Story: Kissomatic

 If Setsuna was going to call for help, who else might she turn to but Takane Goodman? That was the thinking Takane had, as well. If she was being called in then it had to be a big problem. A professional magus like herself would only get herself involved when the situation was dire. Her potent shadow magic, her effortless strength and expertise would surely blow away the problem at hand. Thus, her presence made perfect sense.

What made much less sense was the scrawny glasses wearing girl standing next to her. A classmate of Setsuna, it seemed.

"Miss Satomi, are you sure you want to be here?" Takane asked while waiting at the door to this Hinata Dorms. "This might be a little too dangerous for you."

"I'm good, thanks!" Satomi said, sounding quite excited for some reason. "I mean, it's not every day you get to tinker with a new AI system!"

Yes, but if Setsuna's message was right, that 'AI system' was responsible for the mysterious kissing cult that had sprung up not too far away. Urgh, she didn't know how to feel about this. She was a professional. Having someone like this helping her out didn't sit well with her at all. Oh well. On the plus side, at least this shouldn't be too perverted. If kissing was the worst of it, then it shouldn't be too bad...

Cue the door being opened by a large breasted woman with enormous lips. As in, absolutely huge. That's both her breasts and her lips, by the way. Takane boggled at her in abject disbelief, as the reality of this ridiculous situation hammered its way into her brain. Oh no, she thought. Not another case like this.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Mutsumi!" the woman in front of her said, right before scooting forward aiming to plant a great big kiss on Satomi's innocent lips. Only for Takane to grab her, hold her back, try to ignore the size of her breasts and give this Mutsumi a big mean look.

"No," Takane warned. "No kisses."

"No smoochies?" Mutsumi said, in the same sort of tone a toddler might used if you told them there would be no ice cream after dinner. "Smoochies nice!"

"Yes, I'm sure they are, that's kind of the problem," Takane said. She tapped this woman on the side of her head, and that seemed to knock her out of it.

"Oh, goodness, you're right," Mutsumi said, flashing a warm, far too big smile. "I should save smoochies for Kei-chan and Naru. Hahaha, ah... Please come in, Setsuna was expecting you."

Was this girl always this ditzy, or was it the magic making her lips larger doing that to her? Oh, it might be making her breasts larger as well! That would make an unfortunate amount of sense. She had encountered some mages who thought it was funny/sexy to turn women into - what was the word again? Bimbos? Urgh. She really hoped it wasn't something like that, the last thing she wanted to see was someone with as much potential as Setsuna...

Making out with the heir to the Aoyama family like their lives depended on it, their lips equally swollen like Mutsumi's. Not their breasts though. Grr! Well! Never mind that theory then! 

"Could you girls stop being perverts long enough to tell me what's going on around here?!" Takane yelled. Hrmph! She looked around, deeply frustrated that yet again - YET AGAIN - she'd found herself in the middle of a big dumb perverted event. "You two! You're meant to be from warrior families! Stop being a bad example for the rest of them!"

This was the point where the one woman with large breasts and closed eyes pulled away long enough to say "In other words, they're being... naughty?"

Setsuna and Motoko both moaned upon hearing that. Outrageous! That girl was clearly the troublemaker here. Well! It was a good thing that she was here now, because she was going to get these girls sorted out pronto!

... Right after she figured out what the hell Satomi was doing.

"Fascinating..." Satomi said, holding some sort of camera like device. "On a cursory glance, their lips all seem to be proportionally larger than you'd expect given their other facial features...Is it collagen? No, it doesn't seem to be. The movement is all wrong. 

All the while, one of the girls was leaning up to her intending to kiss her thigh and - Nope! She wasn't settling for any of this, not a chance, not this time. Takane immediately summoned as many of her shadow tentacles as she could (which was a lot) and quickly grabbed everyone in the room, holding them at bay while they all made kissy noises at each other. Except Satomi, who was still taking pictures with her weird camera.

"All of you, settle down! Right now!" Takane warned. Really not in the mood for nonsense today, thanks! "You. Is that some kind of scanning device?"

"Ah... yes?" Satomi replied. "It's taking their measurements at a distance -"

"Keep studying them while I interrogate them," Takane said. Information is the first thing anyone should acquire when getting involved in some kind of mission. Although, she had to admit that the kissy noises they were making were extremely off putting. How disgustingly lewd. "Who wants to go first?"

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Meanwhile, Keitaro Urashima was Content and Happy with his life for the first time in a long, long time. He'd found his calling. Bringing happiness to others was unexpectedly fulfilling. Giving them purpose gave him purpose. That purpose? Smoochies. Deep, big smoochies. With enormous sensitive suckers.

At this very moment, he was in the process of making love with the woman he had fallen for, Naru Narusegawa. Yes, that's quite an old fashioned way to describe it, but that's how he felt. This was no animalistic rutting between two lustful creatures, but a mutual display of affection between those who had discovered their true calling in life. Sharing in one another's presence. It wasn't rough, it was gentle. Neither of them were being selfish, seeking only their own pleasure. They were sharing it mutually. Sex was too casual for this, and fucking too dirty. She was seated in his lap, while he was sitting on their bed. Holding onto one another, lips sealed together. Their bodies moving only as an automatic response, unconsciously seeking out greater pleasure, or responding to it until, at last, their mutual climax was reached.

With that, their lips and bodies parted. Their souls refreshed. Naru batted her eyes seductively at him. "So what about your promised girl?" she asked.

"We shall find her, in time," Keitaro said. "Now that we have a few AIs on our side, they shall be able to analyse the data and discover the truth of her identity."

Some things don't change, as it turned out. While he had found his purpose, there was still that urge within Keitaro to locate the girl he had once promised to so, so long ago. Together they would attend Tokyo University - though to be quite honest, at the rate his order was growing and swelling he might be able to own the facility by the end of the year.

"I kinda hope it's Mutsumi," Naru sighed, twirling her hair around while staring longingly at her man. "She's really hot. I bet she's a super good kisser too. The three of us will be so happy together..." 

Yes, yes indeed they would. Picking up his remote control, Keitaro took a look into the next room over, where a boy that looked sorta like Keitaro had a very beautiful pair of women cooing all over him while sitting in the corner of that room was the Kissomatic itself.

"I'm sure those three will be happy as well," Keitaro said. "I'm certain Mister Kobe will prove quite helpful in refining Suu's invention with his own ideas... Maybe by blending it with AI technology, we'll be able to spread our message even further afield than we already have."

To start with though, he should probably return home. They'd been neglecting the dorm, and it pained him to think that those other girls might not have yet seen the light. In fact, why not do that now? If there was a reason, he couldn't think of it at all!