The burly, well-dressed doorman looked at us dubiously, saying sothing in Korean to Yu-mi, who was now dressed up similar to Eri, only her dress was a classy black with subtle white detailing around the chest and hems, and a tight if sowhat short skirt, and a little more exposure around her cleavage. I heard Yu-mi’s surna ntioned, and her smile broadened. She turned to , and switched to English. “He’s not too keen on letting us in, he thinks Eri might be underage. Though Korea has a strange way of calculating age. But really, he might just not want to because you’re Japanese. This is the most exclusive nightclub in Gangnam, where a lot of the rich and powerful go. But… I don’t think we’ll have a problem. Assuming you don’t mind a little attention?”
“What do you have in mind?” I asked.
“It’s fine, we can go elsewhere…” Eri began, but Yu-mi denied that with a snort of displeasure.
“No way! We’re partying like we can only do in Gangnam. You have to get used to it, girl. You’re a VIP, aren’t you? Besides, it’s the principle of the thing. And it’s possible we’ll see so people it might be good for you to et. And…” she smiled coquettishly. “While I’m qualified to co here because I’m a mber due to my dad, if I introduce you, they’ll treat like a top-tier mber from now on.”
I let out a laugh. “Fine. I can handle any trouble, nobody will bother you two while I’m here.” I pulled off my mask and sunglasses, and Yu-mi switched back to Korean. The doorman looked at , eyes narrowing, and then down at his phone. He said sothing to Yu-mi as she typed, and she laughed triumphantly, replying. The man brought up a video, glanced at , glanced down again, and then looked shocked.
“He’s worked out you’re who I said you were.” Yu-mi giggled. She addressed the doorman again, and this ti he hurriedly stepped aside. Holding out an arm to Eri, she took it, and I graciously escorted her in. Looking at expectantly, I raised an eyebrow, and Yu-mi flushed a little, her ears pink. “Look, I want to show off that you’re here with . I know my place, but can’t a woman be a little boastful? You don’t mind, do you, Eri? Since you’re learning to be tolerant.”
Eri sniffed. “It’s fine, I suppose, Tagalong-san. I concede you’ve led us around well today, and I’ve had fun with Akio.”
“So cold. You need to work on being honest.” Yu-mi laughed, taking my other arm, and she led us into a beautifully furnished and expansive open space. There was a large dancefloor, sparsely populated with young n and won, dancing slowly. Behind it was a massive DJ booth, and the floor was surrounded by nurous private booths, with handso waiters and waitresses in smart yet revealing outfits scurrying about, carrying trays of expensive drinks, while there was a large bar down one side of the building, where a number of n were mingling and chatting. As we entered, Eri was looking around, eyes wide. Seeing her reaction, Yu-mi was pleased.
“You said you were a small town girl, right? You probably haven’t done much clubbing. I know Japan is very strict with their drinking age as well.”
“Yes, though like you said, with privilege cos rule breaking.” I mused. “The nobility drink from a young age at parties and events, it’s kind of accepted. Motoko is quite a strong drinker, surprisingly. Healthy appetite too. As for Eri…”
“Yes, it’s never really interested .” She seed a little shy under everyone’s gazes, but after a deep breath, she rely smiled broadly, trying to be a woman to match . “But then, nothing much did. I was a hopeless girl. I have to say it’s very… different.” We spoke quite quietly, despite the loud music playing, yet we could hear each other rather easily, due to our high stats. Yu-mi had to strain a little and speak up, but she was managing.
“So, want to enjoy ourselves?” I grinned, and Eri nodded.
“Yes, I think so. Because I’m here with you.” As we gazed into each other’s eyes, Yu-mi coughed loudly.
“Oh co on. Don’t exclude and drift off into your own worlds. We’re here to drink, dance and party. And…” she looked at the other patrons, seeming to recognise a few. “…maybe make a few connections.”
One of the smartly dressed female servers, wearing tight shorts and t-shirt, highlighting her attractive figure, ca over and said sothing in Korean. Yu-mi spoke back, and the server blinked. “English. I can? So, Park-nim, you’ve brought so… interesting guests. There was a ssage from the doorman… is he…?” She looked at , expectant.
