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Chapter 5: The First Attack
Disclaimer-I do not own the cute little loli Tomoyo, her love interest Sakura, the world they live in or the Clow Card’s basics.
However the new characters that’ll be introduced in this series, including the cards in Tomo’s Deck, do belong to my co-author and me.
Warning-Lemon. If you’re under 18, hate sex, or for some reason dislike the mention of peoples’ no-no parts (especially when they are being used!) then don’t read it. Do read it if you are a pervert.
WARNING! This particular bit of the story has the kinda stuff in it some perverts may not like. If you’re a squeamish, humans-only type-pervert, leave now. There’s a particularly famous breed of hentai monster in here….
----------Chapter 5: The First Attack----------
Say wha? Back already? Teller’s being quick about this, isn’t he? And he claims I’m too fast for him. Ah well, where’d he leave you hanging this time? Aha~~~a, I always did love that part… Well, Tomo and Sakura screwed several nights away, since it was the weekend an’ all, and they only really stopped to go to the bathroom & sleep. They had to stop entirely once Tomo’s folks came back, and I’m going to pick up when they decided to walk to school together, okay?
~~~
Tomoyo and Sakura were holding hands as they walked to school, both lost in their own thoughts, Tomo wondering what the next card would be, Sakura thinking about how very ‘close’ she and Tomo had become, and what their other friends would think about how they acted now…
Tomo was (of course) carrying the book the Cards had come in, The Yuri and the Breast both looking like pages in a book full of pages that had holes in them, the cards filling the holes. There seemed to be many cards, but the pages were rather thick… Since Tomo didn’t want to go and count every page, she had no idea how many cards there were left to catch.
Kitsu was taking a nap in Tomo’s bag, and therefore didn’t notice when a small red tentacle wormed it’s way out of her panties for several seconds, then went away…
~~~
Yup. Kitsu sleeps so hard that an atomic bomb going off wouldn’t wake her up, so a little thing like ol’ Clow’s warning spell would never bother her beauty sleep.
~~~
Class was normal, boring as usual. Both Tomo and Saku got bad marks on a quiz they were supposed to study for over the weekend, but they could make it up later. Their friends seemed happy when they saw the two together, and Tomo explained their newly open relationship was due to “a long talk…”
~~~
Hey, it was a helluvva lot better than telling ‘em that a magic card made by a perverted wizard made them fuck each other all weekend long, right?
~~~
Eventually they had to go to the gym for PE, a most hated class except for the fact that now Tomo and Saku had no problem peeking in on each other as they changed into their swimsuits, it was swim class that day.
Tomo and Saku were lucky that they’d stayed behind the others to peek though, because screaming began issuing from the pool, and when Tomo went to look she saw a most horrific sight.
Humongous red tentacles were coming out of the pool, the ground, the walls! They were coming out of nowhere and violating the students, regardless of gender, and even more screaming was coming from back inside the rest of the school! They’d even nabbed Li, who wore little more than an expression of utmost suffering as one of the pool tentacles slid up his swim trunks. Tomo fled back to the changing rooms and grabbed her backpack, digging around for Kitsu, wondering why they hadn’t gotten a warning, up until she found the mini-foxgirl snoring, and no amount of shaking would wake her up.
It took a dip in the sink to finally wake the Guardian up, and when she saw the commotion all Kitsu could say was “Oh fuck!”
“What is that thing, and how do we stop it?” Tomo demanded, near panic.
“It’s the Tentacle, and it’s a doozey of an enemy, boss. It can summon those tentacles all around a specific area, and I think it’s got the whole school by now. We better watch out, and we need the Wand to get it to do you, and we need it to even reach its core, which is the part you need to zap so you can fuck it.”
Silence met this statement. Tomo knew that they didn’t have much time if they wanted to help their friends, but still…she’d never been touched that deep. Both girls had been very careful to not pop each other’s cherries, and now Sakura was about to have to dig in even deeper than that!
“Do we…really need it?” Sakura asked, scared for Tomo’s sake.
