Story: It's Fate

 

For a long time, Eito Chise and Koemi had been a tight knit group of weirdos and outcasts. The girl with the offputting sense of humour, the mad scientist, and the quiet weirdo who almost seemed too nice for his own good. They didn't exactly fit in any of the typical cliques, despite Koemi being part of the swim team. 

Yet there had always been an undercurrent of attraction between them. An undercurrent that they were all too dense to notice. Eito like Koemi, and subconsciously - entirely subconsciously - thought Chise was kinda cute. While the two girls sort of thought he was adorable too. In the same way one might, for example, a rabbit. At least, that's what they told themselves.

So what happens when an extremely potent, extremely experimental (and also extremely illegal) pheromone gets dumped on our shy boy due to circumstances only an advanced supercomputer could predict? For one thing, Chise might turn completely pale as she saw how much of it she'd soaked onto him.

"Oh, that's bad!" Chise said, staring at his shirt with big wide eyes. She swallowed nervously, then realised what she had just done and quickly covered her mouth and nose. "Eito, quick, take your shirt off!" she demanded, then realised what she'd just said. Ooooh! "That stuff is nasty, you've got to get rid of it before it soaks into you!"

"Eh?" Eito asked, feeling kinda fuzzy headed all of a sudden. "I don't smell anything. What is it?"

The sound of his voice made Chise's thighs clench together. Not too far away, Koemi was fanning herself down with her stupid notepad. That girl had no idea what was happening to her. To them! Think, think, think of a lie, think of something, anything at all!

"It's pheromones," she admitted, unable to bring herself to lie to him. "I was gonna cheat and use pheromones to -" Without warning her body lunged forward and took a biiiiig whiff, which largely served to piss her off becuase her rational thinking was 'this is the pheromone at work' while her stupid dumb instinctive side was screaming at her 'Eito smells amazing we must mate with him'.

She could write a thesis on how little sense that made, it was fractally dumb. Though she couldn't deny the fact that Eito smelled rrrreaaaaally fucking good and it was activating her mating instinct like crazy.

"Pheromones aren't specifically against the rules," Koemi slowly said. "However, real life competition is not like a crummy animal sports movie, where you have to specifically say something is against the rules for it to be an instant disqualification. Chise! You are hereby disqualified from the -"

"Will you shut up and let me enjoy my sexuality for once in my life?!" Chise hissed, surprising herself with the venom and frustration she shot out there. "Ahhh... Ahhh, open a window, we have to get out of here, this stuff is way, way more potent than I was expecting."

"Soooo... Why did you want to win this competition so badly anyway?" Eito asked, surprising himself with that confidence. He actually didn't recognise himself there. "I mean, it's almost like you wanted to prove something, right? LIke, maybe..."

His body moved automatically, grabbing Chise and spinning her around, then dipping her as if they'd just finished a ballroom dance. Huh? Huh?!

"You wanted me to notice you as a woman."

He was dead. He was dead. He was sooooo dead. There were not, to his knowledge, units of measurements to qualify exactly how dead something was, but he was pretty sure that if there were such measurements his would be off the charts. Why? Why was he behaving like this? This wasn't like him. This wasn't like him at all!

"Woooah, since when was Eito such a smooth operator?" Koemi asked. "I can feel myself slip and sliding along!"

Eito whirled Chise around, making her land on his bed, and in that same fluid motion he kabedoned Koemi. No, no, no! Their faces! They were close! Far too close! She took a big, big breath and then her eyes crossed and  -this must be what Chise meant by pheromones, right? They were clearly affecting her judgement. His too! 

"You know, I was meant to kiss you right before the swim meet," Eito found himself saying. "Although, the instructions didn't say anything about that being our first kiss."

"Instructions...?" Koemi asked, then she practically fell right into him. "Mmm, that does smell super ni~ice."

"K-Koemi, step back!" Chise warned, her voice a low moan. "It's too late for me. Oh... Damn! Why is it so potent?! By now it'll be in his bloodstream, and that means it'll start to affect his body fluids, if you kiss him you'll literally become addicted to - And you're making out with him. Great. We're both about to get fucked, and I mean that literally."

