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== Hitomi ==
Hitomi carefully pulled her panties the rest of the way off, folded them, and set her on a rock beside her. It wouldn't do to put them back on until she dried. Which left her with a few minutes with nothing to do. So she stared into the little pool.
And was mildly surprised to see that it wasn't empty. There was a... Hitomi's first instinct was 'fish', but fish had fins and tails, not weird tentacle things. She studied it a little more. Possibly, she decided, it was something like an octopus. The 'body' shape was entirely wrong, and the number of tentacles, and she'd never imagined an octopus that was almost-neon blue, but then Hitomi had only ever seen octopuses in videos, and those from earth at that. Obviously things would be different on another world.
The octopus-thing was moving across the bottom of the pool, towards her. Finally it stopped, right between her legs. She raised a hand to swat at it... but it was still in the water, not really bothering her, and she didn't want to make unnecessary noise. Plus it was only about the size of her fist, and she'd been repeatedly assured that there was nothing poisonous or dangerous on the entire planet.
It started moving uncertainly, spiraling out from where it had stopped. One of its tentacles eventually left the water, touching Hitomi's thigh. She gasped, but by now she was curious, not quite ready to pull away. It pulled itself out of the water onto her leg. It was wet but... she had somehow expected slimy, and it wasn't. She poked it with a finger, while pulling her skirt further up with her other hand, so it wouldn't get it wet if it moved. The thing was rubbery, with oddly pebbled skin.
It started moving suddenly, up her leg. One tentacle raised, and she saw the little round things lining the bottom of it for a second before it slapped across her pussy. She let out a muffled yelp, grabbed the thing with one hand, and with one motion pulled it off and threw it back into the pool.
It was more difficult to pull off than she had anticipated, the tentacles sticking to her skin before giving way with a series of little 'pop's, and she ended up just barely pushing the thing back into the water. It immediately started back up towards her. Not towards her leg this time, but directly towards her pussy.
Hitomi got to her feet, and decided that she'd waited long enough. She grabbed her panties... and discovered that they were gone. She looked about quickly, and spotted them under the water of another small pool. Being held by another little octopus-creature. Warily, she grabbed at them. Pulling her panties and the thing apart was difficult, and when she finally succeeded she realized that she'd left them with a bunch of small tears. They were also, obviously, completely soaked. And... there was something gel-like stuck to them where the octopus had been grappling. Odd.
That was a mystery for someone else, though. The point was that she wouldn't be wearing the panties again. She flung them out into the ocean, and started heading back towards the site of her party, rehearsing how she was going to get back to her room with as few people as possible seeing her. Technically going commando in the school uniform wasn't automatically obscene, but bending over, a stiff breeze, someone ascending a staircase behind her... it was a problem. And not one made better by being slightly and inexplicably aroused.
== Hitomi ==
Hitomi carefully pulled her panties the rest of the way off, folded them, and set her on a rock beside her. It wouldn't do to put them back on until she dried. Which left her with a few minutes with nothing to do. So she stared into the little pool.
And was mildly surprised to see that it wasn't empty. There was a... Hitomi's first instinct was 'fish', but fish had fins and tails, not weird tentacle things. She studied it a little more. Possibly, she decided, it was something like an octopus. The 'body' shape was entirely wrong, and the number of tentacles, and she'd never imagined an octopus that was almost-neon blue, but then Hitomi had only ever seen octopuses in videos, and those from earth at that. Obviously things would be different on another world.
The octopus-thing was moving across the bottom of the pool, towards her. Finally it stopped, right between her legs. She raised a hand to swat at it... but it was still in the water, not really bothering her, and she didn't want to make unnecessary noise. Plus it was only about the size of her fist, and she'd been repeatedly assured that there was nothing poisonous or dangerous on the entire planet.
It started moving uncertainly, spiraling out from where it had stopped. One of its tentacles eventually left the water, touching Hitomi's thigh. She gasped, but by now she was curious, not quite ready to pull away. It pulled itself out of the water onto her leg. It was wet but... she had somehow expected slimy, and it wasn't. She poked it with a finger, while pulling her skirt further up with her other hand, so it wouldn't get it wet if it moved. The thing was rubbery, with oddly pebbled skin.
It started moving suddenly, up her leg. One tentacle raised, and she saw the little round things lining the bottom of it for a second before it slapped across her pussy. She let out a muffled yelp, grabbed the thing with one hand, and with one motion pulled it off and threw it back into the pool.
