Story: Kissomatic

 

 Back at the Hinata Dorms, tucked away in Keitaro's room, were two rather beautiful girls with big plump lips. Normally these two had very little in common. I mean, Kitsune was a natural born troublemaker, while Mutsumi was kind of a clumsy girl but well meaning. But why do we obsess so much over the differences between people? Such an attitude is not healthy. We all have more in common than we like to think, let's focus on those points and bring the world together, much as these two had been brought together in mutual smoochy bliss.

To begin with, they were both beautiful. What? I already covered that? Alright, alright. They both had quite large breasts, slender waists, pretty faces... Okay, I'm just covering the same things as 'beautiful' here, but look around, you know what site you're on, of course that's where oru focus begins.

Let's look at less superficial similarities. Like the fact that they are both super into Ketiaro Urashima. Kitsune didn't show it anywhere near as much, but it was true. She was. Definitely into him. But that kind of 'into him' where she recognised that he was 'into' someone else, and she actively wanted them to hook up.

Mutsumi was, actually, in a similar boat. She'd be perfectly happy hooking up with him - but liked him enough that she recognised his obvious attraction to Naru, and wanted to push the two of them together, in her own way.

You see? Two very different personalities, with two very similar desires playing under their heart. Not so different, huh? Well, now that we've set the scene a little, let's peek into Kitsune's mind. Why her and not Mutsumi? Well, let's just say that would involve describing a lot of watermelons. Like, a lot. Not a metaphor for breasts, honest, we're talking the actual fruit here. Kitsune's mind was ever so slightly more focused on relevant matters.

"Wait, how did I get here again?" Kitsune asked inside her own head, while tenderly enjoying the feeling of Mutsumi's smoochers pressed into her own. She ran her tongue experimentally along them again, and found it being pulled inside. Not for the first time, and certainly not for the last. It was a tug of war she knew she'd lose every time, but couldn't help herself from participating in. At the same time, her hand went on a well worn tour of this cute girl's body. Her breasts were the most obviously impressive thing about her, but everything about her womanly figure was a delight to the skin, as if it was the very reason that God had created the sense of touch to begin with. "The last thing I remember, I was -"

She had been lip locked with Keitaro. A memory that sent a shiver down her spine. For good reason, as well! Any girl finding herself thinking of the time she kissed the boy she liked is going to react like this, every time without fail! Ah, but she should also feel guilty for stealing his lips like that when she was trying to bravely step aside for the sake of her friend.

Except that she also remembered that said friend was enthusiastically sucking his dick at the same time.

"Mmmmf fuuuuck," she moaned into Mutsumi's mouth. Oooh, that was setting off a switch she didn't know she had! Ah! Ah! What happened next? What happened after that?

<i>"I understand now,"</i> Keitaro had said. <i>"come, Naru! We must spread the word!"</i>

<i>"Yes, dear!"</i> Naru had said, all lovey dovey and all but swooning as she latched onto his arm and -

A shudder tore through Kitsune's body as her newfound fetish said 'yes please'. How was it possible, she had a ship as a fetish?!

"Say, whatcha thinking about?" Mutsumi asked, all innocence and smiles.

"Keitaro and Naru walking arm and arm out the inn's front door, snuggled into each other and smili-"

"Hrnk!" Mutsumi shuddered, doing so with such violence that it flung Kitsune across the room. "Oh, terribly sorry. For some reason, thinking about that sort of thing makes me feel so good that my body misbehaves. Teehee!"

Chalk up another thing they had in common. Nothing vague or ambiguous about this, the two of them had the same weirdly specific kink.

"Oh, what's this?" Kitsune asked. "My, my. I thought you wanted to hook up with him."

"With them," Mutsumi wagged her finger. "Both of the~em. I just thought it would be easier if I won over Kei-chan first."

