Story: Ryu Alone

 

Man, Ryuunosuke was not used to all this attention. It just kinda shows though, right? How much her old man was holding her back? Still, she was letting out a bit of a sigh here. It wasn't like she wanted a harem. The sex was nice, but it felt a bit overwhelming, you know?

Apparently she now had an insanely rich girl joining of her own volition, who paid for her entire new wardrobe. Not just the clothes either. A literal, actual wardrobe. Ah... Whatever. It felt a bit awkward being carried like this by Ryoko's entourage, the girl herself snuggled into Ryuunosuke's lap, while other servants were carrying her new shit home.

"You're frowning," Ryoko observed. "Is something not to your taste?"

"Ah, just thinking," Ryuunosuke said. "It's a lot to take in, ya know? I'm not exactly a rich chick, so -"

"Of course," Ryoko said. "It's only natural, when one moves between classes. There is bound to be a culture shock."

Not gonna question that. Nope. Especially since Ryoko was guiding Ryuunosuke's hands down to her butt, and... she had to admit, the rich chick had nicer glutes than expected. Man, when did she become such a perv? It was Moroboshi's fault. Probably. It usually was.

Although... where exactly was he right now anyway? Ryuunosuke looked around but couldn't see the dork. Which was usually a problem. Couldn't see any of the girls either. Too many of these damned servants all over the place, how the hell was she supposed to recognise anyone like this?!

"Don't worry about the others," Ryoko whispered in Ryuunosuke's ear, her hot breath tickling her brain. "They shall be along presently."

"Where are they?" Ryuunosuke demanded.

Ryoko simply smiled at her. "What will you do to force the information out of me~" she teased. Then closed her eyes and pursed her lips as though expecting a kiss.

And do you know, Ryuunosuke was tempted. Really, sorely tempted. This whole thing had made a mess of her head. It seemed almost sensible, almost inevitable that she'd kiss this idiot right on the lips. Seize them. Make them hers. However... there was another instinct gnawing at her too. Something born from her usual state of being. Something more visceral, something more ingrained into her instinct.

That instinct being best summarised as 'eat the rich'.

Thus, instead of giving Ryoko what she obviously wanted, Ryuunosuke instead gave her what she needed. Pulled the girl over her lap,and while she was still confused by the sudden movement, she lifted her hand up into the air and - 

Crack!

"Wh-Wha?!" Ryoko gasped in horror, but before she could do anything else - down that hand came yet again! Like a whip crack, coming down onto her!

"You're such a brat!" Ryuunosuke said. "So spoiled. So rich!" Smack, smack, smack! "You're the opposite of me in every way!"

"How dare - Oooh~" Ryoko gasped. She wriggled, but she wasn't strong enough to escape. Looking around, a few of the attendants were getting a bit twitchy. Ryuunosuke glowered at them. Daring them to try something as she reached under Ryoko's skirt and grabbed her ass like she owned it.

Which, at this point, she rather did.

"You wanted in on my little group, huh?" Ryuunosuke said. "Fine by me! But you gotta realise, you ain't the one in charge here. You're just the wallet. You write the cheques. And if you do...?"

"And if I do?" Ryoko asked.

Only now did Ryuunosuke set her right. Sitting her in her lap, so she could give her a deep searing kiss. Much to Ryoko's delight. She squirmed, grabbing onto Ryuunosuke for dear sweet life, until at last Ryuunosuke had to pull her away and look the eyes and whisper - 

"You get exactly what you pay for."

Ryoko was breathless. Starry eyed. "My goodness," she said. "No wonder you tamed them all so expertly. I thought it was simply your sheer sex appeal, but... You have a way with people, don't you? Something about you is simply... alluring. Ridiculously so. Mmm~"

She seemed to be thinking things over. After a little while, her usual smugness appeared on her face.

"I'm afraid you'll have to try a little harder than that to tame me," Ryoko said. "Good start. I'd like to see your follow through."

Ryuunosuke shrugged. "You do realise I just did that to you in public, right?" she said. Ryoko gasped. She looked around. Indeed, there were people staring at them from the streets, from windows - oh dear! "What do you think I'll do to you in private?!"

The mere idea of it made Ryoko cum on the spot, clinging to Ryuunosuke's body in a mixture of shame and desperation. Good girl. We'll make a good girl out of you yet.

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It had been a while since Ryuunosuke had been in her line of sight. Sakura was feeling a bit more like herself again. Ryoko was taking the scenic route back to the school, or so it seemed, and as such? They'd beaten the group there. Which gave her the perfect opportunity to do something that had been tickling at her mind ever since...

Well, ever since she'd found the girl so sexually irresistible that she'd turned bisexual. So thoroughly bisexual, that she was willing to share Ryuunosuke with Ataru Moroboshi. Which is a state of bisexual not typically found on the kinsey scale. It is to that scale as the square root of -1 is to the x axis.

Or to put it another way: Something strange was going on with that girl. Sakura had sensed a growing disturbance in the spiritual energies surrounding Ryuunosuke. Her recent behavior, coupled with the inexplicable allure she exuded, hinted at something beyond the ordinary. Determined to uncover the truth, Sakura decided to investigate the place where Ryuunosuke resided. With her absence making it more feasible.

Pushing open the creaky door, Sakura stepped inside. The interior was cluttered with various items—fishing nets, old posters, and stacks of unsold merchandise from the school store. Amidst the chaos, a worn-out futon lay in the corner, and - a photo album. Perhaps some clues were in there?

"Oh, that thing?" Ataru said. "Yeah, Ryuunosuke thought there might be a picture of her mother in there..."

"But that jackass of a father of his forgot which woman was his wife!" Lum huffed. "Darling you'd never forget what I look like, would you?"

"Blegh, what colour was your hair again...?" Ataru asked tugging on his eye. "Was it red, or green, or does it shift under the light?"

"Can it, you two!" Shinobu huffed. "Oooh, I feel really weird. Does anyone else feel kinda sleepy?"

"That's probably an energy drain..." Sakura said. Flicking through the pages, none of them quite fit right. Her instincts were telling her, screaming at her, that something was amiss, but - "Oh? What's this?"

Her eyes were drawn to a particular photograph. There was a photograph hidden underneath it. It wasn't obvious. It probably happened by accident, but... Yes, there it was. Sakura removed it. An image of a woman with striking features, partially obscured by age and damage. The woman's eyes bore an uncanny resemblance to Ryuunosuke's.

And she was standing in the middle of a summoning circle. Mister Fujiname standing opposite it, carrying prayer beads and other exorcism tools... While the woman herself was dressed from head to toe in the garb of a demon. With a bosom like that, and curves like those, and a face that cute, there could only be one truth!

"Ryuunosuke's mother was... a succubus!" Sakura gasped. As Sakura absorbed the implications, a sudden gust of wind slammed the shack's door shut. The room darkened, and the temperature dropped. Whispers filled the air, unintelligible yet haunting. Clutching a protective charm, Sakura steadied herself, realizing that the secrets of Ryuunosuke's lineage were more profound—and more dangerous—than she had anticipated.

But the trouble was, that half succubus had already sunk her claws into the lot of them, whether she meant to or not. Was there any way that they could escape now...? Especially if she managed to bring Ryoko under her spell too?