“You do if you wanna win. If you don’t have it the card’ll just fuck you senseless and it’ll never accept Tomoyo as its mistress.”
That would be bad… So Tomo did the only thing she could do, she tugged the bottom of her swimsuit out of the way and tried to relax, saying “Make it quick.”
Sakura was shocked, she’d been expecting a fight or something, but this…trust…she’d have been ashamed of herself if she didn’t do it after what Tomo did, so she got her arm wet in the sink and kneeled down, her hand going first for Tomo’s clit so her pre-cum would make this venture easier on her.
Tomo was scared, but that did feel nice, and the fact that her Sakura was down there, whispering encouragement to her made her relax, and her pussy was soon wet enough for Sakura to plunge in, going rather slowly so she wouldn’t hurt the love of her life.
“Yeeeeaaah…it’s gonna be WAY up there…like elbow deep, so you might wanna speed up, the Tentacle might notice us and attack…Even if you do own it’s sweet ass, it’ll fight to stay free.” Kitsu advised, her “cherry-blossom wind” (as it was named by Clow) giving both girls a lovely look up her skirt. That helped by making Tomo a bit more wet, and Sakura went deeper, her fingers forcing their way through Tomo’s hymen, the blood from it’s destruction seeping down her arm.
Sakura was kind enough to wait for Tomo to stop flinching before continuing, now getting her entire hand in up to the wrist. Then midway up her arm, the Tentacle noticed that her toys weren’t violating three pussies & asses, and that one was being explored by another human.
Totally Unacceptable.
The tentacles spread forth from the walls and floor, making all three panic, Sakura trying to finish it quickly by ramming her hand in as far as it could go, feeling something that was certainly not a part of Tomoyo poking her open palm. She grabbed it and pulled…
There was a wet pop and what looked like a purple version of her old wand came out of Tomoyo’s shivering slit, only it looked…different. It’s beak pointed up instead of forward, the rounded curve of the beak similar to the end of one of those tentacles…
She tossed it to Tomoyo, who looked at it like it was some kind of alien weapon, not knowing what to do, the tentacles growing and coming closer.
Tomo swung the wand like a bat and a flash blinded them, the attacking tentacles seeming to die and rot away into nothingness as it cleared.
“That was…fast”
“Yep,” Kitsu said with a grin, “That thing’s like the swords in those silly hentai adventure series. One swipe and the enemy dies, no questions asked. It’s makes it a bit easy, but we need every advantage we can get. Just don’t use it too much, save it. Its power is limited, so save it for emergencies. Just use it to get to the bitch in control of the squirmies, don’t play magical girl and try to save every one, you’d just run out of juice and get screwed even harder.”
“O-okay,” Tomoyo responded, dripping love juice and blood from her thoroughly explored cunt, “So we should go now?”
More tentacles attacked, these ones coming from the lockers, all bright green with squiggly, grabby things on their ends.
“Now would be good!”
They ran for it in their swimsuits, heading for where the most tentacles were, in the middle area of the school, Tomo zapping them with the wand only if they were captured by the vagina-seeking tentacles, which came in a rainbow of shapes, sizes, and colors…
They saw bright pink, tiny little worms crawling all over a whole classroom, some green ribbed ones violating the principal (who’d been on a daily walk of the school grounds) and even a waving purple thing as big around as a tree bashing down doors and stairs to prevent escape.
Kitsu had said that there would be more as they went along, but then they heard something else-an innocent scream, and a disturbing, watery giggle. Exactly the kind of laugh you’d expect from the Queen of all tentacle monsters.
The Cardcaptor and her lover ran into the Room it had come from, the library, passing a window through which they noticed the fact that Li was still getting who-knows-what jammed up his shorts, and exploded into the room the card had decided to use for it’s core.
It didn’t even look like it had been a part of the school. It looked like it belonged inside a giant tentacle monster, every wall, every shelf, every bit of the floor and ceiling, all had tentacles writing in them, and in the middle of all this chaos was Meiling, being violated by a woman who looked like she was made out of sky blue tentacles.
