to know each other.

So here they were, sitting in the uncomfortable silence of Room 309, the detention room, just staring blankly at the wall, the desk, and anything else in sight.

Al couldn’t take it anymore. He needed to say something so he talked about the first thing that came to mind.

“This detention really fucking sucks, man,” he said.

Lori quickly joined in. She said, “Yeah, I hate my fucking teacher. He’s so perverted. He kept looking up my skirt.”

Al’s eyes lit up. Now she was talking about something he found interesting. “Really?” he asked.

“Yeah,” said Lori with a big smile. “It started turning me on.”

He looked her up and down as he spoke his last phrase. Lori was pretty, but nothing spectacular. She had long brown hair that was tied in a ponytail. Her figure was slim with small breasts and slender thighs.

He realized that that was the only reason he hadn’t tried to fuck her in the past. Al loved freaky women and he usually spit game at every freak that came within earshot, but Lori was small-breasted. Sexy, yes, but small up top. Al was a tit man.

He also realized what a mistake it was not to hit on her. She looked like a damn good fuck. She also looked like she was still horny from the teacher’s naughty gaze.

“How nice,” said Al. “So what kind of panties you got under there?”

Lori was wearing a skirt. She uncrossed her leg and looked at him, said, “You wanna see?”

And without a moment’s hesitation, she started lifting the skirt, revealing more of her slender, white thighs until the material of her red panties became visible. She turned one of her legs outward, and the other followed so she could face him, but for one quick second, she was sitting with her legs wide apart with her skirt hiked all the way up.

Al felt his cock sliding down his leg. He wanted to fuck in the worst way.

“Man, those are some really nice panties,” he said.

“Thank you,” said Lori. She opened her legs a little further and started sliding her fingers along the thin, see-thru material.

Al stared a little harder as if he was trying to memorize every detail. He could see what looked like a patch of hair just above her clit, but what really turned him on was the way her panties were squeezed between her pussy lips.

It looked really sexy. He had to touch.

There desks were close together so her pussy was just an arm’s reach away. She also pushed her pelvis towards him when she saw him reaching for her.

He slid his thumb in the split. Even though it was covered by the panties, his thumb slipped right in. He started finger fucking her. She started humping his thumb in slow circles as the smile faded off her face and passion took its place.

“Oh, you like that, huh?”

“Yeah,” she said.

“It’s turning you on?” he asked.

“Uh-huh,” Lori replied.

He pulled the panties up and over to his right. Lori had a big clit. It was sticking out like sore thumb, which explained why she was reacting so intensely to his fondling. She could barely stay vertical in her seat.

“Ohh,” she said. “My panties are wet.”

“I like wet panties,” said Al.

“You do?”

“Yeah,” he said.

He kept sliding his thumb up and down her split. As her pussy got wetter, he would slide his finger into the split and sometimes in her hole. Then he’d pull it out and use the pussy juice as lube to masturbate her clit.

He loved that big, wet clit. He liked watching the way her juicy pussy yielded and moved with his hand, but he always returned to the clit. He knew he was driving her crazy. She looked like she would jump his dick on the spot if he pulled it out.

It felt so good she didn’t care anymore. She had lifted her shirt and pulled her tits out.

She noticed Al was on his knees when she opened her eyes. She didn’t remember him getting up, but either way, as good as his hand was, she wanted him to put his mouth on her.

All of a sudden, his head dropped and Lori felt his tongue sliding up her up clit as his wet lips closed around it. Then she felt a powerful suction as a wave of tingles rushed through her body.

Al was an excellent pussy eater. He never rushed anything. Instead, he pleasured her with just enough contact and teased by biting her panties and licking around her sensitive areas, making her eager for more.

“Suck it,” she whispered. “Oh, yeah…like that.”

Between his tongue and fingers, he had her creaming pussy juice all over her panties.

It went on for a good ten minutes. They were so bold and caught up in what they were doing that neither of them once thought to take a look at the door. Anyone could have walked in but they didn’t care.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she was moaning. It was getting louder by the second.

Finally, Al stopped and said, “I want those wet panties. I want to taste them.”

She stood up and took them off. Al was a nasty man. He started licking her juices from them.

Lori sat back down and watched as she fondled herself. Al quickly wrapped the panties around his thumbs and resumed stroking her clit through them.

“Oh!!” she screamed.

She could feel the tingles getting stronger. Her legs were cocked wide open and she was squeezing her nipples and tits hard.

“Ohh, Oh…”

An intense orgasm ripped through her. Her whole body was jumping with excitement.

For the first time she remembered they were in school so she tried her hardest to keep from screaming at the top of her lungs like she wanted to. It felt so good.

Her orgasm died down eventually and Al took her panties from her pussy, said, “These panties are sopping wet.”

“Wanna taste them?”

“Oh, yeah,” he said, then he licked them. “Wanna try them?” he asked.

“Yeah,” replied Lori. She was so infatuated with Al at that point that she would’ve said yes to anything he asked.

He handed them to her and she started licking her own juices from the panties. She was already familiar with the taste because plenty of men had fucked her and then stuck their dicks back in her mouth.

“They taste good, don’t they?” asked Al.

“Uh-huh.”