It was more difficult to pull off than she had anticipated, the tentacles sticking to her skin before giving way with a series of little 'pop's, and she ended up just barely pushing the thing back into the water. It immediately started back up towards her. Not towards her leg this time, but directly towards her pussy.
Hitomi got to her feet, and decided that she'd waited long enough. She grabbed her panties... and discovered that they were gone. She looked about quickly, and spotted them under the water of another small pool. Being held by another little octopus-creature. Warily, she grabbed at them. Pulling her panties and the thing apart was difficult, and when she finally succeeded she realized that she'd left them with a bunch of small tears. They were also, obviously, completely soaked. And... there was something gel-like stuck to them where the octopus had been grappling. Odd.
That was a mystery for someone else, though. The point was that she wouldn't be wearing the panties again. She flung them out into the ocean, and started heading back towards the site of her party, rehearsing how she was going to get back to her room with as few people as possible seeing her. Technically going commando in the school uniform wasn't automatically obscene, but bending over, a stiff breeze, someone ascending a staircase behind her... it was a problem. And not one made better by being slightly and inexplicably aroused.
Okay, so... obviously this isn't the end of Hitomi's aquatic adventures. When does she find a... more mature example?
1.) Swimming.
2.) Snorkling.
3.) Scuba-diving.
1.) Swimming.
2.) Snorkling.
3.) Scuba-diving.
The sexually-themed creatures the various subjects encounter do exist when they aren't around the subjects, but they are carefully kept away from the general population. In the rare event of an unplanned encounter... well, there's room built into the plans of the people running Artemis's "real" business for a few 'bonus' subjects.
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== Hitomi ==
Hitomi smiled inwardly, floating in the warm water off the coast of the Academy, wearing a skin-tight wetsuit and a clear mask. There was no tank on her back, or stream of bubbles coming up from her, technology had long since ended those problems, among others.
The fish had been disappointing. Hardly original at all. Insofar as they were different than fish on Earth, they seemed to be more boring. The original stock must have already been the brightly colored fish that one would expect to find on a coral reef, but for reasons she couldn't quite fathom it seemed like half of these were just a dull grey or brown.
The coral, though, that was worth the trip, worth learning how to use the SCUBA equipment well enough to be trusted unsupervised. The one she was looking at now was a vivid green, dozens of wrist-thick branches ending in blunt tips after a series of curves that seemed to give an impression of strength, though they swayed in the currents more than many of the other types.
Her friends had continued on down the reef, but Hitomi wasn't here just to see the sights. She was already considering her next project, looking for inspiration that could never be found on Earth, or any other planet that had been inhabited too heavily. Perhaps this piece of coral wasn't the right one, but she felt like she'd found what she was looking for, at least in general.
A rare feeling of peace washed over her. The warmth of the ocean, the gentle pressure of the water, the peace of isolation, and the beauty of nature. She closed her eyes.
And snapped them open again, looking around wildly, her hand flying away from her crotch. Nobody had seen her. Still, she did not intend to masturbate in her wet suit. For starters, she wouldn't be able to hear someone coming! But something had already stirred inside her. Maybe it had been seeing her friends in the skin-tight suits, knowing they were naked underneath. Or maybe knowing they had seen her in the same. She'd have to find some alone time when she got back on shore. Or maybe even find an excuse to eat dinner with Jane...
Hitomi blushed. She was just making things worse. If she'd been dry she might have worried about someone seeing the spot forming on her wetsuit, but that at least she would be spared. Her erect nipples, however... she cleared her thoughts, turning them back to the coral. She swam a little closer, taking a closer look at an oddly-misshapen red one -
And felt something wrap around her thigh. She instinctively tried to kick away, but in the water this didn't seem to do much more than spin her around. She felt something wrap around her other leg, and both squeezed.
She looked down. It was one of the octopus-things she'd seen the previous weekend. Only... bigger. Hitomi grabbed at the limb wrapped around her right leg, and tried to pull it off. She felt the increased pressure on her skin through the wetsuit at each of the suckers, but it clearly wasn't coming off. Next, she kicked her feet, trying to head for the surface. But the thing had another pair of limbs wrapped around an outcropping of rock, and it seemed to be stronger than her. Another pair of limbs reached around her waist, and she let out a shocked gasp as the main body of the thing pressed against her crotch. And started... wriggling.
The sculptor let out a helpless moan, and tried to beat on the thing with a fist, but in the water her motions were dampened, and all she seemed able to do was make it squeeze harder. The wriggling mass against her pussy, only the thin layer of the wetsuit between the... thing... and her naked flesh. It was too much. Another moan, with a rising tone of panic.