It was so shocking to them that Tomo dropped the wand. And that was when the card deigned to notice the intruders, and attacked. Tentacles of every shape and size imaginable wrapped around them, the slimy things ripping off their swimsuits and diving into their pussies, a bunch of little ones even went after Kitsu, who did her best to resist but was soon enjoying it too much to do anything but moan…
A big black ribbed tentacle squirmed it’s way into Tomo’s little butt, two green ones with grabbers on their ends holding her cheeks open for it, their other ends running their rough edges across her bare chest, teasing her nipples. A thick veiny pink one leapt into her mouth when she screamed in pain, and a mass of wriggling worms colored like an orange-gone-nova mashed into her pussy, slowly forcing it’s body into a small tube-like form to disappear entirely up her twat, every little bit of it finding little spots of pleasure in her pussy to play with.
Sakura had fared no better as a purple tentacle forced it’s way into her ass, literally lifting to poor girl off the ground as several long stringy yellow tentacles invaded her mouth from the ceiling and latched onto her pert little nipples, her pussy being overtaken by a long white string, the thing apparently deciding to tease her clit as another, thicker blue tentacle slowly began forcing it’s way into Tomo’s lover…
Tomo stared at the blue thing that was about to break her lover’s cherry. Sakura had popped Tomo’s. So Tomo was the only one allowed to pop Sakura’s. That blue thing was asking for death as Tomo bit down hard on the tentacle in her mouth, the pink veined worm thrashing out of her mouth, it’s sour blood spraying from it’s wound as Tomo forced her way off the tentacles inside her, grabbing the wand.
NOONE was allowed to fuck Sakura but her.
The tentacles exploded in an enormous flash of light that made the rest of the world go dark, and Tomo saw that now she and the Card, now looking like a human with tentacles for hair and blue-white skin, were alone in this in-between place…
It was time to take on the core.
Tentacle was staring, and then she recognized Tomo as the girl who’d freed her, the one she was supposed to be owned by. She was NOT going to give this up without a fight!
Tomo was glaring at the card that would dare try to take her Sakura from her as the Card glared back at the girl that would dare try to take her freedom. There was only one way for the two naked females to end this. The sex off had begun.
Tenta hurled herself at Tomo, her fingers turning into several small squiggles, which she promptly thrust into the Cardcaptor’s vagina as Tomo dived for the card’s breasts, one of the dark blue nipples soon encased in her mouth as she reached down for the card’s cunt and buried her own hand in it up to the wrist.
Both “fighters” had a damned good reason to win, but Tomoyo had one very specific advantage-her magic made the card much, much more sensitive than she was.
The Tentacle did it’s best to ignore the waves of pleasure that Tomoyo’s magic sent into her and wrapped a few of her finger-squiggles around the Cardcaptor’s clit, at the same time that Tomo found the Card’s clit. Both squeezed and rolled, both moaned and kissed (Tomo having popped her mouth off the nipple to moan), and both tried to bite the other’s tongue off when they did. But that magic was making Tenta veeerrry horny, and soon she was sucking the quivering muscle in her mouth, wanting it deeper in her mouth just as much as she wanted that lovely hand to go deeper into her cunt, and for Tomo to ram that other beautiful hand up her ass.
Tomo was winning, and she knew it, so she started to make the card suffer. She twisted her hand into that streaming snatch; she forced her tongue into the Tentacle’s mouth as far as it would go, she forced her entire fist into it’s waiting ass, making the card drop to the floor as she dominated her card, her property, her bitch, as Kitsu would have said.
The Tentacle, being made to be used like this, loved every minute of it. She moaned into the kisses, humped the hands in her holes, and soon vanished in a flash of light and scream of orgasm when Tomo grabbed her clit and twisted it.
Everything suddenly looked normal. Tomo and Sakura were both back in the changing room, no tentacles were attacking, and the only sounds were the noises made by a school on a normal sunny day.