They passed them back and forth taking turns licking her juices off. Then Al took one last sniff and got up.

“Fuck this shit. Let’s ditch,” said Al.

Lori said, “Sounds good to me.”

She hung her panties on the chalk board and they walked away arm-in-arm.

THE END.

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party, I realized that I had in fact, drank
too much. Everyone realized it. All of the sudden my mouth began to water
uncontrollably. I grabbed their garbage can and puked -- hard. Everyone
groaned and moaned, as they were just getting ready to walk out the door.
Brad was such a sweetie. He agreed to help me clean it up. Everyone else
said they were leaving and told us where to meet them.

Brad took the garbage can to the bathroom on the floor to clean it out.
I felt bad for him, having to sneak into a girls dormitory bathroom and
clean up puke because of me, so when he returned, I was ready to thank him.

He walked into the room, smiled, and put the garbage can back. When he
turned around he looked very surprised to find me on my knees in front of
him. Before he could say anything, I pulled his dick out of his pants and
began sucking on it. It was so big that it stretched and pushed against
the side of my cheeks before I could straighten it out and attempt to deep
throat him. However when I made my first gagging noise, Brad must have
flashed back to me puking and quickly pulled me to my feet. I got onto one
of the girl's bed on my hands and knees and he pushed my black and white
one piece dress off over my head, pushed my blue and white panties to the
side, and entered me from behind. His fingers pressed down into my lower
back as he began to fuck me doggy style. We both groaned and he said,
"Ahhhh yeah. I wanna fuck your pussy." I layed my face on the thick
blanket draped over the bed as he pushed in and out of me. I reached back
with my right hand to hold his.

My hand must have looked so tiny in this
cute college guys big paw. I held on as tight as I could as he fucked me
till I climaxed, feeling only slightly bad about my juices dripping on some
poor girl bed that I didn't even know. I managed to push myself up onto my
hands as he pulled out.

"Do you wanna taste your pussy?" he asked. I sat on the bed and began
to suck his big penis, it's juices and the musty taste of my juices mixing
together. "Ahhhh, yes!" he moaned, "Taste your pussy."

After a minute or so of sucking, I lay on my back and he moved in,
hovering over me and sliding his big member into me. He began to fuck me,
grinding me back and forth on a bed that wasn't even ours.

"Oh, God, yes," I moaned.

"Are you my fuck toy," he whispered.

A simple "Yes" was all I could muster as he slowly rocked in and out of
me. I grabbed at my tits and kneaded them together. He pushed my panties
to the side with his left hand and steadied himself with the right. He
began to do me harder and harder until his balls were bouncing off my ass.
The slapping noise lasted a good thirty seconds or so, echoing above my
moans and whimpering.

He pulled out, positioned me on my side, slid my drenched panties off
and began to spoon me. His arms encompassed me, holding my big titties,
sliding down to my waist and hips, and holding my leg up while he pumped in
and out of me. He was so strong. He thrust harder and harder. Soon his
left hand was cupping my chin, his fingers sliding into my mouth as I
sucked them. My white pump on my left foot came to rest on his thigh, as I
spread myself wide to take all of him in. I felt his cock expand inside my
tight walls, and soon he was shooting his hot cum inside of me, groaning in
my ear.

When he was done, he collapsed on his back, his thick cock resting on
his stomach. I crawled to my knees and took it into my hungry mouth,
slurping up every last drop of his cum and our sex that I could. Then I
climbed up and sat above him with my back to him. He rubbed at my pussy
until he was hard again. Then he pushed his meat in as we slowly began to
fuck. I grabbed at my chest and soon his hands were clasping mine, holding
my breast tightly as I lowered myself up and down on his rod. He rose to
meet me faster and faster, slipping out from time to time before easing it
back into my pussy with his free hand.

 He pinched my nipples and then
would rub at my pussy, right above his thrusting tool, before returning his
attention to pinching and tugging on my nipples again. He grabbed both of
my legs behind the knees, pushed them together and rose his hips faster and
faster, his big dick penetrating me again and again.

"AHHHHHH, YES!" I groaned loudly as I awkwardly slipped off to the side.
I climbed to my knees and this time turned to face him as I sat above him,
his engorged cock rubbing against my crotch. But this time he spit on his
hand, rubbed it on his dick and began to muscle it into my tight rectum. I
leaned down to kiss him as he grasped my fleshy ass cheeks, pulling me up
and down on his cock.

"OHHHHH, GOD, YES!" I screamed. "EWWW, AHHHHH, FUCK!" I knew that
anyone walking past in the hall could hear my screams and wailing

er budding breasts into my hand, and hunched up against me,

while I rubbed her pussy through her dress.

Getting a bit bolder, I unzipped my pants. She needed no promp-

ting, stuck her little hand into my open fly, and started squeezing

my cock, smiling up at me while we kissed even more deeply,

licking each other's tongue.

Soon, we had to break for air, and I said, "Evie, would you like to

take a little drive?"

"Sure!" she answered, and after I zipped up,we walked hand-in-hand

to where I had parked the family car.When we got to it, she said, "Wow!

This is a beautiful car! Let's go!"

