Detention is a Wonderful Thing


Detention is a Wonderful Thing
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon and am not profiting from this work.
AN: This story was commissioned by Kilkov Masmus. It is the first Story in a trilogy I wrote a year or so ago. For the record, I have not watched Sailor Moon in a long time and because I am unaware of all but the most general themes, I wrote this under the idea that the scouts were all around eighteen. Hope you enjoy…
Breathing hard, Tai Ukora ran with all the speed his tired legs could summon. It was nearly four in the afternoon but instead of heading home, he found himself running down one of the school’s upper-floor corridors, towards a detention that he still fought to be undeserved. However, fresh from last period’s Physical Education lesson; he was racked with exhaustion and could barely muster the strength to move his legs another step.
Likewise, his childhood friend and classmate Amano Criffin was running with him and seemed to be having the same troubles. By some strange coincidence, they’d both been sentenced to the detention after their substitute teacher and her aid had apparently caught them talking.
It’s completely unfair.’ Tai thought angrily. They’d merely been discussing how best to solve a particularly testing problem when suddenly that frigid bitch had descended upon them like a giant vampire bat. No amount of protesting or explanation could save them and she had promptly issued them with the detention and an express order that they were not to be late. ‘How are we supposed to work together to solve problems if we can’t talk or pass notes?’
However, his time for brooding was quickly approaching its end as just a little further down the seemingly endless passage way, he could at last see the outline of their destination. But relieved as he was to think that he won’t have to run much further, the sight of the ominously dark door didn’t inspire much confidence.
There had been a lot of stories going around the school as of late about this teacher’s detentions. Although she’d only been at the school for a couple of days, she’d apparently handed out more detentions than any other teacher had in the past term and although her victims had all emerged after about an hour; none had been the same since.
With that in mind, Tai and Amano couldn’t help but look at each other with nervous faces. Both wanted to turn and walk away but neither wanted to be responsible for saying it and after a moment’s silence, both gave a nod. Late as they were, playing truant wouldn’t help them in the long run, not now anyway.
Their decision made, they both made a show of trying to tidy themselves up and appear more presentable before Tai put his hand on the door and pushed it open.
To his relief, the classroom appeared to be empty and a quick glance around the door confirmed his suspicions that there was no sign of either their sub or that cow of a TA who she kept at her side at all times like some snooty little dog.
“She’s not here.” He breathed, unable to keep the note of surprise from his voice as he slowly crept further into the lightly lit chamber. Weary, his eyes darted from desk to desk, searching for any sign that might suggest the usually prompt and punctual pair were in-fact hidden; ready to pounce on them should they make a fatal flaw in judgement.
“Well we are already 5 minutes late.” Amano said, coming up behind Tai as he dared to let a smile cross his lips. “What’s the point in waiting. Come on; let’s go before they get here. If anyone asks, we can just say we waited but thought they weren’t going to show so left.”
Tai had to admit it was a tempting offer. No one could blame them for going if the bitch wasn’t here but would anyone believe them if she said she was her? It would be their word against hers, and neither Tai nor Amano exactly had a spotless track record when it came to the truth. Everyone would think, quite rightly, that they’d plaid truant and then they’d be in even deeper trouble.
“Yeah, but what’s to stop her saying we didn’t show up?” Tai asked before looking back at the door to see if it was still clear. “I say we wait another ten minutes. If she’s still not here by then than it’s obvious she’ll never turn up.”
Amano looked shocked by the suggestion. Obviously he’d been hoping for a hasty agreement so they could get the hell out of here. “Wait? What the hell for? She hasn’t arrived so much as a second late for class yet she’s more than five minutes late now. No way she’d likely to turn up.”
“It’s just ten minutes. I promise we’ll go after that. Anyway, what’s the rush, you managed to finally get a date with that waitress from the arcade?”
Amano ignored the comment, instead he sat at his normal desk while muttering something about “being already obvious.” A comment to-wit, Tai choose not to respond. Better to let his friend stew for awhile instead of risking a needless confrontation.
Unfortunately, those ten minutes were not about to pass quickly and unable to think of a single topic of conversation to have with Amano whilst he was in such a foul mood; Tai quickly found himself regretting the decision to stay. Besides glancing at his watch every couple of seconds, the only means of passing the time was to listen for the sound of approaching footfalls. Yet after about 30 seconds, that had grown beyond tedious.
“All right, I’m through sitting around here like some dumb lap dog!” Amano finally yield, almost exploding out of his chair in his rush to get up from the desk “Come on Tai, it has been ten minutes and the bitch still isn’t here. Let’s get out of here.”
This time, Tai didn’t object. Already board stiff by the wait, he didn’t even bother to check his watch before standing up and joining his friend. However, before either of them could disentangle themselves, a chillingly familiar voice made them stop dead in their tracks.
“Well, look at what we have here Castor.” Pollux said, her blood red lips curving up into a smile as she watched the boys stiffen. “It seems those two naughty boys from our third period class were thinking about running off and leaving detention without our permission.”
Suddenly, Tai couldn’t breathe. Panic flared inside of him as he realised they’d been caught at the worst possible time. How were they to talk their way out of this one? With his heart drumming loudly in his ears, he and Amano shared a look of apprehension before giving another nod as they slowly turned on their heels. Sure enough, standing there in the doorway was their substitute teacher, Mrs Polloux, and her teaching assistant, Castor. Dressed in matching suits, it would have almost been impossible for the teens to tell them apart if not for their strikingly different hair shades. However, so alike were they still that it was hard to believe they weren’t twins. Everything, from their piercing grey eyes to their delectable thighs was identical to the smallest detail.
“I agree Pollux.” Said Castor, mischief alight in her eyes as she brought her hand to her lips and fixed Tai with an intense stare. “How do you think we should them now? Writing lines simply won’t do for such naughty boys.”
“Hhmmm…Well I’m sure we can think of something more…Appropriate.”
They moved so quickly that before Tai or Amano could even raise a word in their defence, both women were upon them and with a strength that belied her smaller stature, Castor quickly pushed Tai back into his seat. Stunned by the overly aggressive action, he could only look up in disbelief as she pushed the dark jacket from her shoulders. Dressed in an impeccably ironed shit and skirt, the Teaching Assistant looked like something fresh from his book of fantasies as she pulled her long chestnut coloured hair from its bun and let it cascade down her shoulders. However, his eyes weren’t the only things to be enthralled by the sight and Tai couldn’t help but let out a pained groan as his arousal strained against the tight fabric of his school trousers.
Hearing his distress, Castor couldn’t help but smile as she looked down and examined the outline of Tai’s cock as it struggled against the taunt fabric.
‘Mmmmm…Not bad for a boy of his age.’ She admired, mentally measuring him to be about seventeen centimetres. Certainly not the biggest she’d ever encountered but still an impressive package for a human teen. ‘This could be fun after all.’
With a devious lick of her lips, Castor reached down and expertly untied the bonds which held Tai’s trousers in-place before stepping back to watch as his solid erection burst free. He was thicker than her was long and the sight of it made her shiver in anticipation. ‘Ooohhhh…very fun indeed’
“Miss Castor?” Tai asked, the sudden sensation of the cool air washing over his cock had jolted him back to life; and suddenly he felt fearful as he saw an inhumanly, predatory look light up her gaze as she stared down at his erect member. But, before he could press her about it; a low moan was ripped from his lips as she moved forward and ran the head of his cock against the inside of her open mouth. Her tongue coming forth to play with the tip of his cock as she used both of her hands to close around the body of his shaft and gently massage him with impressive force.
“Mmm…Do you like this?” She finally asked, moaning around the head of his cock as she continued to tease with unbelievable skill. “Do you like this the feel of your cock in my mouth naughty boy?”

“Yes…” Tai gasped, barely able to form a coherent phrase as he felt the vibrations coursing through his rigid flesh, making it buzz and hum with energy until he feared it might explode.