“Well…that was…uh…”
“Kitsu…”
“Yeah boss?”
“What just happened? Why are we back in the dressing room? Where did the tentacles go? Why’s everyone acting like nothing happened?!” Tomo asked suddenly, knowing that there ought to be naked boys and girls either screaming or crying, and police officers showing up to see what caused the Card’s onslaught. This…this normalcy was the last thing she’d been expecting.
“You beat the card and reality fixed itself so that only you and your partner know about it. That’s how the big cards work. The only thing that’s gonna show about this is that everyone in the area will be a bit more sexually inclined afterwards.”
“Sexually inclined?” Tomoyo asked, wondering what something like that meant.
“It means your principal might make it against the rules to wear your undies in the pool, but that’s about it since it was only one card.” Kitsu said, sitting in an open locker and playing with the pink panties Tomo had left in there.
“Oh… Is that all…How odd.”
The coach suddenly walked in on the three, Kitsu shifting to “Barbie-mode” and told Tomo and Sakura to go get in the pool. Afterwards it was a pretty normal day, though the principal did, in fact, make panties in the pool against the rules on the grounds that some girls had a tendency to forget to bring more underwear on swim-days.
~~~
All right then, that’s all for that part o’ the story. Go find Teller if you want the next bit. I gotta go do stuff now, boyos. What?! Whaddaya mean ‘what kind o’ stuff’? I got a life kiddo. I got things to do, and they’re none o’ your business. Now either go somewhere else or go bug Teller for the next part, I don’t care which.
---------- End Of Chapter ----------
Speaker's Note: Yes. I know. This chapter is SAVAGELY late, but life has a way of sneaking up and biting the arse off of your free time, y’know? So bear with it. We want this perfect, and if that means we only get to type up one chapter a month or something, then so be it. But we do want it to go a damnsight quicker than that, so don’t stop reading. We’re doing the best we can here.
Teller's Note: If any of you are bothered by this chapter - well, in general things written by me will be more 'normal' kinks, and Speaker will be more extreme. Between the two of us, we should average out we hope. ^_^
However the new characters that’ll be introduced in this series, including the cards in Tomo’s Deck, do belong to my co-author and me.
Warning-Lemon. If you’re under 18, hate sex, or for some reason dislike the mention of peoples’ no-no parts (especially when they are being used!) then don’t read it. Do read it if you are a pervert.
WARNING! This particular bit of the story has the kinda stuff in it some perverts may not like. If you’re a squeamish, humans-only type-pervert, leave now. There’s a particularly famous breed of hentai monster in here….
----------Chapter 5: The First Attack----------
Say wha? Back already? Teller’s being quick about this, isn’t he? And he claims I’m too fast for him. Ah well, where’d he leave you hanging this time? Aha~~~a, I always did love that part… Well, Tomo and Sakura screwed several nights away, since it was the weekend an’ all, and they only really stopped to go to the bathroom & sleep. They had to stop entirely once Tomo’s folks came back, and I’m going to pick up when they decided to walk to school together, okay?
~~~
Tomoyo and Sakura were holding hands as they walked to school, both lost in their own thoughts, Tomo wondering what the next card would be, Sakura thinking about how very ‘close’ she and Tomo had become, and what their other friends would think about how they acted now…
Tomo was (of course) carrying the book the Cards had come in, The Yuri and the Breast both looking like pages in a book full of pages that had holes in them, the cards filling the holes. There seemed to be many cards, but the pages were rather thick… Since Tomo didn’t want to go and count every page, she had no idea how many cards there were left to catch.
Kitsu was taking a nap in Tomo’s bag, and therefore didn’t notice when a small red tentacle wormed it’s way out of her panties for several seconds, then went away…
~~~
Yup. Kitsu sleeps so hard that an atomic bomb going off wouldn’t wake her up, so a little thing like ol’ Clow’s warning spell would never bother her beauty sleep.