How cheeky! And now Kitsune could plainly see that she was being seduced as well. Was that the real reason that she'd agreed to 'training' on how to seduce him? So that Kitsune herself could be ensnared in her web? How utterly devious. She completely and totally approved of this level of deviousness.

Besides, her lips seemed to especially approve of the idea of being in a smoochy harem. Yes, that seemed like a very good idea...

However! She could not sit here idly. Smooching all day was fun and all, but there were times when one had to stretch one's legs. Besides, it would be a fine opportunity to spread Mutsumi's web of smoochiness further, wouldn't it? Plus, the question did linger in her mind - what exactly were the others up to while the two of them were in here? Had Keitaro and Naru returned? If so... Mmmm, Kitsune licked her lips, she wondered if she could get a taste of Keitaro's dick this time around!

"Shall we take a walk, future lover?" Kitsune asked. She offered her arm to Mitsuni, who took it graciously and - dear me, pinning her upper arm in between those watermelons? Now that she knew what to look for, she could tell, that was no accident!

So, what a pretty pair they made, walking out into the hallways of the dorm. They could hear what sounded like some pretty insane action out front - Which sounded interesting, but could be investigated more fully later on. When things had died down and there was much less risk of life, limb, or lips.

Besides, in the middle of a ruckus you'd be amazed at the things you can catch people in the middle of doing that they would rather not be caught doing.

Case in point, a strangely familiar stranger lurking around wearing clothes a mite too small for them. My, my. What a delicious morsel. A body to rival Mitsune's, wearing a far too snug shirt and a skirt meant for a girl a few years younger than her. Furthermore, her lips were every bit as kissably plump as the rest of them. Oh yes, definitely a nasty intruder who had been caught out by Suu's machine, was no doubt dizzy and confused, and ripe for being made into their pe~et.

"Hello Shinobu, I almost didn't recognise you there," Mitsuni said as easily as breathing. Huh?! Shinobu! Wait - Wait a minute! That hairstyle... darkish blue with a cute short cut, check. That skirt, she'd definitely seen Shinobu around earlier wearing one just like it, that top was definitely hers as well - Huh?!

"Nnrgh!" Shinobu whined, touching at her face and apparently unable to stop herself from licking her lips. Her eyes narrowed, and then in a flash her foot stamped down. "Gotcha!" she yelled. Huh? Huh?! Huh?! The girl that was supposedly Shinobu reached down and picked up something that looked just like that same machine! "You! What did you do to me?!"

Uh...? Okay? What had happened here, exactly? A girl this feisty was supposed to be Shinobu? Gosh, look at her! That tiny cute shy thing had a body like that, and was going around dressed like that...? My, my! Going from number 1 'must protet' in the dorms to number 1 'must tap at first opportunity' is no mean feat!

Still, seeing her upset and fuming wasn't an entirely pleasant mood to see her in, so Kitsune slipped up behind her and gave her a quick kiss on the nape of her neck. To reassure her .Calm her down. Also, to leave her open to check - yep, these were real!

"Ooooh!" Shinobu moaned and writhed, how pleasant! "Cu-Cut it out Kitsune! You'll make me drop this thing! It - It changed my body to be like this!"

"Is that a number 2 on its underside?" Mutsumi asked, and all of a sudden Kitsune stopped with her ministrations. A number two...? She pulled off and took a better look at the troublemaking contraption. Oh. Oh dear. It was indeed a number two model. So the number one model had somehow stimulated their lips so much they had swollen up, while the number two could apparently boost a girl's sex appeal?

Now, Kitsune didn't mind a little chaos. Alright, she didn't mind a lot of chaos. However, she knew Suu well enough by now to know that if there was a version 2 of her newest invention, there were good odds that she was working on a version 3 already. If version 2 could have this kind of effect on Shinobu, then...

"Perhaps we should find Suu to discuss her newest invention?" Kitsune nervously suggested. "Before she causes any more trouble."

Oh dear would you look at that? There she went, assuming that she wasn't already too late to put a stop to Suu's nonsense.