“You want more?” she asked, already knowing the answer though as she felt his cock jerk between her pursed lips. It never ceased to amaze Castor just how easy young males were to bend and mould as she saw fit. They were like pawns, only able to move one way and she and her sister had learned that the best was to take what they needed from them was to do so through the one thing they’d always fall prey to, sex.
“Yes! I want…morreeeeeeeeeee!!!!” He begged, but Castor had begun before he could finish; causing him to trail off in a long moan as swooping down, she enveloped the first few inches of his shaft in her mouth. Squeezing it with her lips, she caused the veins and ridges of it to throb whilst she relaxed the back of her throat, allowing her to swallow him almost entirely without so much as a second wasted.
“Oh god, Miss Castor… more…more” Tai gasped, his voice low as he tried to speak between moans. At that moment, the skin of his member was so sensitive with arousal that he could feel every movement her tongue made against his flesh, the ways her teeth happened to scrape against him, even how her breath travelled over him every time she inhaled.
Hearing his pleasure drunken ramble, Castor couldn’t help but inwardly smirk as she started to slide her lips up and down the rigid organ, twisting and turning her head while her tongue massaged the underside of his cock. She wanted this to be over quickly, when his arousal peaked so too would his energy level, and only then would she start to feed off him.
“Oh Fuck! Miss Pollux, you’re so tight!”
The distant words cut through Tai’s pleasure dazed brain like a sledge hammer and looking round, he saw that their normally prim and proper sub had straddled Amano’s hips and was now fucking his brains out with a wild abandon. Unable to tear his eyes away from the sight, he became lost to the world as he watched his friend be viciously pleasured by their sapphire haired teacher, almost forgetting about the goddess who happened to be kneeling between his legs with his cock in her mouth.
Watching her young lover’s attention starting to drift, Castor couldn’t help but feel a little jealous. Regardless of the circumstances behind this illicit encounter, the fact that Tai could be so cruel as to watch another while she was trying to pleasure him, made her feel somewhat dejected. Why did Pollux always have to steal her limelight? No matter what she did, Pollux always had to outdo her, regardless of how little it would gain her. The thought made her temper flair and suddenly, she was consumed by the desire to outdo her twin.
Reaching down to the still exposed base of his swollen member while she continued bending up and down on him, massaging the exposed skin with her fingers before applying a dab of pressure with her thumb; coaxing a low groan from his lips as his hips suddenly bucked up from the bed. Quickly, his eyes darted back to her and pleased to know that she had recaptured his attention, she decided that it was now time to turn things up a notch.
“Fuck you’re so good at this Miss Castor.” Tai gasped, biting his inner lip as he felt her tongue greedily lick and suckle his flesh, enjoying his body as if it were some sort of sweet ice treat. Her teeth had started to lightly press against his taught skin and for a moment, he had feared she might be about to bit him, but the pleasure the touch caused quickly threw all those fears from his mind and his left groaning in pleasure as her wonderful lips moved in perfect harmony with the motions of her hand.
His climax was coming, Castor could feel it from the quivering of his cock and as the pressure continued to mount within the base of the boy’s phallus; her predatory instincts began to kick in. She wanted his energy, she needed it the way a great shark hungered for the thrill of a chase before it devoured the insignificant seal. And with the scent of sex wafting through the air, heightening her desire for the taste of the delicious morsel, she began to suck Tai’s shaft with all her hunger, draining him of his energy in that intense vacuum of heat and fluid.
“Oh God! Miss Castor…Something….Something…” Tai could barley form the words, he was growing dizzy with pleasure as the fog clouding his mind seemed to thicken. Dimly, he was aware of his hips starting to buck up as his control over his motor-functions seemed to be waning, but the act of doing so felt bizarrely heavier than normal, as if his actions were in-fact being weighted down by some invisible force. Determined to enjoy the feelings Castor’s actions had stirred within him however, he tried to power through the fatigue until the very act of breathing felt strenuous. “Some…things wrong.”
Despite the pressure building at the base of his spine, the student could feel himself teetering, not on the edge of paradise, but on that of losing consciousness. Steeling a few last breaths, he buried his hands in the TA’s thick chestnut locks and tried to push her lips off his erection. The notion may have been strange when he latter locked back on it but at that moment, it was all his oxygen starved brain could come up with.
Yet try as he might Tai couldn’t muster the strength to force her into relinquishing her grasp and with an irritated look, Castor swatted his grasp away with what he thought to be her hand; until it did not release its grasp on his. Confusion cut a hole through his daze and looking down, he saw that a long spindly limb, the colour of an orange, had coiled around both of his wrists and was holding them apart. His heart suddenly racing with fear, he slowly traced the tether back, his eyes widening as he witnessed it disappear beneath the hem of the woman’s skirt.
“Miss…Castor?” He asked but a strangled yelp suddenly cut in and recognizing the sound of that which came from Amano, his head shot around to where his friend and the Sub were. They were still rutting atop a desk, poised exactly as they were a few moments ago. Only know an appendage that was a blue as the midday ski and appeared to be much like the one that was descending from within the TA’s skirt, was wrapped around Amano’s wrists too and seemed to be restraining him. But then, before his eyes, she began to change, her body grew out and appeared to darken until it too was the colour of the heavens. Claws and talons sprouted from her nails and even her clothing started to cage; forming into small articles that were turquoise and reminded him of something which a dancer might wear whilst preforming.
Unsure of just what to make of this starting revelation, he turned back to his lover; to have all the breath stolen from him as he saw that Miss Castor had vanished, replaced instead by a terrible creature with orange skin, eyes that were a bloody shade of crimson, and a strange marking across her forehead.
Tai wanted to yell, too scream, but the pressure in his cock exploded before he could and as his seed burst forth, the deadly cocktail of nausea and pleasure threw him over the edge and he slumped back in his chair; unconsciousness.
* * * * * *
“Honestly Serena, how are you ever to improve if you never manage to stay awake through an entire period?” Asked Ami; her normally sweet voice crackling with irritation as she fixed her friend with a poignant stare and tried hard not to imagine hitting the blond slacker with the heavy book in her lap.  They’d been sitting in the tutoring room for at least an hour yet despite her best efforts; Serena still hadn’t gotten the hang of any of the major sciences.
“It’s not my fault!” Serena protested, shoving her books into her bag with such force that Ami was amazed it did not rip. “The teachers are just so boring; I can’t keep my eyes open. They always seem to send me off to sleep.”
“Well, be that as it may. You will need to try and stay awake if you wish to pass that exam next month.” Ami explained, he voice continuing to hold its condescending tone even as she pulled her arm into the sleeve of her jacket. Yet she couldn’t keep the grin from her lips as she added. “I don’t think your mother would be very happy with you if you got another failing grade.”
Serena went pale as her friend spoke the words. The mere memory of her mother’s infamous temper was enough to make her feel weak at the knees and her face quickly lit up with a shaky smile as tried her best to look nonchalant. “Oh please Ami…please, don’t tell my mother about this. I swear I’ll do better, I promise.”
Smiling at her friend, Ami gave a quick nod before busying herself with packing away her books. Ever since a small school survey revealed that Serena had a shockingly poor exam pass rate, it had become disturbingly common to find both girls staying well past school hours for some much needed tutoring sessions. But after almost a month of their sessions, Serena still wasn’t proving to be an adaptive student and the knowledge that she was still failing was beginning to tug at Ami’s temper.
Packing up their remaining things, the girls left the room and emerged out into the deserted corridor. Their study room was in-fact one the schools lesser used class-rooms, but Ami liked them to use it because as it was on the top floor of the school, there would likely be fewer distractions once school ended from the other extracurricular students.
“So what time is Rei expecting us tonight” Serena finally asked after a moment, daring to brake the uneasy silence that had sprung up between them since Ami had mentioned her mother.
“About six.” Ami replied, not really looking at her friend as she recalled the conversation they’d had with the priestess at lunch. At the news of her later appointment, Serena’s face dropped. Her stomach was already complaining that it was hungry and if they held their meeting at six, she’d miss dinner and would be forced to have the scraps that were left. However before she could complain, a bizarre sound reached her ears. At first it sounded like squeaking but when she listened closer, Serena could swear she heard heavy breathing, perhaps even moaning.
“Hey Ami, can you hear that?”
Looking up, the aqua-haired beauty gaze a nod. “I think it’s coming from over there.” She whispered, pointing towards a partially open class-room door.
For a moment, Serena considered leaving. If two students were engaging in a secret tryst, and she and Ami were caught peeping by either them or a patrolling teacher, there was no telling how much trouble they might be in, but the gossiping girl within her wouldn’t be dissuaded by such insignificant facts. To witness such people engaged in forbidden carnal activity could prove to yield her useful information so without looking at Ami, she quickly tip-toed forward.
Ignoring her friends protest’s while being as quiet as she could in her approach, the blond got down onto one knee and put her eye to the crack. She had to fight not to scream as she took in the scene that was taking place in the class-room.
Two of her classmates, Tai Ukora and Amano Criffin by the looks of it, were sitting at their desks. From what Serena could recall, they’d been some off the many students to of received detentions from their newest members of the teaching staff, but they most certainly weren’t writing lines like she’d of expected. Instead they had their trousers down and, Serena couldn’t help but blush when she saw how their very erect genitalia were being used by two very notable individuals…
“Oh…my…god! Is that Miss Pollux and her Assistant?” Ami asked, having over grown her discomfort and followed her friend to the door. Yet barely able to keep her voice down as she took in the sight, Serena had to clasp a hand over the girl’s mouth before she could give them both away.
“Ssssshhhhh…Ami we have to keep quite. If they catch us, we’ll be in deep trouble.” The blonde warned, waiting until she saw Ami nod her head franticly before she released her and turned her attention back towards the display. Deep down, Serena new they should run for it but she couldn’t bring herself to turn away from the show. There was just something about watching the forbidden act which made her feel so… hot.
Although Tai and Castor were at too funny an angle for her to see everything clearly, the way Amano was splayed across the table with Miss Pollux atop him gave her the best angle with which to watch as the teacher descended upon him. Her entire body going rigid as she watched the substitute move, lowering herself to his base and then rising up until only the head remained inside of her before doing it all over again. Looks of ecstasy began etching across their faces as bounding up and down with slow bursts of erotic energy, Pollux rode Serena’s classmate with a fervid passion.
“We should go.” Said Ami suddenly, interrupting her friend’s dreamy trance as she began tugging at her clothing, trying to lure the blondes eyes away from the sight before they could sink any deeper in this mess. Although she didn’t exactly want to leave the free show, Serena had to admit that Ami had a point and with one last look at the intense orgy she… only Serena never took her eyes off the site.
Something was very wrong with what she saw. It almost looked like Castor was melting. Her clothing had all but been erased from her body, its fabric turning to smoke and leaving nothing more than a scantily formed magenta garment which Serena was amazed could even fit the TA’s voluptuous form. The hue of her skin was darkening to such an extent that she actually looked to be turning a deep tinge of orange while something that resembled a lot like a tail sprouted forth from the base of her spine.
“Serena! Come on, we need to get out of here before they notice us… On no, Castor and Miss Pollux are Youma.” Ami gasped, having grown anxious with Serena’s stalling and returned to retrieve her. But seeing just what had caught her friend’s attention, she too found herself rooted to the spot and was unable to move. “They…They must be feeding on Tai and Amano. We need to do something before they get away.”
Nodding her head in agreement, Serena began to back away from the door. “Yea…Umm call Rei and tell her that we need her help. Well wait until the boys are unconscious and then attack.”
* * * * * *
Grinning wickedly, Castor threw Tai’s unconscious body to the floor, next to his equally unconscious friend. It would be some time before they’d wake up and even then, they’d have no memory of the feeding. Neither she nor her sister needed to hurry in taking their leave.
“It’s such a shame. They were pretty good, for humans.” She murmured, her eyes running over their naked bodies as she sought to fix their every contour in her memory. Of all the boys they’d lured into their trap, so far these had been the best.
“Come sister, lets return this energy to Nephrite.” Pollux said angrily, having already grown impatient with her twin’s melancholy. As much as she enjoyed gathering the energy they needed from these insignificant beings, she had better things to do than dwell on it. They still had to hunt down those irritating pests, Sailor Moon and her two lackeys. Destroying them should prove far more interesting than gathering energy from a few humans. “We can always find more human toys once we’ve completed our mission….”
“Not so fast Evil doer!” Someone yelled, interrupting the blue Youma before she could finish and making both demons look around in surprise. Too their immense surprise and delight, they saw that three figures were standing in the doorway. Dressed in almost identical outfits, they looked like characters from some children’s video game and could only really be recognised by their very different hair styles.
“Well speak of the devil.” Pollux muttered as her smile grew wicked and her eyes slowly admired the girls’ attractive figures. Excitement causing her veins to burn like molten Lava as she slowly looked up from their milky white thighs to their captive breasts, which stretched against the material of their uniforms and practically showed all that they had to offer with absolutely no sense of discretion.
“You’re rotten ways are like a noose around your neck.” Said the girl on the right; a fiery eyed vixen with long black hair that cascaded down her back, and wore a red miniskirt that matched her high heels. “I am Sailor Mars!”
“They will grow tighter with every breath you take.” Proclaimed the girl on the left, whose hair was as blue and short as her skirt, but with deep azure eyes that her outfit made very hard to believe. “I am Sailor Mercury!”
“Until you are punished for your crimes!” Said their leader; a tallish girl standing in the centre of the three whose blonde hair was held up by two red pieces that made it fall back down to earth in two long tails. “I am Sailor Moon, the champion of justice. And in the name of the moon, I will right wrong and triumph over evil… and that means you!” It was an inspiring speech, but neither Youma looked at all put off by the theatrics however, in-fact their smiles almost to widen as they watched the scouts assume their poses. This was the moment they had been waiting for, the moment they would finally be tested against their most feared of enemies.
Sailor Moon took in the demons lack of concern with a foul mood. Ever since she had learnt about her destiny and the horrors of her past, Serena had grown to completely despise Beryl and her cronies. Their contempt for life had proven to be extremely annoying but the fact that these two actually had the nerve to view her and her friends as amusement was more than she could stand. Anger flooded her system and she stepped forward without thinking as she prepared to attack the Youma with her Tiara. However, she never noticed the discarded book that was lying at her feet and as her boot touched its cover, the book skidded away, causing her to loose balance. With a cry, she fell forward and hit her head on a nearby desk; knocking her unconscious.
“Sailor Moon!” Ami and Rei cried, surprised by their leader’s lack of grace and completely missing the Youma twins launching their tails towards them as they rushed to aid the downed Princess. The stretching limbs coiled around the two scouts like immense serpents, immobilising them as they encircled their arms and torsos, effectively pinning their limbs to their sides as Castor and Pollux effortlessly picked up the captured scouts with little effort.
“Well, would you look at what we have here Castor.” Pollux sneered, hoisting Rei up with her tail until the squirming scout’s feet no longer touched the floor. “We came here to do a bit of fishing and what do we find? Sailor scouts on the hook.”
“I don’t know, Pollux.” Castor commented, using the muscles in her tail to dangle Ami like a fish as she slowly turned the struggling scout around, examining her from back to front before continuing. “They seem rather…small. Should we just throw them back?” Hunger lit up the blue demon’s eyes and with a manic laugh, she reached out and cupped the weight of Mar’s breasts in her hands.
“Oh…I think these will do fine.” She said, running her fingers over the priestess’s covered nipples and smirking as she saw the shiver run through her.
“Take your filthy hands off me! You dammed dirty monster.” Rei gasped, suddenly fighting not to moan as she felt her body betray her; her nipples visibly hardening under the Youma’s skilled touch. Despite the furry in her voice, Pollux merely smiled before slapping the dark haired scout across the face with the back of her hand.
“Silence Sailor slut!” She ordered before roughly pulling on one of the scout’s nipples. “When this is all other, you’ll be begging me for more.” Rei couldn’t help but moan as the action sent bolts through her nerves with shocking ferocity.
“Rei!” Ami cried, still struggling against the clutch of Castor’s tail. Desperately, she tried to break free but the coils that were already wrapped around her held tight and she forced to watch in horror as the blue Youma continued to torment her friend. That was, at least, until Castor noticed her struggles.
“Don’t worry your pretty blue head about her,” she whispered whilst pulling the bound girl closer, not stopping until her lips were next to Ami’s ear. “She loves it.” She had timid her words perfectly and, as if on cue, a much louder moan was drawn from Rei when Pollux started wildly groping both her breasts through her leotard. “And I have my own plans for you, my precious.” With wide, questioning eyes, Ami looked up at Castor but no sooner had she than Castor’s lips were suddenly upon hers in bruising kiss.
Rei couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, her entire body felt like it was on fire. A hot, burning fire that had stolen all thought from her body and left her quivering with delight as she bathed in the sensations that Pollux’s fingers sent coursing through her veins. Dimly, she was aware of Ami’s voice sounding out in the distant, the familiar cords electing some recollection within her but it wasn’t enough to tip the scales back in her favour and she was compelled to dwell in a form of purgatory, frozen, trapped between desire and disgust.
“Mmmmm…Such beautiful tits,” Pollux whispered, licking her lips as she pulled on one of Rai’s nipples with a little extra force; causing the priestess to gasp. “Why Sailor Mars, are you enjoying this?”
“N…No!” gasped Rei; her infamous pride still too great to allow such a slur pass unanswered. “I could never do such a shameful thing.” However, her half hearted words were not enough to convince the lustful Pollux.
“I can’t believe that someone as pure as you Sailor Scouts would get turned on by having a hot Youma like me squeezing their tits.” She sneered. “Go on, say that you want it. Say that you want me pulling and twisting your hard nipples while I play with your tits. Come on; say it and I’ll give you more of this…”
“Oh God!” Rei’s eyes burst open as the moan passed her lips. A shock of pleasure had hit her with the force of a stampede as the Youma twisted her nipple another time, throwing all her inhibitions and pride to the wind as every nerve in her body buzzed with ecstasy. “Don’t stop! Please, don’t stop squeezing it!”
Castor’s tongue barged through Ami’s lips with little trouble, delving into the sapphire haired scout’s delectable cavern and teasing her muscle with light strokes and cresses; causing goose pimples to form across Ami’s skin as she tried not to moan. The Youma could practically taste the girl’s purity, its divine essence was sweeter than anything she had ever tasted and made her hunger for this fragile creature grow all the more ravenous.
It took all that Ami had not to give in to the Youma’s kiss. She could hear Rei’s moans; feel the desire that was flooding her as she was assaulted in the worst of ways, the flames that ignited within her core and bathed all that surrounded her in an intense wanton light. But still Ami resisted. She needed to hold out, if not for the sake of her chastity, then for the sake of Sailor Moon. Once these monsters were done with her and Rei, they would undoubtedly turn on the scouts’ leader and if she were still unconscious, the Princess would not have a chance. She needed to hold out as long as she could; she needed to buy Sailor Moon the time to wake.
“Mmm…Your delicious my sweet.” Castor finally muttered, braking the kiss as she pulled away to look down on the weakly struggling youth. Her forehead had already began to perspire from the strain of resisting and her sapphire locks of hair had began to adhere to her skin as she breathed out hot puffs of air. Sailor Mercury already looked like she had been ravaged and the sight of her in such a state caused a new sensation to begin in the lower portion of her abdomen. Discomfort began to set in and she could already feel something, something she was not accustomed to, stretching against the body of her magenta thong. Curiosity compelled her to look down and there, she saw to her amazement that a prominent bulge had formed at the front of her undergarment. ‘So, this is what Nephrite had in mind when he told us of our mission.’ She thought, unable to keep the smile from her face as she imagined what the lieutenant must have had in mind when he gave both she and Pollux these new devices. ‘How terribly perverse of him…’
With a wicked grin, she pulled on the muscles of her tail and sent Ami whizzing across the room and crashing into the door with a yelp of pain. She was on her again though in a matter of moments, appearing behind the winded scout with a sudden burst of speed, she slammed her chest against the closed door with her palm before reaching beneath the Scout’s blue skirt and groping one of the firm globs of her arse checks. Massaging the teen’s flawless rump, Castor couldn’t help but moan lowly as she took in its sheer perfection. Never had she encountered one so flawless, the sight of the girl’s creamy complexion and succulent curves made her so hot that she just couldn’t resist.
Lifting the blue materiel, Castor couldn’t help but chuckle when she saw the matching thong that the Scout was wearing. Who’d of ever thought a Sailor scout would wear such a undergarment? Taking a moment to savour the sight before reaching down, she ripped the garment away like it was made of nothing more than tissue paper, causing Ami to hiss in pain as Castor brought it up to her lips and took a deep breath of her sent.
“Mmmmm…You have such a delicious aroma.”
Ami couldn’t believe what she seeing and her eyes had grown a wide as saucers as she watched the fiend breath in the air of her panties, unable to tear her eyes away even as her mind screamed for her to try and break free whilst the Youma was distracted; nor secretly did she want to. She couldn’t explain it, didn’t want to believe that a part of her found the sight to be so incredibly alluring that she didn’t want to leave.
Excited by the scout’s deceleration, Pollux reached forward and with a wave of her talons, tore great gashes in the fabric of Rei’s leotard; causing her ample cleavage to burst free as the weakened elastic was unable to contain them. Crying out, the dark haired temptress pulled one of her arms free of the bind and tried to cover herself with her arm but was unable to withstand the Blue skinned Youma’s might as she easily pulled the obstruction away. Completely exposed to the monstrous being’s gaze, shame quickly stained her skin a deep red as she felt the heat of Pollux’s stare fall on her giggling breasts.
“What beautiful tits you have Sailor Mars,” Pollux complemented, her full lips forming a wide smile as she bent her head down to them. “I simply must have a taste of one.”
Rei wanted to scream out as she felt the Youma’s tongue quickly graze her nipple, its wet tip circling her painfully hard bud before disappearing back into her mouth.
“You’re delicious.” Was all Pollux could utter before her head fell between the full orbs of Rei’s breasts. Like a purring feline, she languished in the narrow valley whilst rubbing her smooth checks against the scout’s bountiful cleavage. They were like marshmallows, and she had enormous amounts of fun burying her face between them before inhaling a deep breath; taking in the musky scent of the girl’s arousal as she turned her head to the side and began hungrily kissing exposed flesh.
The contact sent a shiver running from Rei’s breast to the molten pit of her core, causing a low series of grunts to escape the priestess as she felt Pollux’s mouth dance around the bud of her nipple. The feel of the Youma’s heated breath washing over her skin, tickling her senses as she lightly nipped across the globes of her breasts, was so illicitly divine that Rei was sure her nipples were growing harder by the second and as much as her pride refused to believe it; she couldn’t deny that a part of her enjoyed the torture.
“You will pay for this, monster…” she gasped, her dark chocolate eyes beginning to glaze over as she gazed down at Pollux with a look that she hoped to be one of contempt but Pollux merely chuckled.
“Only time will tell, my pet.” she whispered before capturing Rei’s nipple between her teeth and giving it a gentle tug. Surprised, the priestess couldn’t stop her cry of pleasure as her back arched up into the Youma’s waiting mouth, unwittingly begging her for more. “My you are quite the wanton trollop, aren’t you little sailor slut?” Rei was only dimly aware of the Youma’s words. Heat gripped her body in spasms of greedy desire and with every twirl of the blue demon’s tongue; she could feel herself slipping away into a deep pool of burning ecstasy. Its insatiable depths dulling her reactions to such a pitch that she never noticed when the coils about her arms were loosened, the deceivingly muscular body of Pollux’s tail unravelling itself from about her as the Youma lowered her down on a desk.
The cold surface of the previously unattended desk sent a shock through Rei’s body but it could do little to quench the fiery desire that raged within her and soon a song of moans were flowing from her lips as she squirmed wildly beneath the ministrations. Sensing her prey’s resistance slipping, Pollux doubled her attentions by pushing the magnificent orbs together and flicking the pebbled buds with her tongue before sucking on them with a fierce suction. In a matter of seconds, the seductive Youma had Rei moaning with almost no control as a fresh dose of heat rushed through her body. Entranced and loving every second of the sweet torture, she could only moan and arch up into Pollux’s mouth while she slowly spread the priestess’s athletic legs and shifted between her soft thighs.
As her lips and tongue continued to tease the scout’s trapped nipples, her free hand slid down her body, passing down over her hip, trailing over the red skirt and onto the mid of her thigh. With a feather light touch, her fingers began to move back up the scape, gathering the material as she went. Slipping her hand beneath the bunched up skirt, Pollux couldn’t help but moan when she felt the damp material. The slut was so wet that she was amazed she hadn’t noticed it earlier and just the thought of her sopping wet pussy made her own painfully hard arousal twitch. She had to have her; she couldn’t stand the suspense a moment longer.
Feeling the Youma’s slow ministrations as her hand travelled across her core, Rei thought she might just die in a fiery storm of passion. The fiery ropes of passion that it caused to burn through her were so inexplicitly divine that she couldn’t help but throw her hips off the table as she arched up into… And then her world seemed to freeze as she felt the heavy weight of Pollux’s arousal pressing against her burning loins.
Sinking down onto her knee’s, Castor’s mouth began to water as she looked up at Sailor Mercury’s delectable and very wet, pussy. The air was thick with the musky scent of desire and it filled her mind with lust as with a deep breath, she inhaled the aroma. It was tantalisingly sweet and the red Youma began to feel light headed as her hunger for Scout mounted. She had to taste her sweet pussy and like a serpent, she flicked her tongue along the teen’s core; causing Ami’s breath to catch as she realised what the demon was up to. Eyes widening, she opened her mouth to speak but all that came was a low groan as Castor’s almost ghostly soft tongue sent a bolt of ecstasy through her body.
“Please…Mmmmm…Stop…I don’t want…Mmmmm…stop,” Ami finally moaned, her fingers tightening on the timber frame as she tried to fight the sensations Castor’s devious muscle teased her centre.
Hearing the scout cry out in such a needy tone, Castor dropped the subtle tactics and slid her tongue between Ami’s folds and over her clit. The contact caused a wave of pleasure to crash into the girl’s body and she couldn’t help but whimper in pleasure as she literally began shaking with unrealised anticipation. It was obvious she wanted it, even if her mind hadn’t quite caught up to the fact. “You’re so sweet,” the Youma whispered, her hot breath washing over the teen’s skin as she happily drank up the girl’s natural juices. Her greedy tongue sliding down from the girl’s clit to tease her core, moving at an agonizingly slowly pace until she reached the entrance and went back up, and then repeating the process again and again. “I could just eat you all day long.”
Hearing the Youma’s voice, Ami twisted her head round to see the semi naked creature knelt between her buttocks, a shiver running down her spine as she watched her worm her face deeper into the valley of flesh. It was so erotic, to watch as the monster did such dirty things to her body, that she was unable to hold back her moans. Her darkening sapphire eyes quickly falling shut as the vision brought forth new pleasures and she unknowingly began arching her body up against the door.
“Oooooh…Mmmmmm…Oh God…Oh God…Oh stop…Don’t lick me there!” The scout gasped, trembling slightly as she felt the Youma’s tongue begin to probe a little deeper within her core. “No! I… I don’t want this.”