I took us to a nearby parking lot, deserted at that time, where we

had a clear view in all directions but couldn't be observed. On

the way, Evie slid over against me, and squeezed and rubbed

my cock some more. I was hard as a rock, by this time.

I noticed she was wearing a small, heart-shaped locket, and asked

her idly, "Where did you get that?"

"My boyfriend gave it to me,"she replied. "But it's OK! We aren't

going steady, or anything."

I didn't press her further, because we got to the parking place I

had in mind, and we got back to business. She unzipped my fly,

this time, and reached into my briefs, easily finding my stiff prick.

Meanwhile, I felt her little breasts some more, and started parting

her knees, reaching up between her thighs in search of her little

cunt. She gladly cooperated, and even raised her ass up to pull

off her little black panties, which she tossed on the floor.

However, all I found on probing further was very stiff fabric!

I looked at her questioningly. "Sorry!" she said. "If I had known

we would be doing this, I wouldn't have worn this girdle! But you

can still reach my pussy!" She spread her thighs as far as the

girdle would allow, and my hand quickly pressed into the very

constricted gap. I did, barely, find her little twat, which was very

wet, and I began finger-fucking her, as much as I could.

"Doesn't that thing come off?" I asked in frustration.

"Yeah, but I would have to strip," she replied, "and we don't have

time for that."

"Well," I said, pushing my finger as far into her as I could reach,

"If I could get to it, I would love to give you a little head, first."

She looked mystified. "What's that?"

I shouldn't have been surprised that there still were a few things

this 14-year-old didn't know. "You know, go down on you, eat

you out, lick your cunt."

Her eyes widened. "Really? Would you really like to lick my pussy?"

"Oh, yeah!" I answered. "I love pussy, the way it looks, the way it

smells, the way it feels, and the way it tastes! The girl who taught

me to fuck began teaching me to eat pussy, and gave me my first

blowjob, too."

"I wish you could do that on me," she said after a pause. "Next

time, I won't wear a girdle!"

"Well, it'll be my pleasure, and I'm betting you will love it, too. For

now, though, I guess this is all we can do."

Then a thought struck me. "Do you come to any morning services?"

I wondered.

"Yeah, I usually come to the 9:15. Why?"

"OK! From now on, I'll meet you when it's over, and we can pick up

on unfinished business! Right? And then meet again here at Youth

Group?"

"Oh, yes!"

"And no girdle, right?"

"Not for you any more, Honey! Now finger my little pussy some more.

Please?"

Well, that was an invitation I couldn't pass up. I fingered her and tickled

her little clit until we decided we had better get her home. She pulled

my cock out of my pants and stroked it all the way to her house, and licked it a little, but didn't want to suck me - yet.

We planned to get together next after the 9:15 service, the following

Sunday.

Well, the 9:15 service came along. I searched the congregation repeatedly,

but saw no sign of Evie. After the service, I kept looking for her, but

without any luck. Feeling frustrated, I hoped to see her at Youth Group,

that evening.

After getting hornier and hornier all day, I went in to the church, full of

hope. She wasn't there. I waited for half and hour, then decided I might

as well go home and jerk off. As I walked out the side door, there she

was, getting out of a car.

I waited until the car pulled out of sight, then met her as she was coming

in.

"Where have you been, all day?" I demanded.

"I couldn't get a ride, this morning," she replied, "and don't expect to

get anything off me, tonight!"

"Why not?"

"I've just been having it out with four boys," she answered, "and my pussy

is full of cum."

I have to tell you, that didn't turn me off. Far from it! The thought of her gangbanging four guys really turned me on, big time. I didn't at all mind being last in line, as long as I got some pussy from this little teenie nympho! I did abandon the thought of eating her out that night, though.

"Oh, come on," I pleaded. " I've been waiting for you all day! Give me a little? OK?"

She sighed, and said, "Well, I may as well make it an even five. Let's go somewhere."

My spirits, and my cock, rose again, together. We went to my car, and climbed in. Evie immediately pulled up her skirt and stripped off her black panties - so far as I could tell, they were the same pair I had seen, before. I took this as an invitation, and moved over to feel her little cunt.

"You don't need to do anything to me!" she said, pushing my hand away.

I thought a moment, and realized she needed no more stimulation, after fucking four boys, earlier. I pulled the car into a small grove of trees next to

the parking lot, and cut the engine.

"Do you want to do it up here," I asked, "or get in back?"

"In back. Come on!" she prompted, and began climbing over the seat back.

As little Evie swung her leg over, I got a good look, finally, at her little pussy, with very sparse hair above it on her mound of Venus. Her cunt was all wet and glistening, whether with her juice or guys' cum I don't know. Probably both. Anyway, by the time I climbed over, she was laying on her back, legs spread wide, while she smiled up at me.

I wasted no time in kneeling between her thighs, and started to position my dick at her pussyhole.

"Do you want me to put it in?" she grinned.

I thought for less that a second, and said "Yeah! stick it in your pretty little cunt for me!"

She reached down between us, gently took my stiff prick, which was about the same size then as it is now - 7 1/2" long and 5 1/2" around - and put the head in her wet little twat.

All of a sudden, I thought of something. "Don't you use rubbers?"

She snickered. "Oh, no. I don't need them yet! Now come on and fuck!"