“Oh how rude of . Yes, these are indeed the most important guests you’ll see.” Her smile was wicked. “This is Oshiro Moonstone Akio, the Hero of Britain, Japan’s finest, and … no, just watch the news. You’ll see soon.” She giggled mischievously. “This beauty here is Mori Eri, one of his precious fiancées. So… do you have a top luxury booth? We’re on a splurge tonight, to celebrate a… oh…” She lowered her voice. “Can I trust you, Ahn?” She seed to know the woman, which made sense, as apparently Gangnam was one of Yu-mi’s favourite places to party.
“I would never betray your trust, Park-nim!” she declared, eyeing eagerly.
“In that case… Akio here…” she said, showing off her closeness to us. “…just got back from a special mission, and he’ll probably be called the Hero of Korea too soon. I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s called to the Blue House to get a comndation. But it’s been a tough ti, so we’re here to relax. What do you want to drink, Akio, Eri? I’ll have … oh, just bring a bottle. The Alize should do it. I’m in the mood to get slaughtered!”
“The Alize. A good choice.” Ahn said happily. “Do you want any mixers with that?”
“Eri, you don’t like to drink too much, right? Yes, bring so juice, vodka is hard neat. Oh, and best bring so beers too. A dozen should suffice, in an ice bucket.”
“Right away!” Ahn agreed, before pursing her lips. “But be careful, Park-nim. It’s not good to drink too much. Our club does indeed pride itself on the high class of clientele, so even the most… relaxed… guests can be safe, but… I would feel dreadful if you were taken advantage of later.”
She does seem worried. And I don’t think it’s rely about reputational damage. Seems like Yu-mi actually is rather popular. So in theory, she’s definitely a catch for Adamant. With her and Violet-noona, we can certainly start making inroads here…
“Take advantage of ? When I’m here with the Hero of Britain… who, may I add, is highly likely to be awarded a title from the Queen of Britain too…” Yu-mi seed to be enjoying herself, and she was making sure Ahn’s gaze was drawn to where our arms were connected. “…even if the Devil itself popped out, or an entire jopok…” she paused, realising we didn’t understand the Korean word. “…that’s basically a yakuza or mafia group.” she explained. “…attacked us, Akio would see them off, and I’d be escorted to our hotel with not a scratch on , and not on Eri either, of course.”
“Your hotel? Are you… staying together?” Ahn asked, wide-eyed.
“Of course.” Yu-mi laughed. “Now, that booth?”
Ahn blinked, before bowing politely. “Sorry, Park-ssi, Oshiro-ssi, Mori-ssi. I forgot myself at being in such important company. The boss will be most disappointed in . This way…”
We were soon seated in a beautiful glass-fronted booth with luxurious leather sofas in a semi-circle, easily big enough for twenty people. The glass kept the sound muted, the music falling to a background hum, but there was a speaker system that could let it in, as well as a small, intimate dancefloor for the booth residents. Several other such booths were full, and the glass in one was tinted, making the people within re shadowy shapes. Eri looked down, seeing the controls, surprised, before turning back to Yu-mi. “Are you sure about that? You implied you’re intimate with us, with Akio. Won’t it hurt your reputation?”
“What does it matter? I’m tied to the rules of Adamant, so It’s not like I can date anyway, and I’m between partners.” Yu-mi shrugged. “Don’t worry, I won’t tell any other mbers about the purpose of the rules. Besides, even if I seem a bit of a hanger-on, like you keep saying, Eri, or a shaless woman trying to snare him, it’s Akio. Few people will bla , I’ll probably get more respect.”
Before Eri could answer, Ahn ca in expertly carrying a tray, followed by a young guy carrying a bucket of beers filled with ice, a number of bottles of brightly coloured juice, as well as a tray with snacks on. Ahn placed down the bottle of vodka as well as a number of crystal glasses of varying sizes. Eri’s eyes sparkled as she saw the pretty bottle, which was encrusted with a number of sparkling crystals.
“Thanks.” Yu-mi said, handing over so money as a tip. “Oh and Eri, you can keep the bottle. Those are Swarovski crystals. It inflates the price of the vodka, for sure… but it’s still good.”
As the male server left, Ahn paused. “Park-ssi, there are already a lot of enquiries from our other guests, asking if they can co visit. Is that fine?”
Yu-mi looked at questioningly. I glanced at Eri, and she shrugged. “If they aren’t too annoying. This is my ti with you!”
Yu-mi snickered. “You heard the lady. No irritating guests. But give us an hour and a half first to have so relaxation ti.”
