Story: BBW Rosario + Vampire

 

You know what we've not done in a while? Aside from updating this story, I mean. We've not seen the main character of the series in a while! No, not Moka, Tsukune. Yeah, Tsukune. The ordinary, well meaning boy who finds himself quite suddenly in over his head in a world he's not ready to enter, compelled against his will to learn quickly, adapt, make allies, the whole works? Fall in love with Moka, get a whole lot of really, really cute girls interested in him, becomes a ghoul, then way later on becomes a pretty damn strong vampire in his own right?

If any of you said 'Tsukune who?' please note that your appointment with Inner Moka has already been booked in. So, what's Tsukune been up to while the others in the newspaper club were discovering the horrid, horrid truth about the bimbofying bodycare that was being offered up by a mysterious someone or other?

He was helping Ruby test her flexibility.

Calm down, girls, calm down! We don't mean that in a lewd - 

"Tsukune, can you please put my legs over your shoulders and really go for it?"

... Okay, maybe in a slightly lewd way! But, no really, this wasn't a sex thing. Ruby had made Tsukune grab her ankles and put her into a boston crab. What's a boston crab? Oh come on did any of you do your homework? What do you mean 'what homework?' Alright, look, it's a wrestling hold. A genuine, actual 'this fucking hurts if you do it for real' wrestling hold. You grab someone's legs and sit on their back, bending their legs in a way that causes their lower torso to contort in a way it's really not meant to. It sucks being in one. There are worse ways to apply a hold like this, for example, crossing the legs and then using that to really sinch it in, but - 

"I don't feel anything," Ruby said. "No pain, but... Wait, wait. It does feel... Ooo, lean back a little more~"

... Okay, maybe it was more than slightly lewd! Tsukune dropped her legs like she was a hot potato, his instincts as the lead in a harem series warning him that if he held on even slightly longer, one of the other girls in his life would walk around the corner. 

This was not an unreasonable concern.

"Mmmm~" Ruby, on the other hand, continued making erotic sounds. Which was making Tsukune nervous for more than one reason. "It's strange, but the more you bent me around, the more I wanted you to bend me around. Also, for some reason, I really feel like... Giggling?"

"Are... Are you feeling okay, Ruby?" Tsukune asked while she picked herself up.

"Yes, I feel - Oh, what's thee word I'm looking for..." Ruby mused. "Ah, yes. I'm ravenously horny. That's it! At this very moment in time, it is taking every. Single. Fibre. Of my being to not cast a spell to pin you down to have my wicked way with you." She stopped, took a deep breath, tilted her head and finished with. "How do you feel?"

Tsukune took a big step back. For the best, really. His survival instinct was a little bit more refined than most in his demographic.

Ruby, meanwhile, had shifted her attention to the bracelet she'd acquired earlier. "This is doing it," she concluded. "Quite possibly the nail polish is doing something as well that I have not noticed yet." She looked at them, studying them intensely... but this rapidly became a vapid, goofy stare.

"Ruby?" Tsukune said. He snapped his fingers quickly in front of her face. "Snap out of it."

"Oh! Tsukune!" Ruby blinked rapidly, then gave him the once over like he was the fresh piece of meat hanging in the butchers. A metaphor he'd mentally used more than once, and for more than one reason since coming to Yokai Academy. "Ooooh, sorry. I lost track of myself there for a moment. I think the gifts Kurumu gave us were all cursed."

"Then we should warn -"

Ruby's index finger was in front of his lips.

"Alright, so that group has been affected by cursed items that are, most likely, making them ravenously horny," Ruby said. "As in, so horny that I think my libido is gaining its own independent sentience. What do you think would happen the moment those girls noticed you were there?"

A very vivid, horrifying image crashed through Tsukune's mind. Ah. Yes. It was quite vivid, but it was a funny thing. He was painfully erect, but he also could not remember the details very well. How to put it...? He knew it was a vivid image, he knew it was somehow arousing, but at the same time he also didn't want to think about it, he did not want to think about it he did not want to think about - 

"I'll go by myself," Ruby chirped happily. "Listen, you can do the whole ghoul thing now, right? You don't need me to escort you anymore. You're fine. You're good. You're... really, really fine, and I have to leave before I do something that we both regret. Laters!"

It took a moment after she left for Tsukune to realise how strange it was for her to say 'laters' like that. Anyway, ghoul or not, the thought of what they'd do to him if they saw him in that sort of state of mind was scarier than any monster. They'd mob him for sure, no question!  Thus, Tsukune determined that the smartest course of action was to stay out of sight for the time being. 