Hitomi felt as much as heard the fabric tear, and her attempts to escape turned desperate, all her limbs thrashing at once. Which didn't stop the wriggling sensation pressing directly against her intimate parts. There seemed to be... a multitude of tiny tentacles. One wrapped around her clit, then another, the two conspiring to pull it this way and that, squeezing and massaging. Others tickled the rest of her most sensitive skin, some even pushing slightly between her lower lips. She wanted to scream, but seemed to be having trouble controlling her voice. It came out as a moan instead.
The tentacles seemed suddenly to gain renewed purpose, and she felt her lower lips pulled apart, just before something much larger made itself known. She could only stare at the octopus-thing in horror as she felt it push its way inside, deeper, deeper than she'd ever been penetrated before. There was a fleeting sense of relief that at least she'd lost her virginity before this, then a spike of pain as the intruder hit bottom.
Hitomi panted, torn between arousal and terror. Then the thing inside her started moving. Not thrusting in and out, but pulsing, expanding and contracting in bands that moved down its length. The freshman's back arched against her will as she was brought to orgasm by the movement. A few moments of bliss, then a return to reality. Where she was being raped by an octopus-thing. She let out another futile scream, but the little tentacles had never let up, and the big one was still picking up speed, and soon enough it was all she could do to moan.
Time passed. She wasn't sure how much. She'd announced her intention to go off alone if something caught her fancy. How long would it be before she was missing? Lunch? Sundown? Not until after the weekend? Surely nobody would believe that she'd spend two full days in the water with nothing to eat... arousal washed away her thoughts again. It built more and more, until another earth-shattering orgasm, her strongest yet.
And then she was left panting, waiting for the next one to start building and... she realized that the intrusion was gone. The little tentacles teasing at her pussy were gone. The ones wrapped around her clit were gone. The ones wrapped around her waist and legs... were gone. The octopus itself was gone, leaving just soreness in its place.
And an oddly full sensation. Hitomi contorted herself in the water, trying to get a look. There was a precise slit over her pussy, leaving a little strip of pink flesh exposed. She grabbed at it numbly, and pulled one edge over the other. The fabric would mend itself in minutes.
Half an hour later she pulled herself onto the boat, where her friends were all already back in their bikinis, finished with lunch. Jane was the first to speak. "Hitomi? Is everything alright? You were down there for a long time..." The woman's eyes wandered down to Hitomi's breasts, tight against the fabric of the wetsuit.
And Hitomi realized that she was still aroused. "I..."
She swallowed, and tried to push away the oddly lingering arousal. How do I say it? 'I was raped by an octopus'? she tried to work through the conversation. 'And I'm still aroused because of how much I liked it'? No. It wouldn't do. She'd have to... think about it. There was no question that she had to tell someone, but not until she worked out the right way to frame it.
She groaned, and pressed a hand against her belly. Something felt... tight. And yet she could hear her stomach rumbling as she looked at the sandwiches laid out on the deck. "I'm starving."
Flipped a coin to break the tie. Scuba wins.
== Hitomi ==
Hitomi smiled inwardly, floating in the warm water off the coast of the Academy, wearing a skin-tight wetsuit and a clear mask. There was no tank on her back, or stream of bubbles coming up from her, technology had long since ended those problems, among others.
The fish had been disappointing. Hardly original at all. Insofar as they were different than fish on Earth, they seemed to be more boring. The original stock must have already been the brightly colored fish that one would expect to find on a coral reef, but for reasons she couldn't quite fathom it seemed like half of these were just a dull grey or brown.
The coral, though, that was worth the trip, worth learning how to use the SCUBA equipment well enough to be trusted unsupervised. The one she was looking at now was a vivid green, dozens of wrist-thick branches ending in blunt tips after a series of curves that seemed to give an impression of strength, though they swayed in the currents more than many of the other types.
Her friends had continued on down the reef, but Hitomi wasn't here just to see the sights. She was already considering her next project, looking for inspiration that could never be found on Earth, or any other planet that had been inhabited too heavily. Perhaps this piece of coral wasn't the right one, but she felt like she'd found what she was looking for, at least in general.
A rare feeling of peace washed over her. The warmth of the ocean, the gentle pressure of the water, the peace of isolation, and the beauty of nature. She closed her eyes.
And snapped them open again, looking around wildly, her hand flying away from her crotch. Nobody had seen her. Still, she did not intend to masturbate in her wet suit. For starters, she wouldn't be able to hear someone coming! But something had already stirred inside her. Maybe it had been seeing her friends in the skin-tight suits, knowing they were naked underneath. Or maybe knowing they had seen her in the same. She'd have to find some alone time when she got back on shore. Or maybe even find an excuse to eat dinner with Jane...