Ahn nodded. “In that case… if I may, the owner would be deeply keen on seeing you all at so point.”
“The owner, huh? A great honour.” Yu-mi mused. “That’s fine. But I’m sure he can bring a bottle with him. Not that Akio is hurting for money, but…”
“Of course.” Ahn said politely. “It’s a matter of manners. Well, do excuse . Have an excellent ti!” With that, we were left alone, and with a smile, Yu-mi removed the top from the bottle, pouring us three generous glasses of the clear liquid. I wasn’t an expert on vodka, more usually drinking beer, whiskey or shochu, but it had a crisp sll.
“Do you want juice?” Yu-mi asked Eri, and she shook her head.
“I’ll try it as is to start.” Eri said, taking a glass.
“In that case…” I said, smiling broadly. “Cheers!”
“Cheers!” they echoed, and after clinking our glasses together, we took a swig. Yes, this isn’t bad. Not bad at all…
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“Yes, that’s it!” Yu-mi giggled, swaying her body, face flushed, as she moved around the small dancefloor. Opposite her, Eri was dancing as well, she was lacking in experience or sense, but her movents were graceful and deft, her great Precision aiding her. A glass of orange juice, mixed with vodka, was in her hand, and as she took a sip, she smiled.
“Much better. I don’t like the strong taste, but this isn’t so bad…”
“We’ll make a drinker of you yet!” Yu-mi laughed. “Though you should be careful, you’ve had a lot…” The bottle was empty, and half of a second one was gone too.
“Ether Healing and my Fortitude ans it’s hard to get drunk. I can’t control it properly yet, unlike Akio, so even if I downed the bottle, I’m sure I’d sober up quickly.”
“Well that’s just sad, cutie.” Yu-mi giggled again. “Guess there are so downsides to power, huh? Oh well, not going to dance with us, Akio? Or are you just watching us?”
“Fine!” To be honest, I was very much enjoying watching Eri. Her blue dress suited her beautifully, and the silver highlights and embroidery were glittering prettily under the bright lights of the nightclub. Getting up, I took Eri’s hand and started to dance. It wasn’t as if I hadn’t been to clubs in Akihabara, Shinjuku and other hotspots, though I had seldom danced much. But I know what I’m doing…
“That’s the way!” Yu-mi laughed, grabbing our hands and swaying in ti to the beats of the music. She stumbled a little, and I caught her. She flushed, laughing heartly, and at Eri’s stern glance, stuck out her tongue. “Have a heart! How many won can say they’ve danced with him? I can dine out on this story for years!”
“I think you’d have better stories to tell!” Eri pressed her body against mine, and I was sure that her chest had grown a little. She kissed my lips gently, and as I continued to dance with them, there was a knock on he door to the booth.
“I think the guests are here.” Yu-mi said, disengaging, and walked over, a little unsteady. Maybe she needs a little Ether Healing…
“Looks like the fun’s over…” Eri sighed, only for to shake my head.
“No way. Sure, we can et a few other patrons, but this is your night, and it’s far from over yet.”
“No, no it isn’t.” Eri agreed happily, and as the heat of passion smouldered in her black eyes, I thought that I was going to be in for one hell of a night..
“Let introduce you…” Yu-mi was saying, bringing over three young n and a woman of similar age, all smartly dressed and wearing expensive watches and jewellery. “This is Oshiro Akio, you must have seen him on TV. And his fiancée Mori Eri. Anyway, Akio, Eri, this here is Cho Chul, heir to the ritz Financial Group. They’re a big player in Korea. And this one is…” As Yu-mi introduced us all, I put on my best business smile, preparing for a battle of a different sort…
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“This has been greatly illuminating!” Cho Chul said, glancing over at Yu-mi. “I had no idea that you were involved with so many Japanese businesses. It seems we have more in common that I’d have imagined.”
Eri managed to keep her face impassive, but she had certainly drunk a lot, though I was proud that she’d actually been sociable, hiding her irritation as best she could. Several girls were talking to her, one the daughter of a famous Korean actor, the other a daughter of a Chaebol, like Yu-mi. They were asking her a lot about , as well as praising her beauty. Which is understandable. She looks amazing tonight.
“We must do this again.” one girl was saying. “Partying in Gangnam is simply the thing to do!”
“It’s been… sothing new.” Eri managed, and Yu-mi, seeing her in distress, slid into the conversation effortlessly, leaving to Cho Chul, who lowered his voice.
