Story: Kiss-O-Matic

 

 
Ayaka Yukihiro is the president of her classroom, who genuinely wants the best for her peers. She wants them all to reach for their potential, become as good as they can be. To this end she has pushed for Setsuna to come here, to the Hinata Dorms, to train herself under the tutelage of Motoko Aoyama, the current heir to a formidable school of demon hunting swordswomen. It had seemed like the best way to help the poor thing out of her rut.

This plan turned out to be better than perfect. Ayaka could barely help herself. Her fingers flew up to her lips and traced a circle around them. Her lips were extremely, ludicrously sensitive. Running her fingers around them, licking them, they were absolutely delightful... though not a patch on how good it felt when usign them to kiss someone!

Ah! That level of intimacy! It was engaging, enthralling, elegantly addictive! Yet Motoko and Setsuna were treating it as a bad thing. They were behaving as though sharing this gift with the world would only court disaster! How could that be? Why would that be?

The trouble was that neither Ayaka or Setsuna had the bigger lips that both Motoko and Kanako had. Apparently that was due to the machine they were in pursuit of? It had vanished from the grounds, by all appearances and - Oh no! Already? Ayaka could feel the effect starting to leave her! No! More, please! She needed to feel like this more!

In fact, what she needed was to find this 'kiss-o-matic' and subject herself to the full dose as soon as possible. Then... from there, she should introduce it to the rest of their class. One by one, giving them all massive suckers on their mouths that were made for smooching and kissing and showing nothing but love. Ah! She couldn't tell who she wanted to see it happen to harder! That cheeky Asuna, or that haughty Evangeline!

And what else would be better than all of them descending upon Negi, their beloved teacher, with their lips puckered, a look of panic on his face, but nowhere to go... And so... Tee hee! Oh gosh, what might happen to his wonderfully adorable face if he was subjected to the machine? Would his lips swell up as well? Would they? Would they?! Enquiring minds had to know!

"Curses," Motoko said. "Suu has gone to ground. She's hiding somewhere, and I can't figure out where."

"It's very likely she's on the move," Setsuna said. "That girl, she's quite agile, isn't she? How terrifying. She reminds me of a girl from our class."

Ku Fei, obviously. Ayaka wiggled a little in place trying to gather her thoughts... Aha! "Maybe we should bring in some other girls from our class to help out?" Ayaka suggested. "If Satomi got a good look at the machine, she might be able to figure out how to reverse its effects." Or more likely, amplify them once she understood how wonderful it was.

"Good thinking," Setsuna said. "Although, it might take her a few hours to get here. Why don't you call her while we track this thing down?"

Obviously, Ayaka had the phone numbers of every girl in class. It would be a trivial matter to head inside, somewhere private and bring that sucker in. Oooh, she could hardly wait! Satomi was a bit too shy for her own good. A good deep smooch would be the perfect thing to bring her out of her shell! Yes, Ayaka could plainly imagine it! Wearing her glasses, a half open labcoat and not a stitch else! This would be perfect, it would be sublime, it would be -

"Oh, I didn't realise we had a guest," said a girl with big enormous lips and also quite large breasts. Her eyes were pretty much closed as well, giving her a sly fox look. She was standing next to a girl who somehow had even larger boobs, but also wide shining eyes and a sincere smile and also for some reason there was a turtle on top of her head.

Ayaka, having discovered these residents of the dorm, stared slack jawed at them in sheer, pure envy. Boobs. Those boobs were too big. Far too big. Not fair how big they were. When her class had the likes of Chizuru, Kaede, Kazumi, and a few others, Ayaka assumed it was something in the water that she'd missed out on because she drank imported bottles. But these were somehow even bigger.

"I know my eyes are closed, sweetheart, but they're up here," the girl with her eyes closed lifted under Ayaka's chin and lifted her up to look at her pretty face. "I'm Mitsune by the - Mmph!"

"And I'm Mutsumi," said the other girl, who Ayaka would get a taste of very soon. "Oh dear, that's quite the enthusiastic greeting from our guest. It almost makes me want to -"

Ayaka had already found paradise. The taste of Mitsune's lips, while her enormous bust was pressing into her. Yes, that seemed like quite the perfect paradise... But then out of nowhere Mutsumi slipped in behind her and started to nuzzle into Ayaka's neck, and by comparison what she thought of as paradise before must have instead been a circle of hell. Boobs in front, boobs behind, lips on her neck, lips on her lips. Ah! Ah! Ahhhhh! Her hands didn't know what to do with themselves! Nor did Mitsune's, if she was any judge! For maybe the first second of this smooch she'd almost seemed to want to push Ayaka away, but that didn't last long before they went to Ayaka's hips and hung on for dear life!

"Mm, this is nice," Mutsumi said, in what must surely be the understatement of the century. "I can understand why Kei-chan and Na-chan are setting up that kissing cult now."

"I'm sorry, what are Keitaro and Naru doing again?"

Ah, no! Setsuna and Kanako were genty, oh so gently, prising them apart! Not fair, not fair, not fair! Though the movement made her appreciate just how busty the two were since their boobs left Ayaka's body two seconds after their lips stopped.

"Kitsune, how rotten! Taking advantage of our guests becaues you can't control your- "Motoko began, before seeming to almost fall into Mitsune, resulting in a deep embrace between the two that must look a lot like what happened when Ayaka went for Mitsune.

"Actually, this girl kissed Mitsune, and... I don't think she can hear me anymore, oh dear," Mutsumi tutted.

"y-You can let go of me now," Ayaka said. "I have enough self control to - Yow!"

"Mistress Motoko wants me to keep you from being smooched," Kanako said, quite insistently, and her grip on Ayaka's arms was tighter than a pair of handcuffs. This girl was deceptively strong! "It is also highly likely she would like to know more about this kissing cult that Mutsumi mentioned."

"Interested in joining, are you?" Ayaka asked. Actually, she was a little interested herself.

"This is hardly the time for teasing, Ayaka!" Setsuna admonished her. "Is it true, is there a kissing cult being set up surrounding this mysterious device?"

"It would appear so," Mutsumi said. "There was a news article - Oh dear, it looks like they lost their balance. And now their limbs are starting to get tangled up... should we maybe seperate them before things get a little too lewd?"

"No," Ayaka said.

"Yes," Setsuna said simultaneously to her. "Ayaka, please call Satomi and get her to come here as soon as possible. It might be best if we had Chao come too. I have a bad feeling about this."

Funny. Because Ayaka was having nothing but good feelings about this from the moment her lips had been smooched.