Hitomi blushed. She was just making things worse. If she'd been dry she might have worried about someone seeing the spot forming on her wetsuit, but that at least she would be spared. Her erect nipples, however... she cleared her thoughts, turning them back to the coral. She swam a little closer, taking a closer look at an oddly-misshapen red one -
And felt something wrap around her thigh. She instinctively tried to kick away, but in the water this didn't seem to do much more than spin her around. She felt something wrap around her other leg, and both squeezed.
She looked down. It was one of the octopus-things she'd seen the previous weekend. Only... bigger. Hitomi grabbed at the limb wrapped around her right leg, and tried to pull it off. She felt the increased pressure on her skin through the wetsuit at each of the suckers, but it clearly wasn't coming off. Next, she kicked her feet, trying to head for the surface. But the thing had another pair of limbs wrapped around an outcropping of rock, and it seemed to be stronger than her. Another pair of limbs reached around her waist, and she let out a shocked gasp as the main body of the thing pressed against her crotch. And started... wriggling.
The sculptor let out a helpless moan, and tried to beat on the thing with a fist, but in the water her motions were dampened, and all she seemed able to do was make it squeeze harder. The wriggling mass against her pussy, only the thin layer of the wetsuit between the... thing... and her naked flesh. It was too much. Another moan, with a rising tone of panic.
Hitomi felt as much as heard the fabric tear, and her attempts to escape turned desperate, all her limbs thrashing at once. Which didn't stop the wriggling sensation pressing directly against her intimate parts. There seemed to be... a multitude of tiny tentacles. One wrapped around her clit, then another, the two conspiring to pull it this way and that, squeezing and massaging. Others tickled the rest of her most sensitive skin, some even pushing slightly between her lower lips. She wanted to scream, but seemed to be having trouble controlling her voice. It came out as a moan instead.
The tentacles seemed suddenly to gain renewed purpose, and she felt her lower lips pulled apart, just before something much larger made itself known. She could only stare at the octopus-thing in horror as she felt it push its way inside, deeper, deeper than she'd ever been penetrated before. There was a fleeting sense of relief that at least she'd lost her virginity before this, then a spike of pain as the intruder hit bottom.
Hitomi panted, torn between arousal and terror. Then the thing inside her started moving. Not thrusting in and out, but pulsing, expanding and contracting in bands that moved down its length. The freshman's back arched against her will as she was brought to orgasm by the movement. A few moments of bliss, then a return to reality. Where she was being raped by an octopus-thing. She let out another futile scream, but the little tentacles had never let up, and the big one was still picking up speed, and soon enough it was all she could do to moan.
Time passed. She wasn't sure how much. She'd announced her intention to go off alone if something caught her fancy. How long would it be before she was missing? Lunch? Sundown? Not until after the weekend? Surely nobody would believe that she'd spend two full days in the water with nothing to eat... arousal washed away her thoughts again. It built more and more, until another earth-shattering orgasm, her strongest yet.
And then she was left panting, waiting for the next one to start building and... she realized that the intrusion was gone. The little tentacles teasing at her pussy were gone. The ones wrapped around her clit were gone. The ones wrapped around her waist and legs... were gone. The octopus itself was gone, leaving just soreness in its place.
And an oddly full sensation. Hitomi contorted herself in the water, trying to get a look. There was a precise slit over her pussy, leaving a little strip of pink flesh exposed. She grabbed at it numbly, and pulled one edge over the other. The fabric would mend itself in minutes.
Half an hour later she pulled herself onto the boat, where her friends were all already back in their bikinis, finished with lunch. Jane was the first to speak. "Hitomi? Is everything alright? You were down there for a long time..." The woman's eyes wandered down to Hitomi's breasts, tight against the fabric of the wetsuit.
And Hitomi realized that she was still aroused. "I..."
She swallowed, and tried to push away the oddly lingering arousal. How do I say it? 'I was raped by an octopus'? she tried to work through the conversation. 'And I'm still aroused because of how much I liked it'? No. It wouldn't do. She'd have to... think about it. There was no question that she had to tell someone, but not until she worked out the right way to frame it.
She groaned, and pressed a hand against her belly. Something felt... tight. And yet she could hear her stomach rumbling as she looked at the sandwiches laid out on the deck. "I'm starving."
