Story: UY Sexy Secret Santa

 

 After that refreshing bath, there was little else for it but for Miss Sakura to go out, and experience the wordl with renewed confidence in herself and, of course, her radiant beauty. That shampoo, whatever it might have been attempting to do, had clearly been no match for her superior spiritual power. It had washed right off her magnificent self with absolutely no effect at all - unless you count this luxurious sheen that she simply had to show off right away.

Oh, she had considered dressing up a little to show off - but then realised that perfectly ordinary attire would suffice. Her nurse's uniform would be more than sufficient as she - Ah, let's say she was on the prowl for more supernatural troublemakers that she could trivially make vanish from this world, while looking absolutely fabulous in the process.

Of course, we're aware that she did actually fall under the effects of the shampoo, and fell quite hard. If not for Mendo spying on her with that enchanted eyepiece, perhaps she might have stood a chance of resisting. Alas, it had compelled her to show off, and so she had indulged in far more of it than she should which easily wore her defenses down to nothing at all. Now, it had made her confident. Overly confident. Not... arrogance, per se. Perhaps a better word would be 'vanity'.

Though it must be said that she had good reason to be vain. Even before the effects of that mysterious shampoo Miss Sakura was a true beauty, elegant and stunning from head to toe with the kind of figure many women would gladly murder to have. Then she used that beautifying shampoo, which gave her an even greater supernatural appeal than before. However, that greater confidence - pardon me, vanity - meant that the perverted antics of others made her simultaneously more vulnerable and also, paradoxically... Well, let's get there when we get there.

To begin with, Sakura's gaze fell upon a familiar figure wearing unfamiliar attire. Right away, she recognised the face of Ryuunosuke Fujinami. But to see her wearing a bunnygirl outfit, in public no less? Such a thing could be called no less than a miracle. Until her supernatural senses told her that this wasn't a real girl, but rather something else entirely. Something that obviously merited her immediate attention.

"Miss Fujinami!" Sakura called out, and the girl immediately locked eyes with her. The two of them stepped forward, in a mirroring fashion, swinging their hips both of them attempting to show off their bodies and draw attention to their sex appeal. Though ultimately for different reasons. One because she was perpetually horny, and the other because she was hopelessly vain. "That's quite the costume. I'm surprised your father hasn't appeared to cause you trouble for wearing it."

"Ain't nothing to worry about," bunny Ryu said, looking Sakura up and down as if she was the tastiest dish at the feast. Which, at many feasts, would indeed be the case. "I'm just playing around, having some fun."

"Yes, indeed, I can see that." How troublesome. Sakura flicked her hair back, and tried to figure out what this spirit's game was. There seemed to be some dolls nestled in her cleavage. Dolls that looked like people she knew. "What are those? Aren't you a little old to be playing with them?"

A wide grin overtook bunny Ryu's face, and Miss Sakura knew she was onto something here. This was obviously a mischievous spirit out and about, likely having tricked poor Ryuunosuke into accepting some bargain pertaining to femininity. Well, Sakura was far too smart to fall for any such treachery! Mark her words, this creature would be undone swiftly and shortly! The creature posing as Ryu pulled out a doll that looked remarkably like Sakura and held it aloft.

"I'm so pretty, I should wear a bunny outfit just like that!" bunny Ryu said in an approximation of Sakura's voice, and at the same exact time that Sakura herself said that very thing. Do you know, that was actually an excellent point. She truly should consider wearing a bunny outfit exactly like this creature here to better flaunt her body. However, she first had to deal with this creature before it caused any more problems. To that end she pulled out an ofuda - and then bunny Ryu made the doll in her hand fling it out to the side, tossing the ofuda away. Oh dear. Had the wind caught it? The notion that the doll might be powerful enough to manipulate her body was, of course, ridiculous and hence discarded without a second thought.

If not, then she would have immediately and discretely developed a countermeasure to deal with that possibility. It wouldn't have been too difficult. A silent prayer, summon some spiritual energy, that ought to be enough.

"Oh, is that a doll of yourself?" Sakura asked. "What are you doing with -"

'Making them kiss' was the answer. Oh, that was a good idea, she could perhaps find out more if she leaned in and... Once again, such a thing would be normally easy for Sakura to resist if she wasn't so full of herself. Her defenses against mystical manipulation of this nature might as well be in the negatives, it was super effective against her right now. Confidence of this level is like inviting all kinds of magic into your body. Sort of like giving permission to a vampire to enter your home. As such, without a shred of hesitation she leaned forward and smooshed her mouth right into Ryunosuke's. Gracefully. Yes, she gracefully smooshed. There is no contradiction here.