~~~
Class was normal, boring as usual. Both Tomo and Saku got bad marks on a quiz they were supposed to study for over the weekend, but they could make it up later. Their friends seemed happy when they saw the two together, and Tomo explained their newly open relationship was due to “a long talk…”
~~~
Hey, it was a helluvva lot better than telling ‘em that a magic card made by a perverted wizard made them fuck each other all weekend long, right?
~~~
Eventually they had to go to the gym for PE, a most hated class except for the fact that now Tomo and Saku had no problem peeking in on each other as they changed into their swimsuits, it was swim class that day.
Tomo and Saku were lucky that they’d stayed behind the others to peek though, because screaming began issuing from the pool, and when Tomo went to look she saw a most horrific sight.
Humongous red tentacles were coming out of the pool, the ground, the walls! They were coming out of nowhere and violating the students, regardless of gender, and even more screaming was coming from back inside the rest of the school! They’d even nabbed Li, who wore little more than an expression of utmost suffering as one of the pool tentacles slid up his swim trunks. Tomo fled back to the changing rooms and grabbed her backpack, digging around for Kitsu, wondering why they hadn’t gotten a warning, up until she found the mini-foxgirl snoring, and no amount of shaking would wake her up.
It took a dip in the sink to finally wake the Guardian up, and when she saw the commotion all Kitsu could say was “Oh fuck!”
“What is that thing, and how do we stop it?” Tomo demanded, near panic.
“It’s the Tentacle, and it’s a doozey of an enemy, boss. It can summon those tentacles all around a specific area, and I think it’s got the whole school by now. We better watch out, and we need the Wand to get it to do you, and we need it to even reach its core, which is the part you need to zap so you can fuck it.”
Silence met this statement. Tomo knew that they didn’t have much time if they wanted to help their friends, but still…she’d never been touched that deep. Both girls had been very careful to not pop each other’s cherries, and now Sakura was about to have to dig in even deeper than that!
“Do we…really need it?” Sakura asked, scared for Tomo’s sake.
“You do if you wanna win. If you don’t have it the card’ll just fuck you senseless and it’ll never accept Tomoyo as its mistress.”
That would be bad… So Tomo did the only thing she could do, she tugged the bottom of her swimsuit out of the way and tried to relax, saying “Make it quick.”
Sakura was shocked, she’d been expecting a fight or something, but this…trust…she’d have been ashamed of herself if she didn’t do it after what Tomo did, so she got her arm wet in the sink and kneeled down, her hand going first for Tomo’s clit so her pre-cum would make this venture easier on her.
Tomo was scared, but that did feel nice, and the fact that her Sakura was down there, whispering encouragement to her made her relax, and her pussy was soon wet enough for Sakura to plunge in, going rather slowly so she wouldn’t hurt the love of her life.
“Yeeeeaaah…it’s gonna be WAY up there…like elbow deep, so you might wanna speed up, the Tentacle might notice us and attack…Even if you do own it’s sweet ass, it’ll fight to stay free.” Kitsu advised, her “cherry-blossom wind” (as it was named by Clow) giving both girls a lovely look up her skirt. That helped by making Tomo a bit more wet, and Sakura went deeper, her fingers forcing their way through Tomo’s hymen, the blood from it’s destruction seeping down her arm.
Sakura was kind enough to wait for Tomo to stop flinching before continuing, now getting her entire hand in up to the wrist. Then midway up her arm, the Tentacle noticed that her toys weren’t violating three pussies & asses, and that one was being explored by another human.
Totally Unacceptable.
The tentacles spread forth from the walls and floor, making all three panic, Sakura trying to finish it quickly by ramming her hand in as far as it could go, feeling something that was certainly not a part of Tomoyo poking her open palm. She grabbed it and pulled…
There was a wet pop and what looked like a purple version of her old wand came out of Tomoyo’s shivering slit, only it looked…different. It’s beak pointed up instead of forward, the rounded curve of the beak similar to the end of one of those tentacles…
She tossed it to Tomoyo, who looked at it like it was some kind of alien weapon, not knowing what to do, the tentacles growing and coming closer.