And that's the end of an episode. Time to pick a character for the next episode:
1. Aurora Norte. A redheaded math major, with a-cup breasts and an intact virginity. (0/10 exposure)
2. Sarah Summer. Blonde, Blue-eyed civil engineer, with c-cup breasts. In her first same-sex relationship, with her roommate April. (1/10 exposure)
3. Alesha Willow. Black haired, blue-eyed biology major, with b-cup breasts. Lesbian with only solo experience. Some of that 'solo' was with a plant. (3/10 exposure)
4. Cassandra Alistair. Brown haired, brown-eyed Theater major, with d-cup breasts. Experienced bisexual. Experienced tentacle breeder. (7/10 exposure)
5. Hitomi Fujimoto. Black haired, blue-eyed Sculpture major, with c-cup breasts. Very inexperienced bisexual. Lived the dream of the fisherman's wife. (10*/10 exposure)
6. Jessica Blake. ??? (0/10 exposure)
7. ???. ??? (0/10 exposure)
8. ???. ??? (0/10 exposure)
9. ???. ??? (0/10 exposure)
10. ???. ??? (0/10 exposure)
* Hitomi has been rather thoroughly impregnated. Hiding it will be impossible. She will be retired at the end of the next episode.
A.) Hitomi Fujimoto (Continue current character)
B.) Aurora Norte.
C.) Sarah Summer.
D.) Alesha Willow.
E.) Cassandra Alistair.
(Propose-a-character option will return after at least one character has been 'retired'. In this case, that means after the next episode.)
1. Aurora Norte. A redheaded math major, with a-cup breasts and an intact virginity. (0/10 exposure)
2. Sarah Summer. Blonde, Blue-eyed civil engineer, with c-cup breasts. In her first same-sex relationship, with her roommate April. (1/10 exposure)
3. Alesha Willow. Black haired, blue-eyed biology major, with b-cup breasts. Lesbian with only solo experience. Some of that 'solo' was with a plant. (3/10 exposure)
4. Cassandra Alistair. Brown haired, brown-eyed Theater major, with d-cup breasts. Experienced bisexual. Experienced tentacle breeder. (7/10 exposure)
5. Hitomi Fujimoto. Black haired, blue-eyed Sculpture major, with c-cup breasts. Very inexperienced bisexual. Lived the dream of the fisherman's wife. (10*/10 exposure)
6. Jessica Blake. ??? (0/10 exposure)
7. ???. ??? (0/10 exposure)
8. ???. ??? (0/10 exposure)
9. ???. ??? (0/10 exposure)
10. ???. ??? (0/10 exposure)
* Hitomi has been rather thoroughly impregnated. Hiding it will be impossible. She will be retired at the end of the next episode.
A.) Hitomi Fujimoto (Continue current character)
B.) Aurora Norte.
C.) Sarah Summer.
D.) Alesha Willow.
E.) Cassandra Alistair.
(Propose-a-character option will return after at least one character has been 'retired'. In this case, that means after the next episode.)
Hitomi doesn't know enough about physics or the history of scuba to know it, but her wetsuit is pretty tight. And not just in the literal "you can hardly tell she isn't naked" sense. A mechanism pulls the appropriate chemicals from the water to let her breathe, and dissolves the waste gasses before expelling them. And she can't get the bends.
She's pretty lucky. Other than the whole "knocked up by a rape-octopussy and sold into slavery" thing.
She's pretty lucky. Other than the whole "knocked up by a rape-octopussy and sold into slavery" thing.
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== Hitomi ==
Hitomi groaned, lying on her bed. She felt warm, almost hot. And not just between her legs, where the need hadn't really completely gone away since she had gone SCUBA diving. All over, like the room's life support wasn't working. Even on top of her sheets, in just her bra and panties, after an hour of lying down, with the temperature turned down a little. And her stomach felt twisted. Bloated and empty at the same time. It inevitably made her think of her... encounter.
She would have gone to the nurse as soon as she woke up if it weren't for that. *Something* was wrong with her, but if she could just think of a way to say what might have caused it without implying that she'd had sex with an octopus... it was impossible. She rolled over, and gasped as there was briefly more pressure than usual on her lower lips. Hitomi bit her lip, fighting back a moan.
Maybe that was the problem. Or if not... she felt like it would help, somehow. But she didn't feel up to walking an hour out of the Academy to do it. Her fingers went to work almost without her permission, rubbing at the soft fabric of her panties while she stared at the door.
The response was immediate. Hitomi practically choked holding back the moan, and in seconds she was peeling soaking wet panties away, tossing them carelessly on the floor, and then wiping her fingers clean on her belly. That done, one hand pulled a breast free, cupping it, teasing at her nipple.
