was - A girl was kissing her now?! Toeni's eye twitched and she hurled this rich brat back, and then ran out of the tent. Something weird was going on here! The best thing for her to do right now was - Was find Hitoshi and Saati. Not because she needed their help or anything, but to do the big sisterly thing and keep them from getting caught up in this nonsense as well!
Although, it must be said that one thing was worrying her. Toeni's lips were starting to feel very strange.
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