“So you’ve got your eye on Park Yu-mi then? I don’t bla you. Perhaps she’s not the most beautiful of the girls in our circles, but she’s friendly, popular and cute enough. She seems pretty receptive. What am I saying?” He laughed heartily, and I felt it was a bit false. “Who wouldn’t be into you? So… going to show us a trick?” As others around us nodded, I held in a sigh, levitating the empty vodka bottle with wind elent, sending it rising into the air. As they watched, bright eyed, I was relieved the conversation had shifted.
“I hear that President Moon is about to make so sort of announcent.” another woman was saying. Now all the sofas were full, and our spacious booth was stuffed. Even the dancefloor was occupied, and I couldn’t help but notice one woman a bit older than was making sure I could get tantalising glimpses of her legs under her scarily short mini dress. Yeah, she’s hot, but… not interested. “Rumour is that it’s about the scandal of the missing children.” The woman looked at , eyes narrowing.
“Well you’d know, Soo-Ah-noona!” one man said brightly. “Your uncle is the man in charge of the Ministry of the Interior and Safety. Oh, no, it’s Interior, Safety and Hunters now, right?”
“Yes, it’s MOISH.” another agreed. “What a mouthful.”
“Everyone knows soone who has a relative at Choe-Museon.” she continued. “A lot of us went there ourselves back in the day. Dreadful school. Perhaps it’s why we all like to party.” The woman giggled archly. “But uncle ca over for dinner yesterday evening, and he looked much more relaxed, even cracking so jokes. And here we have soone famous, who solved the crisis London faced. I may not have excelled in my studies, but I can put one and one together and get two.”
I shrugged. “Far be it from to steal your President’s thunder. So I’ll have to decline to answer.”
“Cagey, aren’t you?” Cho Chul snorted. “In any case, how about we exchange contacts? And how about a selfie? Otherwise those who couldn’t make it tonight won’t believe us…”
“Yes, a selfie sounds excellent.” A hearty voice bood. We turned, to see a great bear of a man with shaggy blonde hair and a muscular build, unusual for an Asian, had entered, carrying a beautiful bottle of so spirit with a rich golden colour. Everyone seed respectful suddenly, and Yu-mi greeted him warmly.
“Master Bear…” she smiled. “This truly is an honour.”
“Bear?” Eri asked, and the man eyed her for a mont, before answering, his English so of the crispest we had heard so far.
“Yes, that’s my nickna. They call Gomdori-nim, but in English, Master Bear suffices. I am the owner of this club. So compared to the whelps here, my status is lacking, but…”
“Nonsense.” Yu-mi denied that. “Without your nightclub, Gangnam would lack its beating heart. Why, the events that have happened here over the years are the stuff of legend, and it’s the favourite haunt of our entire generation. You’ve made it a place that we can truly enjoy. Though I think tonight is going to join that history!”
As everyone else agreed, Eri and I exchanged looks. The man opened the bottle, and a rich fragrance filled the air. The people around us were speaking in Korean, and Yu-mi swallowed. “Is that… the nineteen seventy-six Dictador Rum? That’s out of even my price range.” She winked at , and I knew she was making a joke about taking her inheritance again.
“Well, we have a distinguished guest, I simply had to pay my regards. Although… perhaps you’ve had enough to drink?”
“I don’t care, I’ll risk a hangover to have a shot of that!” Yu-mi giggled. “Besides, Akio here will carry ho.”
“So it’s like that, is it? How interesting.” Seeing the large number of guests, he sent servers to get several more bottles, though the rum and vodka he had them bring was a cut below the Dictador. He poured four generous asures, and handed Eri, and Yu-mi glasses, keeping one for himself. “You boys and girls will have to make do with the ordinary quality. On , since tonight is an auspicious day.” Nobody complained, and they thanked him profusely.
“This is strong, but… it has flavour.” Eri admitted as she sipped at it, and I took a mouthful, agreeing.
“Yes, it’s not bad. Shaeula would like this.”
“Hey, is that the bar my way girl?” one man said, and Yu-mi shushed him.
“Don’t be rude to Akio. He’s very devoted to his girlfriends.”
“Oh, is that why you’re clinging to him, Yu-mi? Damn, I’m jealous!” another man laughed drunkenly, making Yu-mi flush, and she drained her drink.