Koemi tasted nice. Had she eaten something sweet before coming out here, or was this naturally what she tasted like? Eito's head felt fuzzy. Everything he was doing felt like a wonderful dream he was having. A dream where he was offered two delicious pies, one steak and the other apple. Which should he ha~ave? Oh! Why not both? That was such a clever idea!

"We don't have to do this, you know?" a voice that sounded like Eito's said. "I mean, don't want to make it seem like I'm forcing you."

Ah! The steak pie had flipped him onto his back, while the apple pie was stripping off its packaging. How helpful of it, food that helps you eat it. Gosh, he was hungry. So very... very hungry. It felt like he'd been ignoring this hunger for a long long time.

"Mmmm~" the steak pie leaned down and put a piece of itself in his mouth. Yum! It was so warm and satisfying. Moist and <i>tight</i>. His favourite meal had arrived. "Ohhh, Eito. I never imagined you'd feel this way about me."

As he lay back and enjoyed the sensation of his delicious steak pie feeding itself to him, the apple pie - no doubt impatient about being devoured as well - hugged the steak pie from behind, and for a fleeting moment Eito imagined he had seen something truly amazing, truly beautiful: The sight of his two best friends, naked, making out over his body.

A satisfied smile crept up his face. Oh dear. As satisfying as this was, now that his appetite was aroused, Eito wasn't entirely sure that a steak and apple pie would be enough to satisfy him. He'd definitely need more.... More... Much, much more!

And lucky him! There was an entire buffet downstairs waiting for him to devour whole.

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The remaining competitors downstairs were tense and on edge. A staredown between the two groups. Saito and Yoko on one side. Yumako and Koken on the other. Koken, hiding behind Yumako so the other two don't bully her. Saito and Yoko each wracking their brains for an avenue of attack, something they could say that would rattle the bigger girl -

And then they heard something loud from upstairs.

"What was that?" Yumako asked.

"How would any of us know?" Saito snapped back. "It sounded pretty loud..."

"Maybe Watanabe blew him up?" Yoko offered, and just like that Koken was charging upstairs, silent as a mouse. "Urgh! After her!"

"Hey! Don't you hurt her!" Yumako warned, quickly following after them.

The four girls soon arrived on the landing, just in time for the door to open up.... And for Chise to stumble out, her clothes dishevelled, her glasses askew and a little steamed up, and a weird sort of limp in her step. Though the one thing that caught all their attention was the most outright unsettling thing about her right now.

She was grinning ear to ear. This was a girl who didn't smile except for times she'd had an idea for a new invention, and this was <i>not</i> that kind of smile.

"God I needed that," she said, walking right by like they weren't even there. "Anyone needs me, I'll be downstairs hammering all the milk I can handle."

"... What the hell happened to her?" Saito asked, then her nose twitched. "Phew, do you smell that? Reeks of... Sweat."

"Yeah, sure does," Yumako waved her hand in front of her face, but then... the light in her eyes dimmed a little and she licked her lips. "I kinda wanna smell it more-  Koken!"

Koken had already charged inside the room, which acted as the sign for the others to follow... though they all soon trailed to a halt when they saw what was inside the room. That being, Koemi lying across Eito's lap, purring like a kitten. The two of them naked, and that was his penis, that was his erect penis upright, pointed right at them. It was sort of like how the eyes on paintings somehow seem to follow you around the room, it felt like it was aimed directly at each of them.

"Hey girls," Eito said. Something about him seemed... different. What had happened here? "Listen, you all seem like the sort of girls to be busy, you know? How about we save some time and run through all your dates at once."

Saito tilted her head, processing what she'd just heard... then wound up being the last to enter the room, closing the door as she went in. All four of the girls unbuttoning their tops, unzipping trousers or skirts, and making a beeline right for Eito's bed.

Congratulations, Eito: Harem, get.