Story: UY Destiny Temps

 

The next morning, Lum let out a big, big yawn and an even bigger stretch. Looking down, she realised she'd slept naked. Felt really good. Really relaxed, and - not in the closet where she normally slept. Her eyes were still a little bit hazy, so she turned to her Darling, and saw -

"Ohhhh, goooood~" Oyuki, sitting in his lap, as naked as Lum. Having sex with Darling right there, while making out with Benten. "More! Please! How are you doing this? How are you keeping up with us?!"

A fine question. On any other day, Lum might have wondered the same thing, but... Destiny has a way of making fools of us all, and in this case the forces at work were making her focus on other things rather than Oyuki's words. Like her Darling's sweat sheen physique, which seemed more defined and ripped than she remembered last night. A trick of the light perhaps? No mystery here that's pretty much exactly what it was, but who knows? At this very moment, his mother was trying out a new breakfast dish that she just so happened to find out about yesterday, one that - if combined with regular cardio - would have a quite noticeable effect on a young man's torso.

By the way? There's not much better for cardio than sex. Ataru had already pushed himself through several physical limits he thought he had, and would have given up on if he'd been, say, playing baseball or doing track and field, but banging two (or more) hot alien babes at once? He'd not stop until his heart gave out, given the choice.

Lum drifted across towards him, her mind a haze, influenced by destiny itself into accepting this new relationship as the new normal. "Good morning, Darling!" Lum tittered, then flew in to kiss him on the cheek and snuggle up against him. In response, Ataru pulled away from Benten and guided her lips towards Oyuki's.

"Morning, Lum!" Ataru beamed at her. A quick peck on the lips. "Say, this doesn't bother you, does it?"

"Hrmph! Well, I am jealous that they're getting first go," Lum puffed out her cheeks. In response, he reached around her body and put his fingers in just the right spots, guided by an unseen force, to make her draw out this cute little noise from her cute lips. Isn't it amazing what you could do when fate itself was ostensibly on your side? When everything is simply going to work out in your favour, nad people - including yourself - will make choices that just so happen to lead them down the path you desire?

And all this without any apparent side effects. In a twist of fate, Ataru Moroboshi had become the luckiest boy on Earth.

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Elsewhere, Shinobu Miyaki was waking up, and to her great disappointment, found she'd slept in her new harem clothes. The bed was opulent too, very large, and the room looked very expensive. This combination of facts had her panicking a little bit, for understandable reasons. You don't get it?

"Oh wait I'm not some rich jerk's concubine," she sighed in relief. Though her hips did kinda twitch a little, almost as if in disappointment. "I slept over at the Mendo's place last night."

Thank goodness. That filled her with so much relief, it's hard to properly explain. For the time being she rolled out of bed, then trod across the room - and tried to resist the urge to bellydance her way to the door. Come on. Control your tummy. Control it! Keep yourself from shimmying and shaking, it's not like there's anyone to show off for anyway, especially not Master Ataru!

"He's not my Master," she said, a little louder than she expected herself to say. Deep breath. Okay. She'd managed to control herself. For now she opened the door, and found herself... in another, even bigger room that was probably some sort of dining area judging by the table in the middle, or maybe a recreation area?

"You're getting it," she heard Ryoko say. "You're almost there."

"Just a little more, a little more..."

Shinobu stepped further into the room. Wasn't Ryuunosuke with them? Where was she? Looking around, she saw the two girls, wearing haremgirl outfits much like - much like the two of them, as well as some other girl they'd roped into -

Oh. Oh! Wait a minute. That wasn't just any girl. That was - That was Ryuunosuke! She barely recognised the girl, whirling around and dancing like that, so graceful, so elegant... So happy!

"Morning, Shinobu!" Ryuunosuke said, her voice almost airy and light instead of the kinda tomboyish, pissed off gruff way she expressed herself! "I finally know what kinda chick -"

"Ahem!" Ryoko's eyebrow raised.

"Girl I wanna -"

"Ahem!" Asuka coughed.

"I want to be," Ryuunosuke beamed, utterly girl-like. "I want to be a harem girl! Ryoko and Asuka have helped me see the light, I shouldn't fight these feelings, I should embrace them with every fibre of my being!"

Oh my goodness, look at her! Look at the lewd way she was dancing! She didn't even know Ryuunosuke was capable of moving like that! Spinning her hips like a top, pushing her hips around as if she was trying to use them to unscrew a particularly stubborn medicine bottle with a childproof lock that was clenched between her thighs. Shinobu's jaw dropped at the sight.

"I - I need to recharge!" Ryuunosuke whined in a needy, almost pathetic way. "Ataru, Darling, he can recharge me, recharge the suit - I need to feel like a girl! I'm a chick, dammit! I - I'm a girl, a girly harem girl!"

Yeah. No. Not sticking around here. This was where she was backing the hell out, while Ryoko and Asuka were giving her encouragement. This situation... it was worse than she'd thought. Whatever was going on, it must have somehow gotten to Ryoko and Asuka already. Maybe it was their fault. Maybe they'd put those outfits on and - 

A flash of the night before washed over her, and her hips spun around on the spot. Oh yeah, they'd spent hours and hours dancing and - Mmmm~ No, stop that! She had to get out of here! Had to get these stupid clothes off, had to - 

"Wait, how do I take this off again...?" she muttered to herself while backing out of the room... and wound up colliding with someone, who draped their arms around her.

"When our master deigns that we shall take them off," Sakura said, leaning down to kiss her on the cheek. No. No! Surely not! Even Miss Sakura...? "And not one moment sooner."

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Don't think for a moment that the actual literal incarnation of fate had been idle, either, since waking up. First stop: Mister Fujinami. This was not by choice. Which might seem like a funny thing to say about the incarnation of fate. Not having a choice. Oh, the irony. Truth was, the others that she'd intended to find were proving a lot less predictable in their routine than this jerk.

Cherry? Showed up whenever the hell he wanted. Usually when he'd be a major headache. If you actually wanted or needed his help he'd be half way around the city doing... let's be real he'd be cheating someone out of food. Tsubame? Out on some job or other. Kurama might have been helpful but she was in deep space, good luck contacting her wherever the hell she was, Lum's parents would probably blow up the planet if they worked out what was up, and so -

"Bwahahahaha, easiest million yen I ever made!"

A top contender for the ugliest man in Tomobiki was there in front of her. Deep breath now, deep breath.

"Yo, you're Ryu's dad, right?" she asked, while he was fanning himself with a thick stack of notes.

"Huh? Yeah, yeah!" he said. "If you're looking for him, he's been out partying with his super rich friend since last night! Hahahaha! I got paid this to stay away for a full forty eight hours! Can you believe it? The rich and powerful, right?"

Aha. I see. Is that so? Not a good sign, as the only families with that much wealth were... Probably under the control of the twisted destiny that had been laid out for them. She had to act quickly, before things got really out of hand. If not... it would be a disaster for everyone. Moroboshi included!