Thinking about it? Putting the word 'ravenous' in front of any word to describe the mood of a yokai is, itself, a mood. Hiding away from sight was absolutely the best idea he'd had in a while. So he'd lurk here behind this dead tree because what was he going to do out here? Squat behind a gravestone. It's not like there's a whole bunch of places for him to hide out here.

"Why do I feel like I'm being watched...?" Tsukune wondered aloud.

"I 'unno~" a flighty, weirdly familiar voice replied. "Maybe it's, like, my fault?"

Tsukune turned and looked up, finding himself looking into a pair of eyes he did not expect to be looking into again. It was a tallish girl, with long legs and long arms, peering down at him with total disdain... Which rapidly became a look that he could only describe as -

As ravenously horny. And aimed right at him. He took a step back, and the girl flipped her arm down, firing out a gob of spiderweb that pinned his feet to the floor.

"Hey, Tsukune~" she said, waving at him. "Long time no see~ It's me, Keito. Remember me? Tee hee! Ah! No, stop that! Get out of my head!"

Bonk! A staff struck her from above, and on another tree branch arrived another oddly familiar girl, who was smiling oddly. Now, why did Tsukune say that they were oddly familiar? Well, truth is, hairstyle often does a lot of heavy lifting for how we view and identify people. I'm not necessarily talking about hairstyles so much as hair colour. Quite often we mentally associate a facial feature with a person to make sure we know the difference, but hair colour can regularly throw us off, even if we know what to look for, because of how fundamentally it reframes a person's appearance. How much they contrast with their surroundings, or even with their own face.

Think about it like this. You've probably seen an optical illusion, involving a shadow cast over a chessboard, right? Then you're directed to two squares. One is not in the shadows, and is a black square. The other is a white square within the shadows. Which is darker? Well, putting it into text form like this doesn't make the illusion clear - but the truth is that in the illustration both are actually the same shade of grey. It's something like that. The contrast, the context, they alter how we view things.

That's why he didn't recognise these girls so easily at first. He knew the first as a dark purpled haired girl. A stern, dangerous beauty. The other he knew as a redhead, who didn't seem to take things seriously up until the fight started. Now? Both of them were platinum blonde bombshells - 

Boing, boing, boing!

Also their boobs were really distracting him. For good reason. They were practically spilling out of their clothes, as though they'd put their uniforms on when they were a size or three smaller. Then they went up a size or three at some point, and the natural result followed.

He looked away. While those were very, very nice boobs, so were Kurumu's, and he was a little less affected by breasts than - Woah!

"Don't you look away from us~" Keito chirped, smooshing her boobies right in his face. This though, this was something no amount of exposure therapy could ever get him used to. "I know your little troublemaking group has something to do with this, I just, like, totally know it~"

"Keito~" Deshi chirped. "Calm down, calm down now~ There's a good bimbo!"

"I am not a bimbo!" Keito stomped her foot while still holding Tsukune into her bosom. Which jiggled. Oh, how it jiggled. She stomped it again, as if sensing somehow that this was the best possible means to torment him, and it was, for he was being cradled to the bosom of a hated enemy. Who he knew for a fact would hate him, and would eat him, and also - just in case you didn't know - when she went into her yokai form her torso split open to reveal the spider aspect.

So yeah, there were some complicated feelings going on here, just in case you somehow missed that.

"You're totally enjoying this, like, way too much!" Keito pouted. "I'm sooooo horny right now, and I keep getting distracted by -"

Deshi responded by throwing glitter in the air, which seemed to act like catnip. Spidernip? Was it possible for spiders to get intoxicated? Either way, she was staring up at the glitter as it floated through the air, giving Deshi the opportunity she needed to pull Tsukune away from her.

"So, like!" Deshi said, stopping to giggle and twirl a strand of hair around a finger. "We're pretty sure someone's tricking, like, all the girls in campus into becoming willing bimbos. And it's a totally bad thing. Even if it is kinda fun! Most bad things are kinda fun, right?"

"R-Right..." Tsukune replied while looking around for signs of a way out of here. Not seeing any. Not yet, at any rate.

"Anyways, we're, like, willing to offer a temporary alliance!" Deshi said. "No revenge, or nothing like that, tee hee~ We're just, like, gonna want your help in dealing with this problem, 'kay?"

Great. Just great. Exactly what he needed when all of this was kicking off. Tsukune groaned. What the hell was he meant to do now?