I did.

After so long without fucking, her hot, wet little pussy felt delightful! Hell, it probably would have, anyway.

We fucked for several minutes, as I pushed into her and she humped back.

Then she asked me,"Is it all the way in?"

Since I had been grinding my pubic bone against hers for a few seconds, I thought surely she must know, but I answered anyway, "Yeah, you're getting all I've got!"

"OK!" she replied, like she just wanted to be sure I wasn't keeping any hard dick from her, and settled back into our fuck rhythm.

We went at it for a while longer, with me pumping away, while she pushed back and exclaimed, "Oh, yes! Do me harder! FUCK ME! COME ON!" Her little cunt felt so good, I wanted to do it all night; but suddenly I came, squirting my load into her already full little pussy.

Oh, something I just remembered: while we were screwing, another car pulled out of the parking lot and turned our way. I panicked for a second, but Evie just kept humping away, although we were a pair of brightly lit up fuckers, for a second or two. I figured if it didn't bother her, it didn't bother me! Anyway, the car turned off to the exit, never stopping.

After I finished cumming, we climbed back into the front seat, she pulled her panties back on, smoothed down her skirt, and I took her back up to the church door. When we stopped, I asked her if she had time to do it some more, since my cock was rapidly hardening, again.

"No, thanks," she replied. " I'd like to, but my mother is coming to pick me up in a little while. Besides, I have to get home and douche all this cum out of me!"

As she got out of the car, she turned and said, grinning, "Thanks for a great end to the evening!" That should have been my line, but I was slow. Then she went inside.

That, unfortunately, was the only time I got to fuck Evie. I did go by her house once, but her little sister was home, and Evie ran me off. After that, things got too complicated for us to get together; but I think of her once in a while. I heard later that she became a full-time slut, fucking anybody, any time, anywhere. Except for that once, though, I missed out on the fun.

 

 

 

 

 

s asleep together on a couch attached to the wall of the RV. Courtney was behind Erin embracing our younger sister's stomach. At the time, I thought it was completely wrong, but they looked hot. Courtney had developed quite well at 5'8", 36C breasts, hazle green eyes, wavy brown hair and a face that looks like Kelly Clarkson, but tan...and just recently got her first boyfriend, so practically an angel compared to the girls I'm used to. Erin is well on her way but in a different way. She is 5'6" with 32B breasts, deep blue eyes and the prettiest dirty blond hair I have ever seen that accentuated her gorgeous face.

We finally arrived at the resort, which was no more than a camping ground, a beach, and a pool with a pair of buildings that had showers. My dad and mom went to a nearby town that had a boardwalk for a few hours, while me and my sisters hung out at the pool.

We were swimming in the pool for about half-an-hour when this gorgeous dark-haired girl named Robin and her brother Michael had jumped into the pool. Robin came right up to me and my sisters to ask our names. After we got to know each other, we played the usual pool games like shark and Marco Polo. After awhile, Michael and I had decided that we should play chicken fight. We got Courtney and Robin to play, but Robin insisted that she should be on my shoulders and Courtney should be on Michael's. I didn't have a problem with it since I really liked Robin...and I could tell that Michael really liked my sister since he immediately tried to hide his tent under the water when Courtney got on his shoulders. Erin was obviously left out, but she said she was sick of swimming and went back to the RV to watch a movie.

The game lasted for about 3 minutes when both Courtney and Robin amazingly pushed off each other so hard that they both lost their balance and caused Michael and I to fall in the water with them. This is where it got interesting. Robin basically pulled me under the water when she fell and I ended up behind her as her body "sank" into mine. I stood up immediately to try to hide the hardon know forming in my shorts, but this only made it worse as my crotch just ended up riding her ass while we both stood up.

Thats when we both saw Courtney and Michael making out which didnt help the situation since it just turned me on even more. Robin noticed this and with her ass still against my crotch, she put her arms back and embraced my back making me press against her. I could tell where this was heading, so, I turned her towards me and looked into her eyes. It was the same look that I saw in every other girl I ever kissed. However, this was no ordinary kiss. She definitely knew what she was doing as our tounges explored each others mouths and my lips were occasionally met with small bites. Her legs embraced my hips as we stood there bucking in the water, making out like there was no tommorrow. But all of a sudden, I heard Courtney and Michael talk about going to the womens showers. Robin and I being so gone in one another quickly ran out the pull and raced my sister and Michael to the girl's showers.

All four of us put every shower on, which made the room foggy because of the steam. Robin then took my hand and led me to a shower head close to the far corner of the room and before I knew it, we continued where we left out. Michael and Courtney were'nt far behind as they quickly stripped in the corner opposite of us, closer to the door.

Our tounges once again explored each others mouths as our hands did a little exploring of their own.  Robin slowly reached into my swim trunks and lightly grasped my already hard 6" cock.  She slowly stroked me off while we were under the shower head.  With her bikini top off, her exposed 36C breasts with her dark long wet hair gracing both sides made her look like a godess.  Suddenly with my cock still in her hands, she whispered in my ear, "I need this..."

