Ah, the good old enemy mine trope. Where a group of people who hate each other must come together to face a threat that would destroy them both, unless they work together. You've seen it damn near everywhere. Transformers have done it on occasion - recall the Return of Optimus Prime, where Optimus and Galvatron put aside their differences to put a stop to the Hate Plague? Yes, even one as utterly bugnuts as Galvatron was -
Sorry, that's a tangent, in case you're new around here, I like to do that. Anyway, the point is that Tsukune was in kind of the same situation here. These two girls were part of a group that had, quite ruthlessly, intended to murder him and his friends in the newspaper club not too long ago. Under the insane auspice and direction of a megalomaniac S-rank yokai psychopath, they had kidnapped Tsukune and sought to use him as leverage to deal with Moka et al.
That's not a scar that heals quickly. It's not the kind of people you put your trust into. On the other hand...
Dear god in heaven, those legs of Keito's were distractions. As much as Tsukune did not want to feel aroused by these two, there was no denying, at all, that whatever had happened to the spider-yokai was... very effective.
"Tsukune~" Ruby nudged him with her elbow. Right. Right, of course. "Maybe we should be taking the lead here? The others might, like, get defensive and stuff, you know?"
She was right, of course. But then again...
"Didn't you just say they were probably so ravenously horny they'd jump me on the spot?" he asked.
"I did?" Ruby giggled. "Oh, maybe I did. Like, it's so hard to focus right now, you know?"
Yeah, he had a feeling about that. This whole situation was getting to him, though clearly not as much as it was getting to the girls. Keito, for example, kept on having to stop herself from skipping, forcing herself into a more appropriately intimidating gait, while Deshi... Seemed to be enjoying herself a lot more.
What did that say about the girls in front of him? It hardly bore thinking about. All the same, he pushed up ahead of them, intending to be far enough ahead that he really, really hoped that the girls wouldn't think he and Ruby were being held hostage or anything quite so ridiculous -
"Tsukune~"
And then, he felt something familiar wash over him. A huge pair of breasts clung to his side as a supernaturally pretty girl rubbed her alluring body up against him. Her breasts enveloped his bicep like a whale engulfing a school of fish. Ah, yes, this experience was familiar to him, but it was no less effective, in much the same way that fire will burn grass no matter how often it happens.
The difference this time, the core fundamental difference, is that it was not a busty, curvaceous succubus that was embracing him this time around. No, it was not that rambunctious, seductive girl who made no secret she wanted to climb Mount Aono. It was, instead, the usually more innocent and adorable pink-haired vampire that he thought might be sweet on him, or maybe not, because she was kinda oblivious about it.
"Hi, Moka!" he said, his voice a few octaves higher than his usual tone. She giggled and squeezed his arm tighter. "How's it going?"
"Um, like, wanna make out?" she asked, and the answer was yes, of course he did, that was the only possible proper answer to give under the circumstances. Of course, he wanted to, but the thing is, when you're a rational sentient being, you have to sometimes say no to your urges, your compulsions, those animalistic tendencies that made you need to -
Squeeze, squeeze~
She was soon joined by Mizore, on his other arm, and Tsukune felt his soul start to leave his body. The two of them were, without a doubt, going hard down the bimbo route, and as much as Tsukune was horrified over what was happening -
It was really, really hot. As in, objectively, the two of them were so, so hot right now. Even Mizore, who was actually a yuki-onna. Let's not examine that too closely for the time being, alright? Right! The thing that really mattered here was -
"Heads up, it's bitch o'clock!" Yukari said, pushing through them, producing a wand, and aiming it right at the members of the student disciplinary club. "Let Ruby go right this instant, or I'll turn your tonsils into cute guys that you will never get to make out with!"
"Like, hi there~" Deshi waved at them.
"Deshi, like, show some dignity!" Keito warned, but in response, Deshi smacked her butt, and Keito's brain flipped like a switch was flipped. "Like, hi there, wanna make out while that cutie watches~?"