“Yes you do, Sailor Slut.” Castor growled, her full lips curving into a smile even as she began gently tugging at Ami’s sensitive clit. “You want it and your practically dripping at just the thought of me licking you dry.”
Ami’s eyes opened wide at the sensation. She was close, so close that she could already feel the climactic release gathering in the pit of her belly and as soon as the Youma touched her clit, she couldn’t help bucking and writhing against her. The feeling of it was beyond anything she could have imagined and her cries of pleasure grew louder with every touch of her tongue.
“Y…No! I…” Her cries of protest ceased when the Youma suckled her small bundle of nerves and made a low rumbling Mmm...That reverberated through her like a great earth-quake. Trapped in throws of indescribable ecstasy, her head fell back and her mouth began opening and closing in a silent scream as shocks of pleasure crashed into her body. “Oooooh…Mmmmmm…Oh God…Oh God…Oh…please…don’t stop…”
“I’m sorry, what was that?” Castor asked teasingly, stopping her ministrations for a moment as she look up at the girl from beneath the curve of her backside. “I think I must have misheard, did you just say…Don’t Stop?”
“Yes! Yes I want it! Please, let me cum!” Ami cried, no longer caring about anything besides her own pleasure as the last fragments of her resistance faded away. “Please…oh please! I’m horny and I love what you’re doing to my body so please, just let me cum!” She begged as the words caused the Youma’s smile to broaden into a wide toothy grin. She was all hers now. And, Castor thought, not a moment too soon for she had grown tired of this game. Her achingly stiff arousal was in desperate need of its own release and as fun as the teasing was, it sure as hold couldn’t compare to what she had planned for this delectable morsel.
With that in mind, she decided that it was finally time to finish the girl off and a fresh shock suddenly ran through Ami as Castor resumed sucking her bud. The wet tip of her tongue expertly swivelling around the engorged bundle of nerves while she watched in avid fixation as the scout climb levels of inconceivable pleasure, wailing incoherent words more and more as the sensations mounted within her.
“Oh…. I’m going to….. Oh… Almost….” Ami suddenly moaned, her hips shaking violently as she approached her climax, added of course by the devious Youma’s ministrations. “Oh yes! Fuck! Oh, god! Oh, god! Oh! Oh! Ah! Ah! Uhhrrrggghhh!”