I almost lost it when I heard this.  I quickly put her against the wall and removed her bikini bottom as she removed my trunks.  I pinned her arms against the wall as her legs spread open, wanting me.  Lust had consumed my mind and compelled her body.  I pressed against her and my cock was just touching her pussy lips, when we heard someone open the shower room door.  A young girl's voice broke through the moans and mist, "Teddy...Courtney...are you guys in here."

Shit....

(To Be Continued)

in pink 'powerpuff girls' panties, she said she was thirsty and i went out to pour her some water and i spiked it, i gave her to drink and after a while she collapsed on the floor,  i carried her to her room and i took off my shirt and my jeans and all that is left was my boxers, i started at her and my dig start hardening and growing and i start feeling horny, i pulled down her panty and i saw her pussy, she had a bit of hair on it  but i didnt care, i shoved my dick deep into his vagina, she groaned, after a while of some wild sex, i carried her to the bathroom and start fucking her in the tub of water again but this time, i felt that i about to ejaculate , i quickly pulled my dick out of her pussy and aim it at her face, i masturbate a bit and the cum shot out and ended up in her face, realising her parents and my parents are coming back, i quickly dressed her (i did some oral sex and some fingering on her before dressing her up) and then i put her in bed as though she was sleeping...and i babysitted a few times more after this time and i fucked her hard every time except that this time she was awake....by the way the girl is asian..

this story is purely fictional

from her small frame by a single vine. Since her breasts were small enough so that she had no need for a bra, her breasts were immediately exposed to the eerily cold air. That was the only warning she had before her trousers were pulled down leaving her only in her panties (she came to the island barefoot).

Kate continued to squirm, even more so now that she realized what the tree demon planned on doing to her. Unfortunately, she was powerless under the sheer strength of the moving vines. Something tickled against her womanhood through her panties. At first she thought it was the tip of another vine, but this one seemed softer and moist compared to the vines restricting her. Her heart began to race and her breathing quickened at the touch of the unknown object. Her adrenaline-level was at an all-time high.

Another scent filled the dark and cool air. This other scent was much more pleasant compared to the smell of rotten and decayed corpses. It smelled like nothing Kate had ever smelled in her life, but it smelled nice enough to calm her down a bit. Without realizing it, her pussy began to moisten and her hormone-levels began to rise rapidly. Without realizing it, she was reacting to aphrodisiac in the newly introduced scent.

The young disciple of the sword did to resist as much as she should had when her panties were removed. Instead of being ripped off like the other articles of her clothing, her panties slid gently down her left leg and off her left foot. Once the last barrier was gone, the vines that encircled her ankles forcefully separated her legs as much as possible. To her horror, instead of screaming out in pain she screamed out in pleasure.

The strange wet object from before returned to her pussy at once. Kate shivered in ecstasy as she felt the intrusive demon organ played with the outer-folds of her pussy. When the tip of the organ flicked against her clit, a gasp of pleasure escaped her lips. Her mind was split into two factions: one was trying to get her to resist while the other was successfully getting her to go along with the flow. She wanted to resist, but it was felt too good.

"JUST FUCKING PUT IT IN ALREADY!" Kate cried out in frustration as tears spilled from her eyes. She surprised herself as soon as the words escaped from her mouth. She continued to sob even as she moaned and groaned in pleasure. Her tears were falling from her eyes... that meant that she was facing downwards. It was a bit of a comfort to her when she figured out how she was positioned. As if it were acting on her outburst, the wet object slowly entered the love canal. It continued to slithered within the young girl until what felt like ten inches of moist demon muscle was inside of her. "Oh my god... oh god..."

Her words matched the rate at which the organ pumped in and out of her.

Her eyes continued streaming with tears as her words left her mouth.

Her mind kept screaming out incoherent thoughts as her eyes streamed with tears.

Kate's toes curled up as the moist demon instrument pounded into her over and over again. She clenched her fists and her eyes squeezed shut as she felt her clit being rubbed against another vine. Her arms were pressed against the small of her back to make her feel even more at mercy to the tree demon. Her eyes popped open for only an instant as she felt another object begin to intrude her other hole. Her eyes squeezed shut again as the other mysterious serpent slithered into her backyard.

Kate continued screaming in pleasure and pain as she orgasmed over... and over... and over...

*****

Kate: "Circle, circle, dot, dot. Now you have a cootie shot."

Pete: "Are you sure this works, Kate? I won't get sick?"

Kate: "It'll work! Trust me! Now we can all play tag together!"

Motoko: "Are you two done yet? You've already done that a hundred times."

Kate: "Just making sure it works! Right, Pete?"

Pete: "Um... right."

Motoko: "Yo! Yo! What are you doing up there, Yo? Don't tell me you're scared of cooties, too!"

Yo: "Only little kids believe in that kind of stuff. Oh... Akito and Akira are fighting again."

Motoko: "Again? They do this everytime they meet!"

Kate: "Sensei says they're rivals. That's why they fight all the time."

Motoko: "What are rivals? Yo? Do you know?"

Kana: "Rivals are two people who want to be better than each other."

Kate: "Kana! Yay! You're here! Now we can play. Yo, are you coming down?"

Yo: "ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ"

*****

"[God... please don't let me be late... please don't let me be late...]" Motoko repeated that same phrase over and over again like a mantra. She sped along the moist ground, running past any and all obstacles in her way. The bottom of her barefeet were caked with mud for she never looked where she was going. She was going on a hunch, but that didn't stop her from going back into the woods anyway.