“Oh my, this was worth the wait. Thanks Gomdori-nim!” she giggled. “So, here to see the man of the hour? He and Eri have been enjoying the club, although…” she glanced at her watch. “It’ll soon be ti for dancing!”
“I can take a hint.” Master Bear agreed, topping up our glasses. “But I could hardly let such a montous guest pass through unnoticed. I wondered if I could get so images of you enjoying yourselves here. Perhaps a few in the booth, chatting to the young future heirs to Korea, one on the dancefloor, at the bar…”
I looked at Eri, and she shrugged. “As long as it’s a decent picture, nothing seedy.”
“Who would dare to take candid shots of you?” he said, and one man looked a bit shafaced. With a smile which lacked humour I glared at the man, and he took out his phone. He unlocked it, and I skimd through. There were several shots of Eri, and also a couple of Yu-mi, nothing too scandalous, but even so, I deleted them. “You’re lucky. If there was a panty-shot or one down their tops, your phone would be discovering what it’s like to fall into a volcano right now, and I’d not be pleased.”
Yu-mi giggled, finishing another glass of the rum. “You’re so gentlemanly. I can’t say I hate it! Anyway, we’ve chatted enough for now, we need to get out there and dance, dance, dance! There might be ti to talk later!”
I turned back to Master Bear. “Sure, to be honest, this club is sothing very special. The ones I’ve been to in Tokyo are no comparison. But … how about this. Next ti, I’ll bring all my girls here, and we’ll have a party. I’m sure you can get us a booth like this, right?”
“That sounds a perfectly fair exchange to .” He grinned, his voice booming. “Now, do enjoy yourself, and don’t worry, I’ll run the photographs by you all first. Now, drink up!” He left us with the bottle, and so I poured it out, though not before trickling a little Ether Healing in to sober Yu-mi up a touch. She looked at gratefully, before taking a swig. She then finished her glass, grabbing and Eri by the hand, leading us out into the now packed club, heading for the dancefloor. Eri and I exchanged glances, before she smiled. Yeah, might as well live it up. It’s not every day we can do this…
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“That was a loooooot of fun.” Yu-mi said drunkenly, kicking off her high heels, then slumping down on the sofa, face flushed.
“Now she’s speaking like Hyacinth.” Eri observed, exasperated but amused. She took off her heels in a more relaxed fashion, noticing I couldn’t help but look down her dress as she did so. Winking, she stretched. “Anyway, that was a lot more fun than I expected. And it felt very adult.”
“Of course it was, you’re funny, Eri!” Yu-mi laughed. Despite offering Healing earlier, she had made up for it by drinking hard afterwards and she was now worse than before. “You should have seen the way the guys were glaring at Akio. Jealousy is a terrible thing, but you’re gorgeous, so it’s only natural.”
“I think so of them were looking at you too.” Eri said magnanimously, and Yu-mi agreed, waving her feet at us.
“Of course. I’m fairly well known and popular. Even dated a few of the patrons. All a bit shallow though, I never felt the need to get serious with any of them. Hey, I guess I’m shallow too! Dad wants to settle down… no, dad wanted to marry off. To you!” she giggled uncontrollably.
“Put her out of her misery and Heal her again, please.” Eri went over and pushed down Yu-mi’s legs, as she was defencelessly flashing . Pink, I see. Surprising. “Co on, you’ll feel so embarrassed in the morning.” Eri warned her. Yu-mi rely shrugged.
“It doesn’t matter! You two are cool! I had a great ti!” I could practically hear her punctuation. “Everyone was so interested in us! And jealous!” she paused. “Hey, want room service? We can keep going!”
“Nope, you’ve had enough!” Eri used her strength to restrain her, which was wise as Yu-mi’s dress was becoming very dishevelled, and things that shouldn’t be visible were peeking out. I stepped up, and let aether flow. Yu-mi suddenly shivered, her flush diminishing, and she smiled ruefully.
“Woah, was I that wasted? I guess I went a bit mad…” Now a different flush was in her face. She looked down, her pink bra peeking out from her dress, and she adjusted it. “Uh… consider it so fanservice?”
“As long as you’re not upset.” I sighed, sitting down on the other sofa. Eri snuggled in beside , and we enjoyed the relaxation. Yeah, it was definitely fun in the club, but it was also pretty hectic. I did make so interesting contacts though. I’ll see if Hinata can use any of them.