Tomo swung the wand like a bat and a flash blinded them, the attacking tentacles seeming to die and rot away into nothingness as it cleared.
“That was…fast”
“Yep,” Kitsu said with a grin, “That thing’s like the swords in those silly hentai adventure series. One swipe and the enemy dies, no questions asked. It’s makes it a bit easy, but we need every advantage we can get. Just don’t use it too much, save it. Its power is limited, so save it for emergencies. Just use it to get to the bitch in control of the squirmies, don’t play magical girl and try to save every one, you’d just run out of juice and get screwed even harder.”
“O-okay,” Tomoyo responded, dripping love juice and blood from her thoroughly explored cunt, “So we should go now?”
More tentacles attacked, these ones coming from the lockers, all bright green with squiggly, grabby things on their ends.
“Now would be good!”
They ran for it in their swimsuits, heading for where the most tentacles were, in the middle area of the school, Tomo zapping them with the wand only if they were captured by the vagina-seeking tentacles, which came in a rainbow of shapes, sizes, and colors…
They saw bright pink, tiny little worms crawling all over a whole classroom, some green ribbed ones violating the principal (who’d been on a daily walk of the school grounds) and even a waving purple thing as big around as a tree bashing down doors and stairs to prevent escape.
Kitsu had said that there would be more as they went along, but then they heard something else-an innocent scream, and a disturbing, watery giggle. Exactly the kind of laugh you’d expect from the Queen of all tentacle monsters.
The Cardcaptor and her lover ran into the Room it had come from, the library, passing a window through which they noticed the fact that Li was still getting who-knows-what jammed up his shorts, and exploded into the room the card had decided to use for it’s core.
It didn’t even look like it had been a part of the school. It looked like it belonged inside a giant tentacle monster, every wall, every shelf, every bit of the floor and ceiling, all had tentacles writing in them, and in the middle of all this chaos was Meiling, being violated by a woman who looked like she was made out of sky blue tentacles.
It was so shocking to them that Tomo dropped the wand. And that was when the card deigned to notice the intruders, and attacked. Tentacles of every shape and size imaginable wrapped around them, the slimy things ripping off their swimsuits and diving into their pussies, a bunch of little ones even went after Kitsu, who did her best to resist but was soon enjoying it too much to do anything but moan…
A big black ribbed tentacle squirmed it’s way into Tomo’s little butt, two green ones with grabbers on their ends holding her cheeks open for it, their other ends running their rough edges across her bare chest, teasing her nipples. A thick veiny pink one leapt into her mouth when she screamed in pain, and a mass of wriggling worms colored like an orange-gone-nova mashed into her pussy, slowly forcing it’s body into a small tube-like form to disappear entirely up her twat, every little bit of it finding little spots of pleasure in her pussy to play with.
Sakura had fared no better as a purple tentacle forced it’s way into her ass, literally lifting to poor girl off the ground as several long stringy yellow tentacles invaded her mouth from the ceiling and latched onto her pert little nipples, her pussy being overtaken by a long white string, the thing apparently deciding to tease her clit as another, thicker blue tentacle slowly began forcing it’s way into Tomo’s lover…
Tomo stared at the blue thing that was about to break her lover’s cherry. Sakura had popped Tomo’s. So Tomo was the only one allowed to pop Sakura’s. That blue thing was asking for death as Tomo bit down hard on the tentacle in her mouth, the pink veined worm thrashing out of her mouth, it’s sour blood spraying from it’s wound as Tomo forced her way off the tentacles inside her, grabbing the wand.
NOONE was allowed to fuck Sakura but her.
The tentacles exploded in an enormous flash of light that made the rest of the world go dark, and Tomo saw that now she and the Card, now looking like a human with tentacles for hair and blue-white skin, were alone in this in-between place…
It was time to take on the core.
Tentacle was staring, and then she recognized Tomo as the girl who’d freed her, the one she was supposed to be owned by. She was NOT going to give this up without a fight!