On her way through the woods, she came across a skeleton holding a bow and a quiver with three arrows. There was also a campfire that was slowly dying out from the cold atmosphere of the dark and desolate wind. She immediatley whipped up a torch using a small branch she found lying nearby. It was only a few short seconds of delay, but she was already worried that it made her a few seconds too late.

*****

Kate: Damn... they're really going at it, aren't they?

Motoko: Akira-Sempai! Do your best!

Kana: No cheering for your sempai, stupid retard.

Motoko: Why not? Um... what did you just say?

Kate: You're too goody-goody to fucking swear, aren't you?

Motoko: I'm not! I just don't know how to swear in english.

Kana: Oh yeah? Let's hear some japanese swearing. I know japanese too, so I'll know if you're lying.

Motoko: [Oh screw you, ya fucking whore. In fact, why don't I just cut the bullshit and flip ya off, ass-wipe. There, that's the fucking universal sign fer fuck off!]

Kana: ... Osakan-dialect?

Kate: Damn... even if I don't understand, I know swearing when I hear it.

Sanae: Hey, you three do realize everyone can hear you, right?

Motoko, Kana, Kate: Eeep!

*****

Where the fuck am I? Damn head's pounding... Akito thought to herself as soon as she was conscious. She was too dazed to make out the objects around her. She tried getting up, but found that she was too exhausted to do anything at all. She realized from the coldness against her skin that she was completely nude save for her bandages around her wrists and ankles. The bandages that binded her breasts were torn apart and laid in fragments on the ground.

There was laughing in the background...

What...

Where...

No.

Akito felt a strong hand grab her by the hair and forced her to her feet. Two more hands reached out and grabbed her by the ankles before forcing them apart. A fourth arm wrapped itself around Akito's waist and pressed her back against the furry chest of a one-eyed troll. All four hands belonged to a single troll whom stood around nine feet tall and possessed arms that could rip a normal human being like a rag-doll. Akito was about to be gang-raped by a pack of demonic trolls.

The raven-haired beauty's thoughts went to the fire techniques, but she knew they were useless while she was in her current condition. She tried calling for help, but she could only manage a weak groan. The closest people who could save her were probably already long dead.

Her breasts were roughly handed by the beasts. Since she had them bound for a long period of time, they were incredibly sensitive to even the slightest touch. The troll's handling of her breasts sent overwhelming jolts of pleasure into her brain. Even her mind was too tired to argue with what she was feeling and accepted it just like that. Then came the true horror...

She managed just enough strength to lift her head and look around her. The strongest of the troll pack was gathered for they had first dibs on the 'prize'. The fifteen feet trolls were standing there, amused with the entertainment presented before them. Every single troll had sheaths to hide and protect their cocks, but now they were proudly displayed for all to see. They were wielding an average of 10 inches of beastial meat.

Akito felt the troll behind her begin to enter her rear entrance and he wasn't going in gently. The pyro-user snapped at attention when she realized that she was getting sodomized for the first time by a demon. She could do nothing but experience a mixture of pain and pleasure as the gigantic rod pushed past her anus and into her anal cavity. A hurricane of emotions was swirling through her head and her mind decided to choose the least painful ones. Pleasure... lust... joy... those were the kinds of feelings her mind chose to prevent a complete and total breakdown.

Another cock entered her from the front. One of the stronger trolls who stood at twelve feet tall was to be the first of the pack to sample Akito's womanhood. In the back of Akito's mind, she was glad she already gave her virginity to someone else. In fact, through-out the entire ordeal she was only thinking of the person who took her virginity. Even as the strong smell of animalistic hormones filled the air and even as the trolls violated and debased her body, Akito's mind went to her one true love.

A nine inch cock was forced into the fifteen year old's mouth as another pair of trolls took their turn fucking both holes. The cock was was blue and there were orange veins bulging out. It smelled like it was dipped in dog poo and washed with cat pee. Dispite this, Akito did not gag when it was forced down her throat. More hands... these ones were playing around with her breasts again. It did not just stop there, however. Apparently, foot-fetish did not just exist among humans. Some of the trolls took a liking to Akito's toes and were sucking them into their mouths.

Even so... Akito's mind seeked escape...

Even if her love was not there to save her...

Akito was ready to go to her...

"Akira..." Akito managed to gasp out before she slowly lost consciousness again.

*****

Kate: Say... Motoko? Is Akira a boy or a girl?

Motoko: Of course Akira-Sempai is a boy!

Kate: Oh? Akira looks too pretty to be a boy.

Kana: Akira acts too much like a girl to be a boy. Then again, he or she acts too much like a boy to be a girl.

Kate: Akito acts too much like a boy, but she's a girl.

Akito: What did you say?

Kate: Eep!

Kana: Akito, are you a lesbian?

Kate: Lesbian?

Kana: Ow... why did you hit me, Akito? I only asked a question.

Akito: No, I'm not a lesbian. Where did you get that?

Motoko: What's a lesbian?

Motoko: Um... why are you all looking at me like that?