“? No, it doesn’t matter. Just a little embarrassing, but who cares? It’s not like you haven’t seen plenty of girls in worse states, right?” she said, surprisingly reasonable. “So, how was your trip? You’re heading ho tomorrow, right? I have to co too, apparently. Sothing about my induction into Adamant?”
“Yeah. Until we get a Ring Gate set up in Korea, you can’t exactly co and go for your training in the Boundary.” I agreed. “You need to learn at least one elent for self-defence, and so other Skills if you can.”
We continued chatting, reminiscing about the day. My phone beeped after a while, and it was Master Bear, sending over the photographs. I had sent a ssage to Hinata, checking that being seen in Korea wouldn’t hinder her plans for the Tengokusentou, and she had responded she could manage it, so that wasn’t the issue. I showed the photographs, and Yu-mi and Eri looked them over.
“Damn, we look cute.” Yu-mi laughed, the shot of the three of us on the dancefloor catching her attention. “And this one’s good too! Though I look wasted. I wasn’t lying when I said I’d get slaughtered…”
As we talked, I felt sothing touch my groin. I could see Eri’s hands, so I glanced down, only to find it was a furry tail. Cat ears had also appeared on her head, and Yu-mi opened her mouth, surprised. “That’s hilarious. Can you really control the tail like that?” I was a bit uncomfortable as she was basically staring at my groin, even if I was wearing trousers.
“Not perfectly.” Eri admitted, her tail pushing against . “It’s hardly fully prehensile. But there’s no doubt with practice I’ll get better.” Her cat ears flickered cutely. “Now, is there a reason you’re staring at Akio like that? You aren’t still drunk, are you?”
“No, well, yes, but I’m only tipsy, thanks.” Yu-mi sighed. “Anyway, you have your own room if you’re going to fool around, it’ll just depress .”
“Jealous?” Eri asked, surprising , and Yu-mi shrugged.
“I wouldn’t say I’m jealous, but… it’s a complicated feeling. Besides, what girl wants to watch other people make out? I certainly don’t right now.” She crossed and uncrossed her legs, a little uncomfortable, and I got another flash. Yep, pink. Changing the subject, Yu-mi had a thought. “So, you say that Eri can do all this despite being an ordinary person? That’s incredible. So could I get that good?”
“It’d be difficult.” I admitted. “Eri has advantages, as I said. And the Shifting Cat ability is a miracle. It won’t be repeated. But… you can certainly master a few useful things.” Eri’s tail and her chest were both exciting .
“Oh well, makes sense, I suppose.” Yu-mi shrugged again. “So, what else can you do other than turn into a cat?”
Eri smiled, and suddenly her hair turned a brilliant red. Her facial features also shifted a little, and her chest grew. “I can alter my body a bit. Change my colouring, general shape, facial features. I’m not yet able to assu other forms like Ginneka can…” she paused, grinning maliciously. “So when I can, maybe I’ll turn into you, Yu-mi, and let Akio have a good ti!”
“Hey, you think that’ll upset ? It won’t be .” Yu-mi scoffed, but her eyes were sparkling. “Though that would be insane. You’d have endless appeal in bed, Akio could sleep with the image of anyone he wanted. The blackmail potential too…”
“Yeah, no way. Nobody’s seeing compromising pictures of Eri, even if she’s changed forms.” I insisted, scooping her into my arms. “Anyway, I’m afraid it’s ti to say good night. Thanks for your help, Yu-mi, Eri and I have worked things out. And we had fun today, right?” Eri nodded in my arms. “Also, thanks for introducing to so many important people. Our Korean connections were lacking, and sure, most of them were heirs or family mbers, but we can use them.”
“It’s my pleasure.” Yu-mi said, looking away shyly. “Now get going! It’s harassnt flirting in front of like that! And you’ve had all the fanservice you’re getting!”
“That’d be more convincing if you’d noticed your skirt has hiked up and you’re flashing him.” Eri snorted, and as Yu-mi pulled down her dress, she burst out laughing.
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“They were right. I do like the underwear, and seeing it before wouldn’t have been as fun.” I praised the shop assistants.
“So… ah… have you forgotten…” she muttered, and I laughed, playfully stroking her cat ears too.
“Forgotten? Don’t know what you an.” I teased, eyeing Eri. “I’ve been wondering, have you been changing your height recently?”