From the way her thighs had so suddenly clenched around her, Castor knew she had found one of the girl’s sweet spots and she began focusing all her attention on that one spot; moving continuously to reach every part of her pleasure point. Relentless and unyielding, she overlooked nothing in the passionate race to bring the girl to her peak and her wicked tongue only grew more ravenous as she felt Ami’s legs begin shaking.

“Oohhhhh Yesssss! It’s so Goooooddddd!!! I…I think…I’m going to climax!” Ami cried, her body practically quiver with anticipation for the impending pleasure as it mounted like the waters of a well inside of her. Its burning depths drawing dangerously close to the rim, threatening to over spill at any moment and drown her in whirling pool of ecstasy as Castor’s tongue flicked back and forth over her clitoris. It was just so incredible that no fibre of her being could resist and now she couldn’t even remember why she had been so keen to resist. Nothing so evil could ever feel this good…. “OOOHHHHHHH I’M CUMMIIINNNGGG!!!!!!!!”
With a conceited smirk playing across her lips, Castor happily drank down the scout’s climax like it were warm milk before stepping back and watching amusedly as the dazed scout slumped against the wall. It had been a fun game while it lasted but now she was ready for the coup-de-grace and hooking the tip of her tail around the elastic of her stretched thong; she slid the garment down her thighs. Free at last from its suffocating prison, her arousal stood proud with a layer of pre-cum covering its bulbous head. ‘Oh yes. This is going to be very fun indeed. Now prepare yourself Sailor Mercury…’
Frozen in fear, Rei couldn’t move and she looked up at Pollux with wide, fearful eyes. She could feel the heat of the Youma’s shaft radiating through the thin fabric of their lower garments, tickling her most private of places as it pressed against her with increasing force. She dreaded what was about to transpire, but deep down, a part of her longed for it and it was that part of her that caused her hips to roll slightly.
The scout’s motion caused a wide smile to spread across Pollux’s lips and she reached down and with one wave of her talons, cut their silken thongs to ribbons. Freed at last from its suffocating prison, her bright blue erection shot up like a train and the Youma couldn’t help moaning as a fresh rush of sensations overtook her. But with her mind elsewhere, Pollux’s concentration began to dip and thus her tail began to loosen its coil hold and it was at that moment when life returned to Rei.
Realising this might be her only chance, the Scout of Mars slowly began to wriggle free but before she could completely rid herself of the limbs clutch; it began to tighten once more as a chillingly familiar voice said. “And just where do you think your sneaking off to my pet?”
Unable to escape the reforming clutch of the Youma’s tail, Rei could think of only one thing left for her to do and so, she pulled her arms up with her index fingers together.
Fire Soul!” She cried, trying to feed the attack with her fury as a stream of fire erupted from her finger tips and spiralled up into Pollux’s face. The attack hit the Youma full force but her spirit lacked the enthusiasm needed to deal a fatal blow and the demon was merely knocked back. Panicking at her failure, Rei rolled onto her hands and knees but before she could scurry away; the Youma’s hand shot out and tore long strips from her skirt as she tried to stop her escaping.
For the briefest of moments, Rei thought she had escaped but then her skirt was completely pulled away as Pollux’s hand shot out again and this time, her aim was golden. Shocked by the swiftness of the assault, she unwittingly paused as numbness set in along the reddening skin of her thighs and the demon took full advantage of it by reaching out with her other hand and taking a fistful of the Scout’s leotard. Although elasticated, the material of the top was no match for a Youma’s talons and it tore easily.
Hissing in pain as she felt the blue demon’s claws scratch across her back, the priestess tried again to get away but she slipped on the ruined material of her cloths and Pollux had no trouble in catching her hips. Dragging the struggling girl back, she pressed her arousal between the full globes of the girl’s arse, trailing it against the folds of her core before mercilessly thrusting it inside her.
“NOOOO!!!” Cried Rei, tears rolling down her cheeks as the sensation of the Youma’s dick stretching her inner-walls hit her like a burning locomotive. She knew her first time would hurt but never had she imagined it’d be like this. Yes there was pain, but it was short and it stabbed her like the blade of a dagger, the heat of it far outweighed that. The presence of the shaft inside of her burned with the intensity of a sun and it radiated through her with the intensity of such as Pollux began to withdraw. There was no time for her to adjust and she found herself being hit by a storm of hell-fire that knocked all the sense from her body.
“Ohhh! You’re so tight!” Pollux groaned, tightening her grip on the scout’s milky thighs as the priestess’s burning arousal coated her pulsating cock. Hungry for more, the Youma pushed deeper into her channel before pulling out in one long motion, giving Rei less than a second to catch her breath before starting to plough into her core like some wild beast.
“No! Pull it out! Please…I don’t want this!”
It felt like the monster was trying to rip Rei in two. Violent and savage, its thrusts pushed deeper and deeper inside of her with bruising force and it was like nothing the raven haired beauty had ever come to expect of her first time. The fire in her hips burned with an all new intensity every time the creature entered her and the shame of violation made her cringe, but for all her will and tenacity, she just couldn’t resist the thrill she got from the tryst. The pain of it hurt but there was also something lurking just beneath the surface. Some torrid sensation that worked with the pain to create a sensation the likes of which she could never of imagined. A hybrid of the two rawest sensations, the feeling bathed the priestess in a new light and she felt her protests quickly dying away.
“Oh god, please forgive me grandpa. I can’t take this any-more…..It’s so hot…so good…Oh yes give me more!” Rei suddenly moaned, moving back to meet Pollux’s thrusts as she felt the Youma filling the depths of her core and bumping against her cervix with the force if a battering ram; causing the scout to let out a scream of desire that only made the demon’s hunger burn greater.
“That’s it Sailor Slut! You like it don’t you. Go on; tell me how good it feels to have my big cock fucking your virgin pussy.” Pollux snapped, her ivory white talons digging red lines across the scout’s milky thighs as she pulled the long length of her tapered cock from the tight depths before forcefully thrusting back inside. “Oh so tight, I’m going to keep fucking you till your sweet young body is in ruin!”
Rei wanted to protest to the Youma’s vulgar words but she couldn’t find the words and instead a stream of moans escaped her as the thrusts became faster and harder. The sex was so wild and primitive, she shouldn’t have liked it but this monster knew just how to inflict its malevolent pleasures upon her that she couldn’t resist.
“Oh Yes…More…More…I can’t bare it! It’s so…so hot…So great!” Mars wailed; her eyes almost rolling in their sockets as the wash of pleasure hit her body like a tsunami. She craved the sensation of being roughly filled and eagerly pushed back against the demon, her wild body meeting him again and again as she bucked and writhed like a charging mare. “Oh…It’s so hot…I’m melting…Oh god my body’s melting! Ohhh yesss…fuck me harder you damned monster! ”
“Yea, that’s it slut. Tell me how much you like getting raped by my big Youma cock!” Demanded Pollux; visibly licking her lips as she watched the teen’s gorgeous rump dance along the length of her arousal. The scout’s tight sheath was like a furnace and the feeling of it wrapping around her flesh was incredible and she accomplished the girl’s requests without a moment’s pause. Driving the phallus forward as she grasped Rei’s hips like her life depended on it; the Youma stepped up her moments and began almost driving the teen into the desk as she furiously pummelled her slick canal. For a moment she wondered gleefully if she might be hurting the scout but the renewed effort only made Rei’s moans grow louder and soon she was practically screaming with delight as Pollux fucked her with enough force to break the fragile desk.
The stream of pleasure endued cries continued to flow from the Priestess while she lost herself in the pleasure, her delirious cries punctured only occasionally by some ill formed profanity as she mounted the crest of a divine peak. Nothing could compare to this feeling and she welcomed it with all her body and mind as a fresh wash of ecstasy pushed her all the more closer.
The sudden clenching of Mar’s inner walls drew an involuntary moan from the Youma and she struggled to keep herself from climaxing as the slick walls began working her organ with a fresh vigour. Yet it became near impossible for her to fend off the impending release when her prey began to chant a cry of “Oh baby…go in deeper…oh god…deeper…deeper!” The sound was like music to her ears and Pollux’s eyes fell shut as the well of pleasure bubbling away in her loins approached the brim of her being.
“Yea you love my cock don’t you Sailor Slut.” She gasped, releasing one of her grips on the scout’s hips and leaning forward ever so slightly to coil the limb about her waist. Devious fingers moved with expert grace to cup Mar’s mound before finding her clit as she continued to wildly thrust into her from behind. “Now cum…cum…CUM!!!
Rei roared like a tigress as the contact sent a spike of pleasure pulsing through her body and, barley aware of the world around her, she thrashed about in passion as Pollux’s fingers mercilessly worked her nub. Pulling at sensitive bud before rolling it between the pads of her fingers, the Youma worked both of the scout’s hot spots in perfect rhythm; her cock burning a furious path inside the teen’s core whilst her fingers continued to torment the erect bundle of nerves.
“Oh God! So hot…I’m…I’m going to cum… oh yes…harder…harder….I’m Cumming…oh god yes I’m cumming!” Mars yelled; her voice barely recognisable as she basked in the waves of delight. Her body was convulsing and every minimal movement made her shake until she could stand no more. Throwing her head back, a barely audible scream passed her lips as the incomparable delight of getting savagely fucked into unconsciousness knocked her mind blank.
Pollux’s hips continued their thrusts, her elegant cock sinking over and over again into the tight depths even as the scout’s convulsing walls closed around her. The action drew a long moan from her throat every time however and soon it became too much for the demon. When the burning channel clamped firmly upon her length, subduing the release became impossible and she howled out in her own completion; her long cock spilling forth a tide of burning fluid inside her unconscious victim.
Across the chamber, for the most part Castor had been more than happy to just stand back and watch as her sister when to work on the dark haired scout; enjoying the sight of their enemy’s defeat but also unable to deny the perverse pleasure she got from watching the show. Although this was the first time they had had the chance to use the ingenious devices that were prominent between their legs, she had always secretly admired her sister’s undeniable skills. She was, without a doubt, a master when it came to seduction and intercourse.
Suddenly, a low whimper drew her back to the world of the living. Casting her gaze back to the still whimpering Sailor Mercury, she felt a shiver run through her nerves as admired the Scout’s creamy peach like rump. At last, she had the chance to live out one of her all time fantasies.
With a gleeful smirk, she moved forward and positioned herself behind the scout. Taking a hold of her hips, she parted the full mounds and pressed the head of her cock against the girl’s anus.
Surprised by the sensation of something touching her rear, Ami looked back in alarm and saw to her horror that the Youma was positioned behind her. Alarm flared inside of her as she felt the weeping head begin forcing its way inside her.
“Oh God…What are you doing?” She asked, barely able to keep a voice level as a shock of agony hit her like a lightning bolt from the intrusion.
“I’m about to fuck your tight light virgin ass, Sailor slut.” Castor gloated, tightening her grasp on her creamy thighs as she felt the girl squirm and holding her in place as she pushed into her arse.
“No! Not that. Please anything but thaaahhhhhh!” Her plea turned to a cry of anguish as she felt her body opening its gates to the demon in a way she had never believed possible. The pain of it was excruciating and for a moment she feared it might bring about her death as Castor pushed forward and plunged the head of her arousal into her tight rump. Unfortunately for Ami, there was no time for her to adjust to the sensation and she could only release a hoarse cry as she felt her arse being thrust apart by the demon’s swollen sex, the thick length forcing its way inside her and filling the tight crevice completely.
When at last she was fully sheathed within the tight embrace of the scout’s rump; Castor let out a long moan. The tight muscles of the sapphire haired teen’s anus were pressing around her shaft, desperately trying to force the foreign object to leave, but she revelled in the tight confines and drank in every sensation it sent up her cock. It was too tight a fit for her to move comfortably but the Youma didn’t care about comfort and she started to withdraw. Pulling out until only the head remained inside; she began building a rhythm by thrusting back inside.
“Aaahhh…Stop It…Your hurting me.” Ami sobbed, tears visibly rolling down her checks as she felt the dry heat moving through her like a fire. She’d heard some of the gossiping girls in the halls talking about anal sex and knew she needed to relax, but the pain was so intense that she couldn’t help struggling to free herself from this unwanted onslaught. However, she only succeeded in grinding herself further onto the invading shaft.
“Oh yeah, my dick feels great in your ass!” Castor declared, letting out a long moan as she felt the scout’s antics press her cock even deeper within the cavern. She could feel the scout’s horror at being violated in such a manner and it only served to feed her sexual delight as she began to pick up the pace. Thrusting in and out of the girl’s tight arse, the Youma had to struggle against releasing her liquid lust into the teen to soon. Especially when she felt the scout’s body beginning to relax before she started to grind herself back onto the throbbing shaft.
Blinking past tears, Ami desperately tried to make sense of things as she felt the tendrils of something new and exciting building within her belly. Despite the anguish of having her rear so savagely defiled, she began to find a strange sort of pleasure in the feeling as her body adjusted to the presence inside of her. Goose bumps spread across her creamy skin and before long she found herself taking in sharp breaths as she relaxed alight. Pleasure and pain were becoming foreign concepts as the two sensations mixed together to form something entirely new and robbed her of her sense of the world.
“No…Stop…No more! I can’t take it!” She moaned, unconsciously pushing her body back against the Youma’s thrusts. The demon’s arousal was so thick that it stretched her neither hole to dimensions she’d never thought feasible, yet all she felt now was a delectable sense of fullness and the harder and faster he thrust, the more she moaned out her pleasure. “Oh God! Why is it so good?”
“That’s it slut. Give yourself over to the pleasure of me fucking your ass.” Castor goaded, her lips turning upwards as she watched with immense amusement as the previously sweet and innocent sailor scout lost her inhibitions and with it, whatever remained of her will to resist. “Come on, beg me for more! Tell me you want more of my cock in your ass! Tell me you want to get fucked!”