Kate: A lesbian is a girl who loves another girl. Sempai says it's a natural thing to happen and is as normal as if a girl loves a guy and if a guy loves a girl.

Motoko: Then... that means... it doesn't matter whether Akira-Sempai's a boy or a girl!

Kate: Wait... you like Akira? As in like her like her?

Akito: Her? I thought Akira was a guy.

Motoko: Um... Akira-Sempai only wears the dojo-uniform and takes baths by himself, so no one knows. Sensei felt it was rude to ask so not even he knows.

Akito: This is getting weird. I'm just going to find out myself.

Motoko: If you thought he was a guy a along and you're not a lesbian... then... NO! You can't have Akira-Sempai! He's mine!

Akito: Not interested either way.

Kate: Liar! You two spend way too much time together!

Kana: If Akira's a girl, that makes you a closet lesbian.

Motoko: If Akira-Sempai's really a girl... then... I'll become a lesbian, too!

Akito: You three are weird.

*****

"[Kate... Kana... please be alright...]" Motoko thought to herself as she continued to run through the woods. Her feet were getting sore, but she paid no heed to them. She just kept running along the ground, praying that her two friends were safe. "[Wait... what am I thinking? Bad Moto-chan! Bad! I hafta think bout Pete, Yo, Akito, and everyone else takin' this test as well! So... everyone... please be alright...]"

Her barefeet pounded away against the dirt floor as the trees went by her at a rapid pace. She met three trolls along the way, but they were easy to dodge and avoid. The injuries she sustained last week had healed to the point where she hardly noticed them anymore. Apparently, most of the damage was psychological for it became relatively easy to ignore the pain and think about her friends.

There were... human footprints. Two of them... belonging to a couple of teens her age. From the shape of the prints, one was male while the other was female. The female prints appeared fresher, so it was likely that the owner of those prints was following the prints belonging to the male. However, as soon as she reached a cliff, the trails ended.

"[Fuck!]" Motoko cursed when the trail ended. She looked around the cliff, then noticed a series of other footprints. That meant... there was a struggle of some sort. Something caused the owner of the female prints to run around and fight some invisible enemy. No... not invisible. There were marks along the ground indicating something vine-like slithering along the ground. There was a shinken on the ground, but no sane person would leave a weapon like that behind. All the footprints were also pointing to direction. Fingerprints also indicated that the female victim was dragged along the ground and towards... the TREE!

As soon as she figured it all out, a vine came down upon her head like an executioner's axe. She immediately dashed away from the vine and off to the side. She clenched her torch like a sword and cursed her lack of a real one. Her bow and arrows were on her back, but they couldn't really do anything to a tree demon, right? In fact, she wasn't sure how much damage she could do even if she had a real sword.

Her thoughts went to the shinken on the ground, but it was too close to the tree demon. If she went in too close, she could very well end up with the same fate as the owner of the female footprints. Instead, she backed off as much as she could while staying within the vicinity of the cliff. She continued moving backwards and dodging the vines until they could no longer reach her.

Adrenaline pumped through her veins as she sank deeper and deeper into the world called battle. Her breathes became faster and her heart pounded louder. Sweat poured down her face as they glistened in the sun. She was too distracted at the moment to even be disgusted by the smell of a thousand rotting corpses.

"[Looks like the vines can't reach me he- shit!]" Motoko immediately dashed backwards when she realized the vine's reach was longer than the tree had her believe. This time, she just continued dashing backwards until she was near the trees again. She could turn around and run, but that meant leaving behind two people who might possibly still be alive.

The tree demon was taunting her. The demon monkey taunted her. All the demons on the island were taunting her. They didn't think of the newly introduced humans as a threat. They didn't even think of them as food. Humans were entertainment in the eyes of the demons. Humans were only pathetically weak creatures who squirmed and screamed when the demons wanted them to.

"[Damn you all...]" Motoko growled as she wielded the bow she found. Her left hand clutched the middle of the bow as she planted the torch in her right hand into the ground. She took an arrow and nocked it into the string. She fired.

The arrow slithered through the air as it went straight past all the vines. The tree demon was not fast enough to catch the arrow and took it in the middle. Nothing... the tree demon did not appear phased by the arrow at all.

Motoko fired again, but she got the same result. Her eyes narrowed into frustrated slits of anger. They went towards the torch she planted on the ground. Her eyes suddenly widened with excitement.

The young sword-girl turned her attention back on the demon tree. She grabbed her tube top (or rather what was left of her gi) and ripped it off of her small and lithe body. Her small budding breasts were suddenly exposed to the air causing her nipples to harden and erect. She knelt down and proceeded to tie the fragments of clothing onto the tip of her remaining arrow. Once she was done, she lit the tip of the arrow with her torch and nocked it to her bowstring.

She aimed...

She fired...

She amazed herself...

It was like watching a dam burst. At first there was only the small ember from the arrow. Then the ember grew and spread along the tree trunk. Soon, the entire tree demon was engulfed by an even stronger demon named fire. The flames slowly, but surely claimed the tree's life. Now it looked like a Christmas tree. A Christmas tree from hell...

Motoko snapped out of her trance and ran forth towards the shinken on the ground. She snatched the blade and sheath up and sheathed the shinken at once. With her left hand clutching the sheath and her right hand on the hilt, she ran towards the flaming demon tree.