“Sotis. I’ve been experinting to reach my ideal… ahh… state.” Eri’s hands undid my belt, and her eyes were sparkling damply, her arousal unusual, her mannerisms more catlike. “Anyway, mother, auntie Emily, the others… they all say I’m growing more beautiful. I think I am… but you never seem to notice.” She puffed out her cheeks adorably, so I sped up my hand on her tail, and her back arched. As it did so, she unfastened her bra sohow without touching it, and her breasts spilled free, nipples already hard. I took my hand off her ears and started kneading her ample breasts, feeling the softness, and one finger started stroking her nipple, and her breathing sped up, her breath hot.
“You’ve always been beautiful. That’s never changed.” I said, and Eri shook her head.
“That’s no good! You need to see , just as I see you, and we see the others! Seeing what we expect to see is where… we… ahn… went… uh… wrong… ahn… before…” Her voice grew strained and quieter as her tail and breast were touched tenderly. I then bent down, sucking at her other breast, and I noticed that her panties were starting to grow damp, and the sour sll of her arousal was in the air.
My Eye picked up a little aether, and my underwear slid down, freeing my cock. Eri eyed it, and her hand grasped it, and she started stroking it, just as I was her tail, matching my motions, which made shiver. My reason was starting to slip away, my love and lust for Eri spiking, but I listened to what she had said, and really looked at her. “You’re right.” I agreed. “Our relationship, our perceptions were frozen. But now we’ve thawed. Yes, you’re stunning. A match for any. And… sexy. Incredibly so!” Now I took a deep, good look at her, Eri had changed. She was still herself, just… more.
“Of course. I’m … uh… a Temptress, only for… ahn… you!” Eri gasped wetly, her warmth communicated to through my hand. “Though… ahn uh… maybe I’ll no longer… ahn… be Dark!” She suddenly reared up, biting my ear, and then whispered a suggestion which surprised .
“Sure.” I agreed, and I released her tail. She grinned, asking for a kiss, and after we parted, a bridge of saliva linking us for a mont, I slid down her panties, the fabric heavy with her nectar. I gently started toying with her clit and pussy, my other hand once more touching her breasts and ears alternatively, while her hands were stroking my skin, and her tail… That feels… impossible to describe. It was coiled around my dick, twisting and stroking it, and the sensation was nothing like hand, lips or even a pussy, being warm, furry and sohow muscular.
“How… is it?” Eri managed, her skin flushed. “Nobody else… ahn… can do this yet.”
Yeah, Shaeula’s tail in her weaselkin form is a bit short and not so prehensile… I let that stupid thought wash through , and concentrated on attacking Eri’s weak spots, now licking the ear I wasn’t fondling. It tasted strange, the fur odd, but as I sucked on it, it seed to be a very pleasurable thing for Eri, who was panting loudly, sweat oozing from her skin. Her pussy was leaking like a broken faucet, and her clit was growing engorged, a pretty red bean that shivered under my fingers. Mischievously, I slid a few fingers inside her, poking Eri’s sensitive spots, but she pouted, biting down on my shoulder.
“I don’t… want… uh, ahn… your fingers, I want…” she began, but as my hand sped up, she quickly cried out, reaching orgasm, spurting a trickle of love nectar. As her body convulsed lightly, she eyed accusingly, before her smile turned wicked, and the motions of her tail sped up, coiling around my cock like a constricting snake. As I bit down on her ear, she teased , her fingers stroking my glans, and the sensation of the combined tail and finger assault was indescribable.
“Eri, I’m…” I gasped, and she smirked.
“Let it out! You did it to , so turnabout… is fair.” Her words were still slow and laboured, but her tail showed no fatigue, and with a cry I ca hard, cloudy white liquid shooting over her hands and tail, tangling in the fur. She kept squeezing and squeezing, tail wringing dry, and soon the sheets and her body was sticky with my cum.
“How was that?” Eri said proudly, reaching down and wiping her belly, before tasting my release, her delicate lips opening, tongue lapping at it, in a very catlike manner. “Bitter. But the flavour is different. I wonder if it’s down to the alcohol?”
“I doubt it.” I picked up Eri’s tail, making her shiver. “Ugh, your fur is all matted and gross now. They never talk about that when it cos to sex with beast girls.”