“No…I Won’t. I couldn’t want such a disgraceful thing…I…” Ami’s voice broke and a long moan flowed stead as she felt the tip of the demon’s tail graze her clit. The touch was light but it was enough and sparks flew behind her cloudy blue eyes as she felt the duel pleasures crash into her body with incredible force. “I want it. Oh please…give me more…more in my ass…more!”

“That’s a good slut. Now be honest and you’ll have more.” The Youma promised, tightening her hold on the girl’s hips as her own pounded into the shapely mounds and thrust the shaft in and out of her like a piston. Bruises had begun to form across the creamy skin yet Ami could only moan and her beautifully shaped arse jiggled every time the demon’s shaft was thrust inside her like a great hot poker. “Do you like the way my cock is stretching your ass?”
“Uh…yes! Oh yes!” The scout cried, bucking her hips against the Youma in delight. For her, nothing existed beyond this forbidden tryst and she was so lost in its burning depths that she could feel every vein, rib and edge on the Youma’s cock as it buried in and out of her depths like a writhing serpent. No longer could she remember the war between Sailor Moon and Queen Beryl, that now her friends were in danger. All she cared about was that the demon kept fucking her arse, and the furious pool of pleasure which was welling up in her abdomen.
“Uh…that’s it Slut! Take my Youma cock up your ass!” grunted Castor, her breath now coming in ragged gasps as she fault to remain in control. However every thrust was a battle and a half and the demon could already feel her release approaching as beads of sweat literally rolled down her skin. “Take it like the slut you are! Make me cum in your tight asshole”
Ami felt like she was on fire, an intense passion was burning through her body and all she could do was moan out her pleasure as Castor’s cock reached previously untouched areas of her body. Still squeezing the threshold of the class-room door for dear life, the force of the demon’s thrusts pushed her near naked body against the barrier, the rough surface teasing her nipples even as she ground herself back against the shaft.
“Ooooohhhhhhh…My Butt…My butt is filled with all you dick. Please fuck me more!” She cried, enduring the frantic rhythm of their bodies as, grunting like an animal, the Youma took her with a savagery no human could ever match. It felt as though the monster was going to tear her apart and she loved every minute of it. “Oh god…YES! Oh fuck my butt! Oh I’m going to climax…oh god I’m cumming!”
Castor could feel the molten passion building within herself as she threw all her power into destroying the girl’s body. She knew she was too close to continue fighting its inevitable release but she didn’t care. All that mattered to her now was that by any means necessary, she needed to succeed in defeating her enemy. There could be no failure, and with that in mind she continued to thrust into her prey hard and fast until Ami’s entire body was rocked by spasms as she screamed her release to all within earshot. The force of the scout’s climax hit Castor like a meteor shower and, consumed by the way the tiny opening suddenly began pulsing around her, the demon’s own climax exploded through her. With a load howl, the demon’s cock released wave after wave of her creamy essence into the girl’s bowls.
For several moments, the room was filled with the sound of panting as both Youma came down from their respective climax, neither seeming to either care or notice that their exploits had thrown both scouts into unconsciousness. Indeed, The fact only seemed to dawn upon Castor when her softening arousal slipped from Mercury’s rear and she quite literally fell at her feet.
“Well sister, it seems our fun has come to an end.” Smirked Castor; her gaze lingering for a moment on the unconscious beauty’s trembling body before turning back to her twin with a sadistic smile playing across her lips. “Should we kill them now?”
“Yes.” Pollux replied, however her voice betrayed a hint of reluctance and as she looked down upon the naked body of Sailor Mars, it was clear she’d of preferred not to slay the beauty. “It’s a shame, she was so much fun to play with.”
“I know Sister, I know. We probably won’t find any who can match up to them on this whole shitty planet.” Continuing to grumble under her breath as she walked across the chamber, Castor never noticed the way Sailor Moon’s body was slowly moving across the floor. “But it is out of our hands. Queen Beryl gave strict instructions that the Sailor scouts were to be destroyed should they get in our way.”
Pollux nodded in agreement though she continued to wear her look of displeasure until her twin came to stand by her. She wanted to object to destroying such enjoyable distractions but lacked the stupidity required to voice those doubts. Or maybe she just never had the chance to do so, no sooner had she met her sister’s gaze than a large book flew towards them. With a loud thump, the heavy tome crashed into the blue Youma’s face yet; failed to break her icy demeanour. Without a word said, the twins turned in the direction of the tossed book and saw that Sailor moon had regained consciousness and was holding a large pile of literature at her hip.
“Now this is how books should be used.” She said, her full lips raised in a confident smile that just about managed to hide the fear she felt at being on her own against the pair. Although she had fought solo before, never had she taken on two Youma at once. She’d need to be careful.
“Well look who’s finally woken up.” Castor sneered, her blood already starting to boil at the thought of taking on the leader of the Scouts. “Come sister, let’s get her…”
“Be careful Castor. Remember that this one is stronger than the others. She has destroyed so many of our kind.” Pollux warned, reaching out to restrain her sister even though she failed hide her own look of excitement. “Perhaps we should use our real power to take care of this one.
“Our real power?” Castor asked; her smile widening as she ran the idea through her mind. “What an excellent idea sister, it has been so long since we got to really test our powers.”
Serena watched the exchange with a growing sense of alarm. She wanted to throw another book but her arm felt heavy and she struggled to move it as she watched the two Youmas move closer together. Suddenly a bright light consumed the Youma and startled, she dropped the texts as a single thought ran through her mind. ‘Oh this can’t be good.’
Holding up her hand to shield her eyes against the brightness, Serena was forced to back away as the glow of the Youmas’ transformation lit up the darkening classroom with more intensity than the sun. This was defiantly not part of her plan.
She hadn’t quite known what to expect when she first blinked past the haze of unconsciousness. The air had had been musky and laced by a strong aroma as a strange chorus of sound filled the air but it wasn’t until she realised she was lying on something very cold and solid, that it dawned on the teen that she wasn’t at home in her lovely, soft bed.
It had taken just about all of her willpower not to scream when, looking up, she witnessed both of the Youma raping her two friends mercilessly. Common sense had screamed for her to run, but her legs had felt like lead weights and she was paralysed to the spot as she watched the perverse display. The things she saw were unspeakable and a blight on all that the sailor scouts stood for, but Serena just couldn’t take her eyes off them. She’d transfixed even when the red demon shoved the thing that looked remarkably like a boy’s penis into Ami’s butt, the sight causing an explosion of heat to erupt through her abdomen as her breath started to come quicker.
Only when it was all over had she been able to move. Snatching up the first thing that came to hand, she attacked the pair with everything she had. Now Serena was beginning to wonder whether a smarter idea would have been to run for it.
Suddenly, the light started to die and soon Serena could make out the dark silhouette of life within. Strange, their appeared to be only one but this creature was definitively larger than the previous two and the teen could clearly discern the rapid movement of two tails. Never before had she seen a Youma go through such a strange metamorphosis and at the thought of how monstrously powerful this thing must be, a shiver of fear tingled down her spin to cool the heat in her loins for good.
Doing her best to prepare for the inevitable battle, she began gathering her energy in the hope of being ready to attack before the demon could recover but in the blink of an eye, the monster’s shadow had vanished, even though its transformation’s effects had not. For a moment, she thought it was nothing but a trick of the light, but when the phosphorescence finally dimmed entirely and she saw that the area was indeed void of demons; Serena had just enough time to yell out before an immense force crashed into her side and threw her off her feet.
Crashing into a wall with the force of a battering ram, Serena was on the verge of blacking out by the time she landed in a heap. A fresh, darker haze of unconsciousness closing around her and obscuring her view of the monster as it came to stand before her. As her sensations waned, the reincarnated Princess tried desperately to wake up but the weight and pain of it all was so great that she struggled to rise.
She could see a tall, voluptuously built woman with violet skin and long locks of plum coloured hair. Two sets of glowing red eyes looked down at her, causing a sudden wash of fear to jolt through her, bringing her back to life just as the Youma snatched up both of her long ponytails and dragged her up to her knees with an iron hold. Bending forward, the demon lowered its face down to Serena’s level before taking a breath that was so deep she thought the creature may have been trying to suck the very air from her lungs.
“Behold our perfection.” The demon whispered; its voice now a melding of those of the Youma sisters. “You should be honoured; no one has set eyes on our true power in more than a millennium and we have long since forgotten the feel of what it’s like to be one. We shall certainly enjoy reacquainting ourselves with it on you.”
Stubborn to the end, Serena wanted to say something defiant but the words died in her throat when she suddenly felt two objects pressing into her stomach. Unable to master her curiosity, her big blue eyes darted down to see to the monstrous sight of the demon’s hard penises pressing against her flat belly. Poised like a skew ‘V’, the shafts pushed against her with unrelenting force and the teen could guess what the Youma had in mind.
“No…” She murmured; her words shaking as the tone of her voice was laced by fear and tears began to well up in the corners of her eyes. This was not how she wanted her first to be, she didn’t want to lose her virginity to some stinky cross-gender monster. However, her tears only made the demon’s smile widen and Serena could feel the added pressure to her hair as the Youma, not so gently, angled her to where it wanted her to be.
“Now open wide.” The Youma commanded, her demonic gaze twinkling with a wicked sense of glee as with a vicious tug, she yanked the princess’s head down onto the head of her erect alpha cock. Gasping, Serena tried to pull away but the demon’s hold was much too great for her to fight against and like the siege ram at the gates of some ancient castle, the demon’s phallus barged past her lips with bruising force and the teen’s eyes opened wide with horror as the rigid flesh forced its way down her throat. Gagging and fighting for air, Serena tried to scream but all she could produce was a low rumble that travelled along the demon’s arousal and hit her nerves like lightning bolts.
“Oh yea! That’s the way slut. Make me cum all over that pretty face of yours.”
Hearing the order, Serena wanted to protest but the Youma’s hold was still too strong for her to fight against. Or perhaps there was another reason. At that notion, the heroine quivered. Even though the object was near suffocating her, the feeling of it violating her orifice with such force made an unbearable heat rush through her body and the salty taste of its tip made her mouth water… ‘No…No…I can’t be enjoying this!” She thought, suddenly angry with herself as impulse to give-in to the demon almost took over. ‘I won’t give in to this monster!’
Finally after several long moments, the demon’s grip slacked enough for the princess to pull away and growing desperate for oxygen, she did so without a moment’s hesitation. However, before she could remove the phallus completely the Youma’s grip went taut and she was forced to keep the bulbous head between her lips. It certainly wasn’t freedom, but at least she could breathe again.
“That’s it Sailor Slut, now suck on my big dick you little whore.” As much as the idea sickened her, Serena decided that the best way to get out of this nightmare in one piece was to surrender to the monster’s demands.
Wanting to just get it over with as quickly as possible, the Princess slowly began to tighten her lips around the phallus as she began sucking on the velvety head like it were some ice lolly she’d just bought from a corner shop. The contact caused the Youma to suck in a ragged breath and Serena could not help but inwardly grin, unwittingly mistaking the inhalation as a sign of surprise rather than enjoyment. It pleased her to think that she could knock this abomination off guard, but it did not take long for the demon to quash those thoughts when it wrapped a clawed hand in her hair.
A wall of pressure slammed against her skull when the demon tried to take control and looking up, the teen shot her an evil look but it did little to help her situation. Quite the reverse in-fact as its face almost seemed to light up with dark glee as she met the girl’s hateful gaze, all the while increasing the pressure against Serena’s skull to try and force her lips down the aching flesh of her arousal.
Pain exploded in her neck as the force grew too great for her to fight against; daggers of ice prodded and poked at every nerve in her spine and the princess had no choice but to give in, slowly lowering her body to let her lips explore the territory. The salty taste of the demon’s arousal made her shiver as she found she enjoyed the flavour a little too much. Unconsciously snaking her tongue out along the organ’s ridge, she tried to gather up as much of the perspiration as she could before letting out a low rumble in her throat as the essence washed over her taste buds like thick syrup.
The added contact of the scout’s tongue made the Youma emit another moan and the force behind her hold on Serena’s head lessened, but the girl didn’t stop her motions. Encouraged by the pleasing taste of the salty pre-cum, she relaxed her throat and slowly slid her further down the column, taking as much of the Youma’s phallus as she could in one breath.
Feeling the weight of the Demon’s second erection pressing between the mounds of her breasts as her jaw stretched to its limit, Serena recoiled only until she could take another breath before sinking her mouth down the shaft again, falling into a rhythm that felt natural to her as she bobbed her head up and down. The truly sad thing was she was actually starting to enjoy pleasuring her enemy.
“Oh! That’s a good Sailor slut; I bet you just love sucking my cock!” Purred the Youma, her full lips peeling back to reveal the whites of her fangs as she basked in the pleasure of the girl’s oral assault. “Oh god come on, suck me more! I want to cum all over that pretty face of yours.”
Unable to resist the demon’s vulgar demands, Serena soon lost herself in her life’s surreal turn as she continued to engulf the thick column until her jaw could stretch no more around its thick body. She could feel the veins and layers of muscle travel beneath her lips like bumps each time she bent her head down the long shaft. It was so deliciously captivating that her eyes began to close and she never noticed the Youma’s swaying tails disappear from view. Moving as silently as the dead, the two thick limbs arched back and did a 180 degree turn to sneak between the demon’s legs and up to the blonde’s shaking knees. Only then did Serena realise what was happening but it was too late, already the sound of tearing latex filled the homeroom as the limbs exploded into life and shot up beneath the girl’s skirt. The blue cotton of the garment ripped almost immediately but the elastic of the leotard stretched as the appendages pushed past its waistband and it wasn’t until the tips of the tails assaulted Serena’s breasts that it broke.
Almost screaming her surprise, the reincarnated Princess tried to cover her naked chest but the limbs pushed her hands aside as the Youma made a disapproving sound.
“Now now Sailor Slut, it’s a bit too late to be modest after you’ve been wilfully sucking on a mouthful of my Youma cock.” Growing bright red with shame and embarrassment, Serena let her arms go slack and fall to her side, revealing the full, creamy whiteness of her flawless breasts to the demon’s lustful gaze.
“Mmmm…You have such beautiful tits; I can’t wait to watch them jiggle as I fuck you. But first…” With a wicked sneer, the Youma placed a hand on the back of the girl’s head and forced her to look up, momentarily enjoying the sight of the blonde’s pink lips wrapped around the flesh of her arousal before saying. “I want to see them squeezing my cock.”
Keeping a tight hold on the shaft with her lips, Serena gave a nervous nod before cupping her hands under the weight of her breasts andlifted herself up a little to nuzzle the demon’s second dick between them. Not quite knowing how to proceed, she held the milky white orbs together and started to move up and down, creating a steady rhythm that mirrored the motions of her lips on its counterpart.