A flash of lightning could kill a tree...

Motoko's battou-jutsu wasn't that far off.

*****

"Strange..." Kana stopped walking and simply stood there in the middle of the woods. She wasn't sure why she stopped until she noticed something on the ground. Then she noticed something else that was out of place. "Strange... I'm crying and I don't know why... strange..."

*****

Kate: Circle, circle, dot, dot. Now everything will be alright.

Motoko: Why are you giving me a cootie shot? I'm not a boy.

Kate: Boys have cooties too, you know. Now that you have a shot, you don't have to worry about catching anything from Akira.

Motoko: Akira doesn't have cooties!

Kana: There are no such things as cooties.

Motoko: There are no such things as cooties!

Kate: Whatever... you'll thank me later.

*****

"[Kate... please... don't die...]"

The smell of a thousand rotting corpses was gone. All that was left was a pile of dusty old bones, a burnt down tree on a cliff, and two girls.

"[Kate...] please don't die..." Motoko sobbed as she held Kate in her arms. Both of them looked like what they should look like after going through a war. They were bruised, battered, and exhausted.

"Pete... is that you... why did... you wake me..." Kate gasped as she looked towards Motoko.

"Kate, it's me, Moto-" Motoko began to gain hope, but she was cut off.

"Circle... circle... dot... dot..." Kate managed to say. Her finger wobbled as she lifted it to Motoko's foreheard and drew the invisible circles and dots. Once she was done, she dropped her finger and smiled. "Now... every... thing... will be... alright. Please... ju... kiss... please..."

"Kate, it's me! Motoko! I... you... please don't die," Motoko begged as she held Kate against her body. She wasn't sure what to do... except... "I... can't do... anything... for you. Can't... anything... except for this."

She kissed her.

Then there were more sobs.

*****

"Sanae-Sempai, why are you crying?" Jin questioned his sempai as soon as he noticed that tears were staining the dojo's floor.

"Just... got some sand... in my eyes..." Sanae turned away from her kohai and left the dojo.

*****

Hours passed...

Motoko wanted to stay with Kate a while longer...

She could not and she knew it...

*****

Kate: Did you hear? Did you hear? Akira and Akito just confessed their love for each other.

Motoko: It won't last.

Kate: Aw... feeling jealous?

Motoko: Leave me alone!

Kate: It's strange... we're only obligated to see each other bi-annually. Yet... we always seem to hang out every weekend.

Motoko: Is that so strange? Our dojos are only a subway trip away from each other. Wait... what does that have to do with anything?

Kate: Nothing... nothing at all. Just that... isn't Akito's dojo far away? I guess we should've seen it coming. She's been hanging out with us every weekend even though she has to take a longer trip.

Motoko: So what? I bet she just doesn't have any friends where she lives.

*****

Akito remembered what her life was like before she came to the island. She was an outcast among her peers ever since the start of elementary school. It was because she disagreed with what everyone else thought almost every time a hot topic was introduced. Her parents were killed in a car crash when she was five years old. She lived with her grandparents ever since. When she was seven, her grandmother taught her how to use a sword and her grandfather taught her how to use her fists.

It was because she had no parents that the other kids initially picked on her. It was after she nearly beat a classmate to death that things got worse for her. The other children simply avoided her and treated her like some sort of monster. Akito blamed this entirely on her grandparents for the next few years. She then blamed herself for her grandfather's death, which occured when she was thirteen. She was certain that her grandmother also blamed her.

Nobody except Akira... but Akira was dead.

Even if she were to die here, Akito was certain that nobody would miss her. Nobody would care...

It was getting cold...

"Akito... Akito..."

Akito looked up and at first she thought she was looking at Akira. She corrected herself. It was not Akira... but why...

"No... not again... not you too..."

Why... why was she...

Why is she crying for me, Akito thought to herself as she looked up at Motoko's face. Streams of tears were rolling down the fourteen year old's reddened face. The skin under her eyes were puffed up and sore from all the crying.

I'm glad...

Circle, circle, dot, dot... now everything will be alright.

Everything will be alright...

All around the two girls were the unmoving figures of the one-eyed trolls. They were all dead... yes, even the fifteen feet tall giants. They were all slaughtered by a single girl wielding a shinken.

*****

There was an old woman who lived in Okinawa. She lived in a cottage near the beach. She was a widow and her only child was dead. Her only child... and now she was worried about her only grandchild.

"Akito... please come back..." The old woman whispered.

*****

Three months passed like the wind against the sand.

It was time to see if all was in vain.

"Where is the ultimate weapon?" Motoko's sensei asked.

"It's..." Motoko lowered her eyes at the question. She had grown in the past three months. Her hair was much longer and reached all the way to the small of her back. She looked less fragile and her skin was slightly tanner. She stood as tall as Sanae and her breasts had also developed as well. Simply put, she was hot after one month of hell. She was smoking hot once the demons learned to fear her.

"Well?" The sensei was waited patiently with his arms crossed.

"It's right here," Motoko replied. She jerked a thumb towards her forehead and repeated, "The ultimate weapon is right here."

"Congratulations, Motoko. You passed."