It felt amazing. She hadn't realized her breasts were so tender, almost sore. She bent, bringing her nipple up to her mouth while her hand pulled free the other breast and started working on it.
Then, finally, she started running her middle finger up and down her slit. It made a wet sound, producing an amount of lubricant that was nearly alarming. The finger slipped, and went inside. This time Hitomi couldn't stop the moan. It was... masturbating had never felt so good. She started pushing the finger in and out, teasing her clit with her thumb, struggling to find the most sensitive parts she could reach with her longest finger.
The climax was coming, it seemed just strokes away. She added a second finger, and felt it inch closer. A third, almost blushing at the thought. And then she heard the door open. She let out a strangled gasp, her eyes bulging, arching her back... but no, her orgasm still eluded her. She'd be able to respond properly once... the door closed. And she still hadn't finished.
That settled her internal debate, and she applied herself with renewed vigor. Still she felt just barely shy of climax. Hitomi closed her eyes, and imagined Jane as the one who had just opened the door. But instead of leaving, she'd come in, undressed, and joined her, using her tongue to do what seemed to be too hard just now for Hitomi's fingers. Nothing. In her mind, Mary joined in. The forbidden roommate. Nothing. Her first boyfriend, the one she'd lost her virginity to. Nothing.
She tried to remember the last time she'd successfully masturbated. It had been after the beach party. Nothing. When she'd seen the little octopus, freaked out when it had tried to crawl across her pussy. Hitomi let out a gasp, arching her back, feeling the start of... and it was gone.
Reluctantly, she remembered her SCUBA trip. In the warm water. The tentacles wrapping around her, the tearing of her wetsuit, the violation... and finally the orgasm came.
It was more than a minute later, panting on the bed, when Hitomi realized that she'd screamed. Out loud. Not quietly. Not muffled. People would have heard. She pulled her hand away from her mouth and wiped the saliva off on her bed, not caring about the mess for the moment. Wait, saliva? Did I really... She realized that she had. And why couldn't I cum until I thought about... that?
Hitomi sat up, and started pulling on her clothes, starting with fresh panties. Her stomach seized up, unfamiliar pain shooting through her. And with it, a wave of intense arousal.
That was it, this was just too weird. She'd go to the nurse, and just not tell her anything except what hurt. Hitomi wasn't sure if people were really staring at her as she practically ran down the hall, out of her dorm, and towards the small medical building.
She never arrived.
== Hitomi ==
Hitomi groaned, lying on her bed. She felt warm, almost hot. And not just between her legs, where the need hadn't really completely gone away since she had gone SCUBA diving. All over, like the room's life support wasn't working. Even on top of her sheets, in just her bra and panties, after an hour of lying down, with the temperature turned down a little. And her stomach felt twisted. Bloated and empty at the same time. It inevitably made her think of her... encounter.
She would have gone to the nurse as soon as she woke up if it weren't for that. *Something* was wrong with her, but if she could just think of a way to say what might have caused it without implying that she'd had sex with an octopus... it was impossible. She rolled over, and gasped as there was briefly more pressure than usual on her lower lips. Hitomi bit her lip, fighting back a moan.
Maybe that was the problem. Or if not... she felt like it would help, somehow. But she didn't feel up to walking an hour out of the Academy to do it. Her fingers went to work almost without her permission, rubbing at the soft fabric of her panties while she stared at the door.
The response was immediate. Hitomi practically choked holding back the moan, and in seconds she was peeling soaking wet panties away, tossing them carelessly on the floor, and then wiping her fingers clean on her belly. That done, one hand pulled a breast free, cupping it, teasing at her nipple.
It felt amazing. She hadn't realized her breasts were so tender, almost sore. She bent, bringing her nipple up to her mouth while her hand pulled free the other breast and started working on it.
Then, finally, she started running her middle finger up and down her slit. It made a wet sound, producing an amount of lubricant that was nearly alarming. The finger slipped, and went inside. This time Hitomi couldn't stop the moan. It was... masturbating had never felt so good. She started pushing the finger in and out, teasing her clit with her thumb, struggling to find the most sensitive parts she could reach with her longest finger.
The climax was coming, it seemed just strokes away. She added a second finger, and felt it inch closer. A third, almost blushing at the thought. And then she heard the door open. She let out a strangled gasp, her eyes bulging, arching her back... but no, her orgasm still eluded her. She'd be able to respond properly once... the door closed. And she still hadn't finished.