Tomo was glaring at the card that would dare try to take her Sakura from her as the Card glared back at the girl that would dare try to take her freedom. There was only one way for the two naked females to end this. The sex off had begun.
Tenta hurled herself at Tomo, her fingers turning into several small squiggles, which she promptly thrust into the Cardcaptor’s vagina as Tomo dived for the card’s breasts, one of the dark blue nipples soon encased in her mouth as she reached down for the card’s cunt and buried her own hand in it up to the wrist.
Both “fighters” had a damned good reason to win, but Tomoyo had one very specific advantage-her magic made the card much, much more sensitive than she was.
The Tentacle did it’s best to ignore the waves of pleasure that Tomoyo’s magic sent into her and wrapped a few of her finger-squiggles around the Cardcaptor’s clit, at the same time that Tomo found the Card’s clit. Both squeezed and rolled, both moaned and kissed (Tomo having popped her mouth off the nipple to moan), and both tried to bite the other’s tongue off when they did. But that magic was making Tenta veeerrry horny, and soon she was sucking the quivering muscle in her mouth, wanting it deeper in her mouth just as much as she wanted that lovely hand to go deeper into her cunt, and for Tomo to ram that other beautiful hand up her ass.
Tomo was winning, and she knew it, so she started to make the card suffer. She twisted her hand into that streaming snatch; she forced her tongue into the Tentacle’s mouth as far as it would go, she forced her entire fist into it’s waiting ass, making the card drop to the floor as she dominated her card, her property, her bitch, as Kitsu would have said.
The Tentacle, being made to be used like this, loved every minute of it. She moaned into the kisses, humped the hands in her holes, and soon vanished in a flash of light and scream of orgasm when Tomo grabbed her clit and twisted it.
Everything suddenly looked normal. Tomo and Sakura were both back in the changing room, no tentacles were attacking, and the only sounds were the noises made by a school on a normal sunny day.
“Well…that was…uh…”
“Kitsu…”
“Yeah boss?”
“What just happened? Why are we back in the dressing room? Where did the tentacles go? Why’s everyone acting like nothing happened?!” Tomo asked suddenly, knowing that there ought to be naked boys and girls either screaming or crying, and police officers showing up to see what caused the Card’s onslaught. This…this normalcy was the last thing she’d been expecting.
“You beat the card and reality fixed itself so that only you and your partner know about it. That’s how the big cards work. The only thing that’s gonna show about this is that everyone in the area will be a bit more sexually inclined afterwards.”
“Sexually inclined?” Tomoyo asked, wondering what something like that meant.
“It means your principal might make it against the rules to wear your undies in the pool, but that’s about it since it was only one card.” Kitsu said, sitting in an open locker and playing with the pink panties Tomo had left in there.
“Oh… Is that all…How odd.”
The coach suddenly walked in on the three, Kitsu shifting to “Barbie-mode” and told Tomo and Sakura to go get in the pool. Afterwards it was a pretty normal day, though the principal did, in fact, make panties in the pool against the rules on the grounds that some girls had a tendency to forget to bring more underwear on swim-days.
~~~
All right then, that’s all for that part o’ the story. Go find Teller if you want the next bit. I gotta go do stuff now, boyos. What?! Whaddaya mean ‘what kind o’ stuff’? I got a life kiddo. I got things to do, and they’re none o’ your business. Now either go somewhere else or go bug Teller for the next part, I don’t care which.
---------- End Of Chapter ----------
Speaker's Note: Yes. I know. This chapter is SAVAGELY late, but life has a way of sneaking up and biting the arse off of your free time, y’know? So bear with it. We want this perfect, and if that means we only get to type up one chapter a month or something, then so be it. But we do want it to go a damnsight quicker than that, so don’t stop reading. We’re doing the best we can here.
Teller's Note: If any of you are bothered by this chapter - well, in general things written by me will be more 'normal' kinks, and Speaker will be more extreme. Between the two of us, we should average out we hope. ^_^