“You read that sort of manga, do you?” Eri accused jovially, before concentrating. For a mont her tail vanished, cum falling to the bed, then it reappeared. “Oh well, not an issue I have to worry about. But what worries …” She reached down, spreading her dripping, twitching pussy. “…is how much I want you inside . It’s been too long. I always knew I wanted you, but I never knew I was such a lewd girl. But…” she eyed , amused. “…I’ve been practising, as I said. Not for this… well, not just for this, I’m trying to grow stronger, I don’t want to be in a position where I hold everyone back again, but as a side benefit…” Her hair changed colour, switching between a silver like Shiro’s, amber like Shaeula’s, pink, bright blue, green and more. Her eyes changed as well. “…I can’t do wholesale changes, like becoming soone else, but… you’ll never get bored, right?”
“Silly girl.” I kissed her, a leisurely, yet lewd kiss, tongues pecking at each other, while I massaged her breasts and slid a hand to her ass, enjoying the feel of it. “I could never be bored of you. Never!”
“I know.” Eri gasped, her kissing becoming more frantic. “But I’m prepared to do anything for you, even change. No, I have to change. Otherwise I’m just a nuisance to you and the others, and I can’t bear that. I’m lucky. No matter what, I have mories with you nobody else except Aiko has…” She paused, and a wicked grin spread on her face. “You know, If I can change into anyone, I could be Aiko… haven’t you wondered…?” She suddenly burst out laughing at the shocked, scandalised expression on my face.
“Eri, what the hell? You are the one that always gets angry when Shaeula makes those jokes…” I was lost for words, but she rely hugged , pulling close.
“I know. But I think… I’m too serious. I thought I’d try being a girl you don’t have to tiptoe around. I know you don’t see Aiko that way. You may be a pervert, but you’re a good man. I’ve always known that.” She patted my head tenderly. “There, there. Good boy! But… sex is fun because it’s intimate, shaful, passionate.” We lay in each other’s embrace, kissing and stroking, keeping the fires hot, and my dick was pressing against Eri’s belly, eager to slide lower and enter her.
“I know, but… this fires up enough!” I insisted, and Eri laughed happily.
“ as well. Though honestly, it’s not so bad, sharing with Hyacinth, Shaeula and the others. I feel closer to them when we fuck you together.” Eri used the crude word, and that made my dick quiver. “So I have this talent, and I’ll hone it. Mostly for battle, but… if it makes more appealing, I’ll do it! And if you ever want to screw two Shaeula’s at once, or Yu-mi, or a celebrity like Tamami-chan, or even Aiko… I’ll never judge you. Because for you, I’ll change, and take on any form that pleases you. So release your desires to !”
“So long as the more that changes, the more…” Our tongues entwined, this ti with eager desperation , and as we pulled apart, saliva scattering, I gazed into her black orbs, my grey ones serious. “…you stay the sa. Don’t ever lose what makes you Eri. Else I’d never be happy.”
“Just knowing you cherish not just because of our past makes happy.” Eri shed so light tears. “But… I want to play too. So… I can adjust my hair, eye colour, skin tone, and size to so extent. What would you like?”
“Just the hair and eyes is fine. That’ll be fresh enough. Although no, thinking about it…” I whispered sothing to her, and she giggled.
“So lewd! But yes, I can do that. I wonder… maybe it’ll be fun.” Her body shifted, and her hair and eyes turned a brilliant pink, her hair shortening on one side and growing into a ponytail on the other, and her body shrunk a little, her chest diminishing in volu. “I can’t mimic an ani character properly, especially from a show I’ve not watched, but… is this close enough?”
“Yeah. Yasu-san… no, Yasu-kun…” Words and honorifics to keep distance between and others need to go. I’m not who I used to be. “…would be screaming right now. Honestly, I love Shaeula and her body, but I’ve not got a fetish for this. It’s just… different to you. Might as well make the most of it. Next ti…”
“Yes, maybe I’ll get a figure like Aliyah.” Eri laughed. “Though she’d try and kill you if she ever heard that.” With a grin, Eri, making a facsimile of Benitsubasa, my favourite Sekirei from the show of the sa na, spread her legs. “Akio, make love to ! Fill up and make yours! I’m on birth control, more’s the pity. There’s no rush now anyway, it seems.” As I tilted my head, puzzled at her words, she shrugged, her smaller chest not bouncing as much as usual. “It doesn’t matter. You’ll know soon enough, Anyway, this is my night, my ti, so… ti to make love!”
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