“Oh…That is a good girl. Service my cocks with your big tits and slutty mouth.” The Demon hissed, her red eyes narrowing with excitement as she began to rock her hips in time with the girl’s motions. “Mmmm…They’re so slippery and smooth, no wonder you Sailor Sluts wear such revealing uniforms. I bet you just dream every night of one of us Youma rapping your tits like this.”
“No! That’s no tur…” Serena tried to protest, but her cry died as the demon forced her mouth back down onto the shaft and she was forced to resume her actions. It wouldn’t be long now, she could practically feel the phalluses buzz with energy against her skin and the thought of this creature’s climax sent a hot surge through her body that spurred her on.
Both capture and captive moaned as the Princess worked with a fevered passion to bring the demon to climax. Like a pair of diamonds, her rosy red nipples teasingly rubbed over the Youma’s thighs as she swirled her tongue around its length, sucking the rigid flesh hard while pumping the second between her full cleavage.
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“Oh Fuck! Your mouth is so tight…yea swallow all my cock you little slut.” Clawed fingers tightened their hold on her blond locks and forced Serena to take more of the demon’s thick phallus down her throat as the Youma’s hips bucked with a fresh intensity. “Yea that’s it! Take all my cock down your throat as I cum; let me see the look in your eyes as I blow my load inside that slutty mouth!” The demon hissed while giving the princess’s head a sharp to tilt to make her look up. Drinking in the fiery desire that clouded the girl’s cerulean orbs, the creature suddenly found herself surrendering to the wall of pleasure that had been forming within her abdomen. “By the Negaverse! I’m cumming Sailor Slut! Oh I’m cumming in your mouth and on your tits!”
Hearing the demon’s announcement, Serena tried to prepare herself for what was about to come but the moment the hot seed exploded forth; she lost any thought that was in left her head. She could feel the second phallus erupting against her skin; bathing her creamy complexion in the burning fluid and making her aroused breasts tingle with excitement as she greedily drank down the thick syrupy fluid that burst from the first in great mouthfuls. Nothing, not even the most wonderful of ice creams, could taste as exquisite as this essence and she continued to suck the phallus clean even after the demon’s arousals had ceased their eruptions.
“Hhhmmmm…That’s enough of that my pet.” The demon whispered, her clawed hand being deceivingly gentle as it ushered the Princess to relinquish her hold on the still erect appendage. “Now it’s time for the fucking to begin.”
Horrified, Serena tried to pull away but the air was suddenly filled with the sounds of movement as the two tails came from out of nowhere to coil about her arms and hoisted her up to the creature’s eye level. Kicking her legs out, she tried to escape the creatures hold but the Youma merely smirked as the blows landed harmlessly enough across her taught stomach and abdomen. Using her tails to keep the Sailor Scout under control, she reached out and grabbed the girl’s flawless thighs before pulling them aside to revel the blonde’s most secret of places.
“No! Don’t look down there you pervert!” Serena cried, trying to close her legs but try as she might, she was unable to fight the Demon’s much greater strength. She could feel the heat of the monster’s gaze burning across her skin as it looked at her like a wolf staring down a helpless bunny and shame lit her skin a bright red as she felt just where it was looking. However, that was not all she felt burning within her and as the predatory look continued to travel lower, a different sort of fire was set alight within her core. “No! Please…Let me go.”
“My look at how wet you’ve gotten from sucking on my cock.” The demon whispered, ignoring the girl’s desperate words as she positioned herself between the spread legs. “So if you like my cocks so much, why don’t you welcome them into your slutty body like a good little whore?”
Unable to escape, the girl could only watch on in horror as the Youma positioned itself between her legs. She could feel the pressure of the two shafts pressing against both her lower entrances as the demon moved to penetrate her pure, virginal, body.
“NOOOO!” She cried whilst squirming as best she could as both shafts began entering her at once. Still slick with saliva and both weeping pre-cum, the phalluses were well lubricated but still meet much resistance as they pushed against Serena’s tight orifices and the teen could only whimper in distress as they forcefully invaded her body. “No…stop…it hurts…uh it hurts so much!”
It was a tight fit and bombarded by the mix of sensations, the Youma moaned in pleasure as the heads of her shafts pushed into the girl’s orifices.
“Your mouth may be saying no, but your body is truthful and it screams yes.” She said while tightening her grip on the girl’s tender pink skin and pushing even more of her arousal into the teen’s body.  “Besides, the hard parts aren’t even inside you yet.”
Fire and agony ripped through Serena in great explosions as both shafts stretched her unused holes to breaking point. She knew from overhearing the gossiping girl’s that so often clustered within the school’s hall that she needed to try to relax her body, but her body automatically tried to keep the invading masses out and she could feel tears welling up in the corners of her eyes as the action caused her more harm than good. She could just barely manage enough control to keep herself from screaming as the phalluses cut through her like a pair of blazing swords.
“No! If you keep doing this…I’ll die. I’ll die if you keep doing this!” The girl cried, unable to stop the flow of tears as she felt the last few, agonising, centimetres of the Youma’s shafts push into her body. Never before had she ever felt so full. She could feel them, both the long, thick columns of muscle that had pierced her purity and stolen her virtue. Yet goose bumps soon began to rise across her arms as, ever so slowly, her body started to relax and adjust to the presence of the organs inside her; turning pain into pleasure.
The Youma smirked as she noticed a subtle change in Serena’s squirming. No longer was the girl shaking but more rocking her hips; as if she was subconsciously trying to get more of the demon’s cocks inside of her without begging. Deciding to humour her, the demon took one hand off the girl’s thigh and wrapped it around her slender waist. With a significant tug, she dragged Serena down and captured her rosy nipples between her fangs while expertly rolling her hips. Surprised, Serena moaned out as a lustrous mix of pleasure and pain coursed through her body; but no words of protest emerged to ruin the moment.
Rolling the pert bud between her fangs, the Youma drew back, almost pulling her rigid shafts all the way from the girl before pushing back in with all the power her demonic form possessed. Crying out at the renewed penetration, Serena felt the bonds loosen and with fresh strength, she pulled herself free; but only so that she could wrap her arms around the demon and pull it tighter against her breast.