That settled her internal debate, and she applied herself with renewed vigor. Still she felt just barely shy of climax. Hitomi closed her eyes, and imagined Jane as the one who had just opened the door. But instead of leaving, she'd come in, undressed, and joined her, using her tongue to do what seemed to be too hard just now for Hitomi's fingers. Nothing. In her mind, Mary joined in. The forbidden roommate. Nothing. Her first boyfriend, the one she'd lost her virginity to. Nothing.
She tried to remember the last time she'd successfully masturbated. It had been after the beach party. Nothing. When she'd seen the little octopus, freaked out when it had tried to crawl across her pussy. Hitomi let out a gasp, arching her back, feeling the start of... and it was gone.
Reluctantly, she remembered her SCUBA trip. In the warm water. The tentacles wrapping around her, the tearing of her wetsuit, the violation... and finally the orgasm came.
It was more than a minute later, panting on the bed, when Hitomi realized that she'd screamed. Out loud. Not quietly. Not muffled. People would have heard. She pulled her hand away from her mouth and wiped the saliva off on her bed, not caring about the mess for the moment. Wait, saliva? Did I really... She realized that she had. And why couldn't I cum until I thought about... that?
Hitomi sat up, and started pulling on her clothes, starting with fresh panties. Her stomach seized up, unfamiliar pain shooting through her. And with it, a wave of intense arousal.
That was it, this was just too weird. She'd go to the nurse, and just not tell her anything except what hurt. Hitomi wasn't sure if people were really staring at her as she practically ran down the hall, out of her dorm, and towards the small medical building.
She never arrived.
Okay... Hitomi has been pulled from the Academy. Which isn't to say we've seen the last of her. But when we see her again, her state will be entirely determined by her new owner.
1. Aurora Norte. A redheaded math major, with a-cup breasts and an intact virginity. (0/10 exposure)
2. Sarah Summer. Blonde, Blue-eyed civil engineer, with c-cup breasts. In her first same-sex relationship, with her roommate April. (1/10 exposure)
3. Alesha Willow. Black haired, blue-eyed biology major, with b-cup breasts. Lesbian with only solo experience. Some of that 'solo' was with a plant. (3/10 exposure)
4. Cassandra Alistair. Brown haired, brown-eyed Theater major, with d-cup breasts. Experienced bisexual. Experienced tentacle breeder. (7/10 Exposure)
5. Hitomi Fujimoto.Black haired, blue-eyed Sculpture major, with c-cup breasts. Very inexperienced bisexual. Lived the dream of the fisherman's wife. (RETIRED)
6. Jessica Blake. ??? (0/10 exposure)
7. ???. ??? (0/10 exposure)
8. ???. ??? (0/10 exposure)
9. ???. ??? (0/10 exposure)
10. ???. ??? (0/10 exposure)
A.) Aurora Norte.
B.) Sarah Summer.
C.) Alesha Willow.
D.) Cassandra Alistair. (Continue current character)
E.) Jessica Blake.
F.) Suggest a name.
For E/F ONLY: Design a character.
1.) (optional) Hair color.
2.) (optional) Eye color.
3.) (optional) Breast size.
4.) (optional) Major.
5.) (optional) Sexual orientation.
6.) (optional) Previous sexual experience.
7.) (optional) Other physical information, or factual past.
Note: I reserve the right to veto characters that I don't think fit. (Athletic, reasonably intelligent, not complete sluts) "Modifications" may happen later, but they will all at least start out within the normal human variances.
1. Aurora Norte. A redheaded math major, with a-cup breasts and an intact virginity. (0/10 exposure)
2. Sarah Summer. Blonde, Blue-eyed civil engineer, with c-cup breasts. In her first same-sex relationship, with her roommate April. (1/10 exposure)
3. Alesha Willow. Black haired, blue-eyed biology major, with b-cup breasts. Lesbian with only solo experience. Some of that 'solo' was with a plant. (3/10 exposure)
4. Cassandra Alistair. Brown haired, brown-eyed Theater major, with d-cup breasts. Experienced bisexual. Experienced tentacle breeder. (7/10 Exposure)
5. Hitomi Fujimoto.Black haired, blue-eyed Sculpture major, with c-cup breasts. Very inexperienced bisexual. Lived the dream of the fisherman's wife. (RETIRED)
6. Jessica Blake. ??? (0/10 exposure)
7. ???. ??? (0/10 exposure)
8. ???. ??? (0/10 exposure)
9. ???. ??? (0/10 exposure)
10. ???. ??? (0/10 exposure)
A.) Aurora Norte.
B.) Sarah Summer.
C.) Alesha Willow.