"Like, sure, that sounds fun!" Moka giggled, stepping forward until she recognised the two of them. "Wait, I don't like you very much. You two are, like, super mean."
"Yeah, but they're soooo cute too~" Mizore said. "I think we should make out with them for just a little bit to make sure they're good."
"Urgh, you two are so far gone right now!" Yukari yelped, bonking the two of them on the head.
"Oh, gosh! What was I -" Moka gasped, then looked at Tsukune - and just as quickly looked away. "Oooh, my head. It feels like it's actively trying to fill up with cotton!"
"It's the same for me," Mizore said, but was still holding tightly onto Tsukune's arm, deliberately squeezing her much bigger than normal breasts around his bicep. Rocking on her heels for good measure, too. "The only thing that makes me feel better is -"
"Focus!" Yukari yelped. "Alright, listen up, I know you two are somehow responsible -"
"Um, duh!" Ruby interrupted. "Yukari, they're, like, bimbos too."
Yukari stopped, took a good, hard look at them, squinted closely, made sure to give them a really solid look, up and down and down and up - and then, at least, put two fingers up to her own eyes, pointing right at them, then pointed those same fingers to their old enemies in turn.
In that moment, Tsukune felt a twinge of greater terror still. In their group, at this moment, Yukari was the most mature and levelheaded of the lot of them. Yes, including himself, because he kept on getting distracted by breasts and butts and big puffy lips that were begging to be kissed and gleaming skin and gorgeously painted fingernails and supermodel quality legs and -
What was he thinking about again?
"Oh!" Moka gasped. "I see how it is. Even you girls are being affected as well?"
"That's right," Keito said, crossing her arms underneath her breasts and scowling down at Moka. "Even we're falling victim to, like, whatevs this is - " She stopped to pinch herself. "Guh! I can barely keep myself thinking for more than a few seconds at a time before my mind wanders off to - You know, gotta admit, that Tsukune's, like so cute~"
"Oh, I know, isn't he just the cutest?" Mizore giggled, which got the two of them their ears tweaked by Deshi and Moka respectively. While Mizore was on his arm tighter than a limpet.
"Can we focus for a second please?" Tsukune asked, rather sure that his soul was somewhere up there, floating around, taking it all in and not knowing quite what to do with itself. "Uh! If I've got this right, then - Then we should be working together here to solve this problem before every girl in school is -"
"Stupid, sexy, glamourous, ditzy," Yukari counted off on her fingers. "So anyway, what do you girls even bring to the table?"
"Aside from a killer pair of legs?" Keito asked, then wrinkled her nose and clenched her fists. "Guh! Don't underestimate us! It's true, a lot of our influence came from Kuyo, but we were more than that."
"That's ri~ight!" Deshi chirped happily. "We, like, had to investigate a whole bunch of people to know the best ones to bully~ We've, like, already got reports on a bunch of bimbo shenanigans - and we've, like, confiscated a whole buttload of bimbofying items!"
"Under our normal arrangement, we would not have access to such things, but - " Keito stopped cold in her tracks, a mortified expression on her face all of a sudden. "Actually, never mind. We have permission to see those items. It would be best to compare notes - "
"Why do you have permission?" Moka asked, suspicious. She tapped her Rosary. "My Inner self is super duper, like, concerned and stuff about -"
"She ate out the teacher for an hour~" Deshi said, and Keito looked like she wanted nothing more in the world but to whither away. "Not even for, like, permission or anything, she just did it for the funsies!"
For a moment there, Tsukune sort of felt sorry for the girl, having that told to her mortal enemies like that. But it did only last a moment. Not because Tsukune was lacking in empathy, or anything like that - actually, it was more because, ahem, Moka was on his other arm again.
Ah, this could be an issue... at least they were going to be able to swap notes now without any -
Oh no Keito was walking right in front of him. As in, right in front of him. So close that her butt was pushed into his crotch! Ack! He didn't want a new harem member, no, stop, no...!
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