“Oh my god!” She moaned, arching her back in delight as she enjoyed the feeling of being filled while the demon’s hungry mouth feasted on her breasts. “Ugh…Please…F-Fuck me!”
“That’s a good Sailor Slut.” The demon said, her smile widening as the broken princess finally gave into her. “Give in to your desires and ride my cocks.”
The sensation made her mind swoon and with unflinching obedience, Serena embraced the demon tightly, a shiver running down her spine as she felt its sharp talons scratch her shapely buttocks from where it now held her waist. Desperate to feel more of the intoxicating cocktail, she started to slide up and down the creature’s cocks and moaned as she felt them moving inside her.
“Ah…Good! It’s so good!” She gasped as the feeling of the double penetration rocked her senses. It felt as if the demon was trying to rip her in two and letting out a deep moan, she savoured the sweet bliss that came from having two cocks in her at once. “Oh I never imagined something like this could fell so good…Oh Harder…Yes…Harder!”
“Oh what a feeling! You’re so much tighter than your friends.” The Youma goaded, controlling the tempo of the fuck by rolling her hips to meet the girl’s rapid tempo with heated thrusts. Nothing had ever felt as wonderful as this and she revelled in the feeling by using erratic, unpredictable motions that left the Princess delirious. Liquid desire was practically rolling down her hips and the wet sounds of their meeting hips echoed around the classroom, but the demon didn’t care as it just heightened the experience and encouraged her to go deeper…harder…faster.
When the monster seemed to kick things up a notch, Serena almost lost herself entirely. Her thighs flexed and her toes curled as the intense pleasure radiated through her and caused her hips to buck each time the phalluses were thrust inside her. Silent screams echoed from her parted lips as she tossed her head back and forth in throws of ecstasy and the world almost seemed to explode around her.
“Harder… please…fuck me harder!” she begged while desperately trying to hold onto some form of consciousness as she thrashed about wildly in her lovers’ arms. She was losing control however, and as the first ripples of orgasmic bliss hit her, all remnants of her self-control went flying straight out the window. “Oh I want more! Please fuck me with your cocks and make me climax!”
“Yea you like getting fucked by two cocks at once, don’t you Sailor Slut?” The demon asked, slamming her hips up even faster and drawing a fresh symphony of moans from the princess. The pressure of approaching release was building in her abdomen but she felt no need to stop her assault and continued to drive her appendages into the girl.

“Oh yea!” Serena screamed, her voice shaking beneath the pleasure of the demon’s actions. “Your…Your cocks! They are so amazing…Oh so hot…please keep fucking my butt and pussy! I’m so close…So close!” On the verge of release, her whole body felt like jelly and if it weren’t for the demon’s strong arms supporting her, she’d probably of collapsed into a fit of pleasure. Instead her breath came in short gasps the heat seemed to explode inside of her as the Youma jerk against her in an uncontrolled river of passion. The creature’s voluptuous form slammed against Serena with every thrust and she was so full that as their bodies met in such sweet ways; she couldn’t stop herself from crying out in delirium.
“That’s right Princess, cum for me.” The Youma demanded, her breath like a wash of fire that scorched over Serena’s skin and sent sparks of excitement down her spine. “Cum from being fucked in both your slutty holes, cum and bath my Youma cocks in you Sailor cum.”
Enticed by the forbidden words and driven on by the wonderful feelings that shot through her body, Serena could no longer fight her impending release. Blinding light obscured her vision as mini-tremors ripped through her like an earthquake, her inner-walls clamped down on the phalluses inside of them and soon the sounds of her own screams echoed in her ears. Pleasure beyond the heights of anything she had ever heard of swept through her being and it long until her body went limp, as the sensations grew too great for her to stand.
Seemingly floating on air, Serena lost all account of the world around her until suddenly her senses returned with a bang as she was drooped to the cold tiles of the classroom floor. Dazed by the fall, it took the teen a moment to see beyond the cloud that fogged her vision and notice the Youma standing over her. The creature’s look of seething rage sent a cold wash down the girl’s back and the glow of its blood red eyes made instinctively shuffle back in fear.
“You…You…” It whispered, barely able to form coherent words as it quite literally seethed with rage and shaking violently, the demon took a step forward while reaching for Serena with its talons outstretched. In that moment, confused and almost tearful with fright, the girl risked a look down as she tried to shy away. Having either not bothered or forgotten to summon its excuse for garments, the demon was standing naked before her and Serena could see that something was missing.
The two phalluses, that just moments ago had been driving her out of her mind with ecstasy, were missing. The skin where they had been was scorched and the only evidence that the organs had ever existed was a pair of spherical scars. It was almost as if the shafts had been melted.
“Look at what you’ve done to me.” The Youma growled, her voice quivering with rage as she approached Serena with a murderous look setting her gaze ablaze. The demon’s outstretched arm was barely a breath away from Serena’s neck now and the teen could feel the cold touch of its talons closing about her throat…
“FIRE SOUL!”
The words made Serena’s heart jump and the sight of the fiery spiral passing her ear before slamming into the Youma’s shoulder made her almost cry out with joy as she turned to see that both Sailor Mars and Mercury had regained consciousness. They were both naked and looked extremely dishevelled from their previous attacks but appeared focused on what they must do. In fact Serena couldn’t help wondering just how long her friends had been awake. Had they witnessed her violation? Or had she been spared the humiliation of having her two closest friends witness her being raped in the most vulgar fashion.
“Sailor Moon move!” Mar’s words abruptly woke Serena from her thoughts and realising that the nervous look hadn’t left the Priestess’s face, Serena turned her gaze back and saw to her horror that the attack hadn’t even injured the demon. With a snarl, the demon drew back its tails and was about to launch the projectiles when Sailor Moon dived to the left; allowing Mars to fire her attack again. The spiral smashed into the Youma’s stomach and made her stumble back just as the priestess released another, and then another.
After the fifth shot with still no demon’s demise, it was fair to Say Rei was getting annoyed and with no other tricks in mind, she turned back to Ami who had just pressed her right earring, causing her Mercury Goggles to appear across her eyes. Pulling the Super Computer from the tatter remnants of her Uniform, Mercury turned her attention back to the stunned Demon and waited for the devices to analyse the monster. By the time Sailor Moon had re-joined her comrades, the read out was just about complete.
“Her tails.” Ami finally stated, looking up at her friends as she closed the device. “Sailor Mars, you need to hit the tails with your attack; that’ll weaken it enough for Sailor Moon to finish it with one shot. But you must hit them both at the same time, otherwise it would be like attacking any other part of her body.”
‘Attack them both.’ Thought the priestess sardonically as she turned back to face the Youma. Having recovered from the barrage of blows, the demon looked furious and she was almost sure she could feel the energy radiating off her as it prepared to attack. Rei knew timing was everything and she took great care to be ready for the moment when it emerged.
“Eeerrrrr…I’ll get you!” The demon promised; her burning eyes livid with blood lust as she charged forward and without realising the scouts plan, she launched the lengths of her tails at the unmoving Rei. “Prepare to die you worthless Sailor Slut!”
 
For some moments it felt the world had begun to slow and Sailor Mars watched the Youma motions with the eye of an expert hunter. Having branched out behind the demon’s outstretched arms, the streamline limbs now came at her at an angle that promised the tails would meet just heartbeats before they struck her; much like the shape of a triangle, or an arrow head. Rei waited for that moment, her lips silently mouthing the words of her attack as she felt the energy gather in her fingertips. Then they were upon her and as the slick shafts filled the rang of her vision, she released the attack.
A scream of agony filled the Class room as the energy of Sailor Mars’s attack travelled through the Youma’s tails, turning them to ash as the heat grew too intense for them to bear and forcing the demon to her knees. Seeing her chance, Serena stepped up.
“Moon Tiara Action” She cried while reaching up and grasping the golden piece of jewellery between her thumb and forefinger and pulling it free. Watching as energy made it glow a bright yellow, she pun around and threw it at the Youma like a Frisbee. The attack hit the demon’s chest and with looks of sweet satisfaction on their faces, the three scouts watched as the Youma released a long scream before being consumed by a white light and turning to ash.
With the fighting done and the evil doers vanquished, the scouts hastily transformed back into their regular forms.
“Oh God!” Serena sighed, falling back into a chair as the battles exertions caught up with her and she was forced to get off her feet before she fell down. Blessedly the change in form had purified their bodies, fixing the scratches that she’d sustained from the demon’s claws and healing the soreness, but still she intended to take a nice hot bath the second she got home. “I can’t believe what just happened.”
“I know,” Rei agreed, slowly slipping to her knees as if she were about to prey. “Who would have thought Youma would be hiding in a school. We are going to have to be a lot more cautious from now on. Who knows where the enemy will be hiding next. What do you think Ami? Ami, are you even listening!”
Throughout all this Ami had remained standing, her mind lost on the conversation as she stared at two half-naked teenage boys that had been watching them since the Youma’s defeat. She’d noticed that Tai and Amano were conscious just after she’d transformed back into her school Uniform and so surprised was she that she hadn’t been able to form the words to warn her friends before they gave even more of the game away.

“Oh No!” Serena cried; having turned to her friend she could now see that they weren’t alone. Her cry alerted Rei and seeing the boy’s, they both jumped up.
“So these are the Sailor Scouts.” Tai whispered; his eyes alive with mischief as he took in the state of the classroom and the trio of girls. “I’d have never imagined the champions of justice could be school girls, let alone classmates of ours. Oh…I wonder how much the media would pay to learn of this?”
Hearing this, the girl’s tried to say something but they were a loss for words as to what. After all, what could they offer in exchange for the boys’ silence?
“Fortunately we are prepared to be generous and keep your secret but only so long as we get something in return.” Amano said before both he and Tai removed the last clothes that covered them and fixed the girls with knowing looks as they put their hands on their hips, standing before them as if they were the gods of Olympus. “So do we have a deal?” 
The End

Persuasion


Disclaimer: I don’t own DBZ and am not making any profit from this work of fiction.

Persuasion

‘I see you are going to be as punctual as ever Gohan.’ Videl thought in a more than slightly sarcastic manor while impatiently checking her wrist watch.

Ever since she had finally managed to figure out just who that blasted Sayaman was, Videl had suddenly found herself to be a triumphant fountain of untapped energy and didn’t hesitate in concocting a plan that would put her newly acquired knowledge to her favour. But that had been Saturday; now it was early Monday morning and she had practically spent the past 24-hours pacing her father’s mansion, desperately searching for something to occupy her time with beside the wilful destruction of those brand new sand bags she’d just had set up in the mansion’s private Gym.

The experience had made her irritable and the fact that her quarry appeared to be persisting with his bad timing was doing nothing to help her mood. The morning bell was due to sound at any minute, hundreds of students would be rushing through the school’s halls…

“Shit.” Videl suddenly cursed as if in response to her thoughts, the shrill sound of the morning bell suddenly echoed through the School’s halls; causing a tide of life to suddenly spring up all around her as panicking students quickly hurried to their classes. With all the commotion, she realised that it would be all too easy for even one who stuck out as much as Gohan to slip by her unseen and although far from disastrous; it would mean she’d have to wait another day.

Intent on not letting that happen, she quickly took advantage of the surrounding cover and slipped into the crowd; being careful though not to let herself get swept away in the current of the overwhelming student body as it quickly took her up to her morning class.

But making sure no one had noticed her in the crowd, Videl quickly vanished into a nearby closet, one that she knew to be unused; just before she would have been over wise pushed into the classroom. With her alibis already in motion, it would not of done for her to be spotted lingering in the school’s halls when she was supposed to be foiling a bank robbery on the over side of Satan City.

Fortunately, her new hideaway gave her a perfect view of the passing students; allowing her to sieve through the various faces in search for her quarry. But as more and more students slipped by with still no sign of him, Videl began to entertain a ludicrous notion; one that boggled the mind and through all the laws of nature into disarray. Had Gohan arrived early?

The though made the teen laugh, Gohan hadn’t managed to arrive on time for any of their classes since the day he started; the odds of him having arrived early on the one day she was waiting for him were astronomical

Suddenly, a feline smile spread across Videl’s rosy lips as she heard the hurried footfalls of a late student running down the hall while an all too familiar voice exclaimed “Late again, oh man I don’t believe it…”

‘Oh Gohan,’ She thought while fondly twirling a lock of her raven hair around her finger, having decided not to wear it in her usual pigtail style for today. ‘You are in a lot of trouble young man.’

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Almost knocking the door clean off its hinges as he hurriedly barged through the entrance to Orange Star High, Son Gohan didn’t even look back before quickly running up the nearest set of steps.

It had been a very long weekend for the Saiyan teen. Ever since ‘Chobby’s‘ parents had lain siege to Satan city, he’d had to suffer through his mother and brother’s persistent quizzing; well Goten had ceaselessly pestered him, his mother had spent her time muttering about how she should never of let her sons play with monsters. He’d hoped to be able to escape the subject at school but to his dismay, the attack was still the hottest piece of city gossip since the Cell Games. In-fact, he’d been so caught up in trying to overhear what was being discussed that he wound up losing track of time and was now seriously late for school.