D.) Cassandra Alistair. (Continue current character)
E.) Jessica Blake.
F.) Suggest a name.
For E/F ONLY: Design a character.
1.) (optional) Hair color.
2.) (optional) Eye color.
3.) (optional) Breast size.
4.) (optional) Major.
5.) (optional) Sexual orientation.
6.) (optional) Previous sexual experience.
7.) (optional) Other physical information, or factual past.
Note: I reserve the right to veto characters that I don't think fit. (Athletic, reasonably intelligent, not complete sluts) "Modifications" may happen later, but they will all at least start out within the normal human variances.
And a second sort of vote. Our first Auction! Here's how this works:
Everyone has been assigned points for voting. Bonus points are awarded for proposing unique "fill in the blank" responses, and for things I particularly liked.
You may start by indicating your interest in your vote here. When I write up the next post, I'll contact interested parties with their funds, and include the starting bid in the post.
This will be ebay-style bidding, where you declare a maximum bid, and automatically outbid anyone who bids less than that by the smallest possible increment.
Additionally, Maxentius-Septimus, as the person who proposed the character (and given that he does have enough points to win including a one-time 1.5x bonus for proposing the character) may choose to exercise a buy-out option, in which case... well, we'll have a proper auction later on.
Oh, and what the winner gets: to dictate, in as little or much detail as they'd like, the ultimate fate of the character, plus at least one post-'retirement' scene.
Everyone has been assigned points for voting. Bonus points are awarded for proposing unique "fill in the blank" responses, and for things I particularly liked.
You may start by indicating your interest in your vote here. When I write up the next post, I'll contact interested parties with their funds, and include the starting bid in the post.
This will be ebay-style bidding, where you declare a maximum bid, and automatically outbid anyone who bids less than that by the smallest possible increment.
Additionally, Maxentius-Septimus, as the person who proposed the character (and given that he does have enough points to win including a one-time 1.5x bonus for proposing the character) may choose to exercise a buy-out option, in which case... well, we'll have a proper auction later on.
Oh, and what the winner gets: to dictate, in as little or much detail as they'd like, the ultimate fate of the character, plus at least one post-'retirement' scene.
OOC Tidbit: Hitomi feels sick in this scene. Only she's never actually *been* sick before. All known human-affecting diseases have been completely eradicated. Children are still given various shots that innoculate against ones that can be easily reproduced from stored genetic sequences, and everyone gets periodic immune-booster shots to keep them protected against *unknown* diseases, but nevertheless it's quite unusual to 'feel sick' even once in your life.
The exception to this idealized healthcare - and the major reason that there *is* a medical facility on Artemis - is synthetic diseases. Out of control or deliberately engineered versions of early genetic-alteration viruses. Deliberately designed to get around the immune system, and brutally effective. Fortunately, there aren't any active ones intended to kill you (or make you sick), but they are nevertheless taken very seriously. The technology to create these has been lost, along with the best countermeasures.
One of the "episodes" later on will probably include an option to have one that adds certain features to its victims. Like ears. Or a tail.
The exception to this idealized healthcare - and the major reason that there *is* a medical facility on Artemis - is synthetic diseases. Out of control or deliberately engineered versions of early genetic-alteration viruses. Deliberately designed to get around the immune system, and brutally effective. Fortunately, there aren't any active ones intended to kill you (or make you sick), but they are nevertheless taken very seriously. The technology to create these has been lost, along with the best countermeasures.
One of the "episodes" later on will probably include an option to have one that adds certain features to its victims. Like ears. Or a tail.
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Re: Artemis Academy
I vote D.
I vote D.
Am not entirely sure how this works given that I don't know how many points each of us has for bidding, but I am lazy and don't feel any urge to bid on Hitomi, so I'll just let that one slide.
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Re: Artemis Academy
B
Interested
Ah as I understand it if we express an interest in 'buying' the girl next update we the buyers will receive how much 'money' we have to buy her in a PM.
Max as her maker gets a small bonus to buying her 1.5::1
Winner of the bid gets to choose her fate be it a Sex Slave, Bridge Bunny in a bunny suit or a Octopus breeder extraordinaire. Assisting in making her retirement scene of her fate.
B
Interested
Ah as I understand it if we express an interest in 'buying' the girl next update we the buyers will receive how much 'money' we have to buy her in a PM.
Max as her maker gets a small bonus to buying her 1.5::1
Winner of the bid gets to choose her fate be it a Sex Slave, Bridge Bunny in a bunny suit or a Octopus breeder extraordinaire. Assisting in making her retirement scene of her fate.