Naturally, passersby gawped at the sight of someone as literally supernaturally hot making out in the middle of the street with a random yet merely super hot bunnygirl. At least two men walked into each other, and one other crashed into a wall. All seemed to be going well so far as bunny Ryu's 'corrupt Miss Sakura' plan was going... except that for some reason she dropped the dolls mid-kiss, and when she stepped away she had a glassy look in her eyes.

"Hey let's go bunnygirl outfit shopping now," she said with a rather bizarre, almost drunken affectation. "You're really pretty. Soooo pretty, and your hair is soooo shiny!"

"Guilty, as charged!" Sakura sniffed, then picked up the dolls and regarded them carefully. "Hrm, perhaps if I play along a little while longer I can figure out what you're up to."

You see, that's the other aspect of this mysterious shampoo. While it may make her much more suscpetible to the magical perverted manipulation of others, in a strange way it also provided a devastating counterattack. This effect would last another five hours, and during those five hours she would be so hot that she would be able to reflexively seduce anyone who stared a little too long or tried something more daring like - off the top of my head - a kiss.

Not that bunny Ryu had given up on trying to corrupt Sakura into becoming a full time sexual deviant, of course. She was just going to be a bit more distracted about it than before. First thing though - let's get that tall, leggy, curvy body into a bunnysuit where it rightly belongs!

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All truth told, Ataru Moroboshi wasn't exactly having a bad time of it. Oh, sure! Those dream clones of Ryunosuke had run off to cause all sorts of mayhem and mischief for which he would, inevitably, wind up eating all of the blame. Nonetheless he could hardly complain about his situation. In exchange for that he had an obviously horny and oblivious original Ryunosuke sitting in his lap, feet mystically bound together by the two dolls sitting on a desk not too far away.

Look at her there, all flush faced and unable to get a word out. How cute! How darling! How utterly precious!

"W-We gotta g-go after the-them," Ryunosuke stammered out, fidgeting up against him. "It's s-so emba-embarassing! Ah, wh-why can't I t-talk right?"

"Never fear, Ryu-chan! I am still here to support you!" Ataru said, and her thighs clenched tightly around his hips. Youch! She was still strong, that's for sure!  Even though that wasn't intentional, she forced the breath out of his lungs sharpish with that!

"Shut up! Th-This is your fault somehow, sitting in your lap makes me feel good but also really weird."

"It can't be he~elped!" Ataru sang. "Although, with the way you're tied up, it might make it a bit difficult for me to reach the dolls. Tell you what though, maybe a little motivation might make me strong enough to carry you over the~ere. Like, say, a little kiss?"

This is normally where she would headbutt him or something, but owing to the effects of the address book, it was clear she was thinking about it. Oho. Oho! Ohohoho!

"Fine!" she she snapped. "But you can't tell nobody about it, got it?"

"My lips are sealed!" Indeed, and soon to be sealed by her lips too! Aha, he leaned in with eager anticipation. She tensed up and closed her eyes, the moment of magic was fast approaching, any moment now and she'd surely have an awakening to what these feelings truly meant -

"Darling!"

Oh, but if only it was that simple, for now he was beset by his Oni tormentor casting lightning down upon him to make him pay for his transgressions. He didn't mind so much these days but poor Ryu-chan getting caught in that as well, how cruel of Lum.

"While I'm sleeping in the same room no less!" Lum huffed. "And Ryunosuke, I would have expected better from you. Even though you do live here now, it's quite unacceptable."

"It ain't my fault!" Ryunosuke yelled. "A stupid slutty bunny version of me used those magic dolls to tie us together, then went out with other dolls to corrupt anyone she could find into a pervert too!"

You know, put it like that and the day did seem especially strange even by their standards. Nonetheless, Lum did notice the dolls, and floated over towards them. After a moment she untied the cloth keeping the Ryu doll's legs around the Ataru doll's waist, and then forcefully pulled the two of them apart.

"Huh, I suppose it really wasn't your fault," Lum mused. Then she kissed the Ataru doll on top of its head and put it in her bra while shooting him a meaningful look. "Ryu-chan, you'd better go and find that other you before she causes trouble."

"No need to tell me twice!" Ryunosuke yelled, heading right to the window and leaping out to the street below in a blind panic. Leaving Ataru alone. With Lum. Who had access to a doll that could make him do anything she wanted.

"Heh," Lum chuckled, flicking back her hair. "You know, the last time we had dolls like these, you had such... interesting idea of how to use them."

"Aren't we going to help Ryunosuke?" Ataru asked. Though honestly he kind of wanted to see that horny version of her again.

"In a bit, after we discuss a few things. Darling."