“Late again, oh man I don’t believe it…” He gasped, taking the steps four at a time until he emerged out onto the first floor hallway; to his dismay, he saw it to be utterly deserted. A sight that was far from encouraging. It was estimated that after the first bell sounded, a late student would have roughly 5 minutes to get to class before the teacher would notice their absence; in those precious minutes the school’s halls became like A Roman Bazaar as the student body turned into a mob of panicking youths. However, for them to be this quiet; he would have to be well outside of that gracing interval.

‘First Goten manages to destroy my homework, then mum forgets to wash my dirty boxers, now I’m late for my morning lecture…’ he mused, mentally crossing off all that had gone wrong so far that morning while slowing to a gentile walk as he approached his morning class. ‘Man, what else can go wrong today?

“Hello Gohan.” A familiar voice greeted, its silky tones sending a shiver of fear down his spine as he came to a sudden stop. The time had come, the moment he had feared was upon him. Immediately, he wanted to run but with nowhere to go or even hide; the Saiyan had little choice but to turn around and face his inevitable doom like a man.

Yet just as he was turning, his breath suddenly caught in his throat as he took in the vision of unexpected loveliness standing opposite him. Never had he seen a more exquisite vision of godly beauty than Videl. Gone were the tightly wound Pigtails, baggy white T-shirt and rebellious Black biker shorts. Now the luxurious black locks of her hair were set free and allowed to cascade down her shoulders like liquid satin, framing her beautiful face and accentuating her flawless, creamy skin. Deep cerulean eyes gazed at him, a rare emotion he couldn’t place shinning within their depths as ever so slowly she licked the edge of her rosy lips. Around her slender, swan like neck hung a fabulous blood red diamond that had been set into a linking of white gold; its beauty though was dwarfed by the sheer perfection of her ivory white bosom. Her voluptuous curves were more than emphasised by the black, corset style top that adhered to her well-formed contours like a second skin. Even the flowing grey drapes of her knee length skirt seemed to amplify her beauty, its dark fabric highlighting her smooth, milky skin as she slowly began to walk towards him.

“Oh…Um…Hi Videl.” He greeted, almost a loss for words as he took in her startling but no-less exquisite attire. “How was your weekend?”

Her smile widened at the question, a sight which practically stole the breath from his lungs and in the breadth of a few steps; she strode across the void that divided them to stand practically toe to toe with him.

“Oh…I think you know how my weekend was Gohan.” She whispered, her voice holding a sultry tone that made Gohan shiver with desire as an intense heat was suddenly stoked to life within his loins.

“Eeerr…What ever do you mean?” He whispered nervously before hurriedly displaying his father’s signature grin. Having livid all his life deep within the distant mountains, he’d never really had much practise when it came to dealing with girls but something told him there was more to this than he cared to know. Although he wouldn’t say she was openly hostile, Videl had certainly been suspicious of him; treating everything he did like it were that vital piece of evidence she’d need to put him away. But now here she was, acting more friendly than he’d ever imagined her being. It just didn’t add up, unless…

Has Videl got a fever? He suddenly wondered, but before he had the chance to check her temperature, his mouth quickly ran drier than a desert as he felt her lithesome arms slowly wrap around his waist; drawing him ever closer until he was sure he could feel the heat of her impressive cleavage pressing against his chest.

“I mean this…” She whispered, her hot breath spilling over the flesh of his burning checks while her tongue was all but licking the lob of his ear as she slowly began to trail her fingers up the broad scape of his muscular torso. Her touch was lighter than a feather, the gentile grace of her delicate fingertips teased his senses into frenzy and before Gohan could realise what Videl was doing; she had skilfully entangled herself around him. Cornered like a lab rat, he had nowhere to go and could only fidget in protest as she leaned ever closer. “I knew it!”

Suddenly, his check exploded in a blaze of searing pain as Videl ripped the Band-Aid that covered it off in one smooth motion; exposing the still fresh gash that had been given to him by one of the giant dinosaurs’ talons.

Horror stricken, he tried to cover the reddening wound with his palm but it was too late; the smug look on Videl’s face told him she had seen all she needed to see as she teasingly jiggled the limp plaster in front of face while disentangling herself from him.

“I saw Sayaman get scratched in the same spot, and that’s exactly who you are…” She announced triumphantly, her voice suddenly thick with victory and accusation as she pointed a finger at him. “Mr Sayaman!”

The blood drained from Gohan’s face in an instant, leaving him paler than a sheep as his dry mouth hung open. It was all over, his secret was out and now it was surly just a matter of time until bloody reporter were knocking at his front door. Yet despite all this, the only thing Gohan could wonder was how he could have been so stupid. Videl wasn’t an idiot, he knew she had seen him get injured and a confrontation would have been inevitable once she saw the plaster on his face; why had he not just gone to Dende for a quick fix?

“Videl…I don’t know what…” He began, desperately trying to think of something convincing to tell the determined girl. Videl was having none of it however, after all she’d gone through; to let Gohan talk his way out of a hanging was the last thing on her agenda.

“Save it Gohan!” She gruffly demanded, discarding the now useless Band-Aid before pointing a finger at the petrified teen. “You are Sayaman and I think the world has a right to know the truth. Maybe I should schedule a Press Conference?”

“No! Please Videl!” Gohan begged, his heart beat racing as he desperately tried to think of a way out; but panicking as he was, ideas came few and far between. “You know the only reason I keep my identity secret is to protect my family’s privacy. It’s for them. Please Videl, I’ll do anything. Just don’t tell.” Begging, it was far from a favourable solution and if Vegeta were to see him doing such a disgraceful thing as begging a Human girl; he would surely be ready to give him a thorough beating but Gohan didn’t care. He had to try and if Videl was anything like her father, then the idea of having such power over him would surely be a tempting offer.

“Is that true?” She asked, obviously intrigued by his offer but before he had time to hope; Videl suddenly wore another piercing stare. “Hey! You’re the Golden Fighter as well aren’t you.”

“No! Just Sayaman…” He quickly gasped while throwing his arms up in a defensive gesture, all the while prying that she might actually believe him. However, Videl’s suspicion was too great and it wasn’t until he added “That guy has blond hair.” That she seemed partially satisfied.

“You’re right about that,” She finally agreed, a faint smile playing across her rosy lips as she added, almost spitefully; “He’s more handsome than you are too. Yeah, I guess I believe you…Yeah I do.”

Breathing a sigh of relief, Gohan was tempted to wipe the sweat from his brow but thought better of it once he saw the look that still graced her smirking face. Better to not risk enticing her while she was in such a foul mode.

“Videl is there any way you can keep my secret just between us?” Gohan asked pathetically, a pleading tone evident in his voice as he surveyed the female; desperately seeking a sign of compassion on her features.

The result wasn’t good however, for Videl kept all her intent hidden behind a mask of calculation even as she dared a moment to look at the ground. Whatever she had in mind though, it was obvious she had set her sights on it by the time she looked back up.

“Maybe…” She began, obviously toying with an idea. “Lucky for you I am very good at keeping secrets, but you’ll have to do something for me in return. Well two things actually.”

Unable to believe his luck, Gohan could only nod his head mindlessly; obviously keen as mustard to pursue that train of thought. After all, what could Videl really want from him?

“OK! Here’s the deal. If you enter the World’s Martial Arts Tournament and teach me to fly; I’ll keep your secret. How’s that?”

‘How’s that?’ The very idea of it made Gohan sweat. Teaching her to fly would be no problem; he could probably get her soaring across the skies in about a week; but the idea of competing in that bloody tournament. Like the rest of the world, it had become little more than a podium from which that afro sporting monkey of a martial artist, whom Videl called farther, could spew his ill-gotten legacy.

“Me?” He finally stammered, all the while trying to fathom just why she would want such a thing. ”Compete in the tournament?” Fortunately, Videl had no intention of keeping him in suspense.

“That’s right.” She said, ensuring that no doubt was left in his head by adding matter-of-factly; “I’ll be competing myself this year but winning the World Championship won’t mean anything to me unless I know all of the best fighters in the country are participating.”

Although he much didn’t much like the idea of having to participate, Gohan could see her logic and decided that competing would certainly be more preferable that his secret coming out.

“All right then…” the Saiyan youth finally conceded mournfully, resigning to his ego scratched but secret secure. “I’ll compete in the Tournament.” However, before Videl could say another world, Gohan decided it was time to call it a day and bug out. He was already late for class and his mother would be ready to skin his corpse and hang it upside down from a tree once she heard he was intending to compete in the tournament; why throw another piece of disastrous content into the mix? Kami even a cat would be running out of lives by now.

Unfortunately, it seemed he was set to lose another one of his nine lives as before he could even utter a hurried goodbye and vanish into class; Videl started to speak again.

“Hold it Gohan!” She demanded, making the hybrid stop dead in his tracks before privately cursing Dende as he slowly turned back to face her. Yet despite her aggressive tone, he couldn’t help noticing the look that flooded her gaze; reminding him of the look she had given him just before she had torn the plaster from his face. “There’s one more thing…”

They were the four words Gohan had been dreading, what more could see want of him? It couldn’t be money, her family were rich enough to wage a financial war against Capsule Corp. but the only other thing he could think of was a date; yet she had never shown any sort of romantic interest in him. A thought that actually made Gohan feel a little sad.

“You see the tournament isn’t for another two months and because of school you won’t possibly have time to teach me to fly until the end of term. That means it’ll be at least a month until you can start paying me back.” She exclaimed before a sly smile suddenly spread across her glossy full lips. “I’m going to need a good faith payment.”

‘A good faith Payment?’ Gohan couldn’t believe it, Videl had all the trump cards and yet she still wanted more. She was certainly her father’s daughter all right. However, before he even had time to ask what it was she wanted, she suddenly took off; briskly running the opposite way down the hall. Perplexed, he was tempted to follow her example and make a break for it while he still had the chance but the thought of what Videl might do if she actually wanted him to follow her kept him rooted to the spot. After all, it was said that Hell had no furry like a woman scorned.

With that thought in mind, Gohan quickly gaze chase; hurrying after the teen with all the speed he could muster while in the hall and wearing the tightly fitting orange trousers. Fortunately, while Videl may have had a head start over him; the delicious aroma of wild flowers led him to her like a moth to the flame.

As it turned out, finding her would prove to be a moot-point; as no sooner had he turned down a sharp corridor to the left, than Videl suddenly appeared behind him. Before he could say anything, she lunged forward and through herself against him; planting her sprayed palms against his broad chest as she pushed him into a deserted classroom. Almost tripping over his own feet as he toppled back, Gohan had to fight to keep his balance and in the end, all he could do was grab hold of a nearby table; lifting it half off the ground before he could finally stop himself.

Absolutely astonished that Videl could actually do something as impressive as knock him back, he never noticed her closing the classroom door until he heard the ominous click of its lock sealing.

“Videl?” he asked, a touch of fear evident in his voice as he saw her standing there between him and the door; her sapphire depths alive with a predatory look that somewhat reminded him of his mother.

“As I was saying,” she began, resting her hands on her skirt covered hips before slowly beginning to circle the sheepish looking Saiyan; taking in as she did the disgustingly lose white top and baggy pants with a hint of disapproval. “With it being at least a month until you can teach me to fly, I’m going to need some persuasion…”

“Persuasion?” Gohan quickly asked while slowly baking away as the teen circled him. “What sort of persuasion?” Unfortunately, the question made Videl’s smile widen and it was quickly becoming painfully obvious that he was falling right into her plans.

“I want you to strip.” She finally growled, the predatory fire seeming to make her cerulean orbs glow in the dim light.

Taken aback, it took Gohan a moment to comprehend what she said and even then it was hard to process. She wants me to strip? He finally pondered; almost sure it was some kind of twisted joke.

“Come on Videl, don’t kid around.” He begged, desperate for her to claim that it is all just some ill-conceived joke. “What is it you really want?”

“Oh Gohan…Gohan…Gohan…” She whispered, all the while shaking her head as if to taunt his naiveté. “I have spent half my life in my father’s shadow and the other half under his watchful eye. Any possible love interest I may have had since going through puberty has always been quickly scared away by one of his lackeys.”

Watching her as she spoke, Gohan suddenly began to feel an enormous amount of sympathy for Videl. He knew exactly how she felt, what she’d been through. He too had spent the majority of his life trapped in a parent’s shadow, having friends who were actually his parents’ friends; never being truly able to break free of their seemingly endless reach. But where he had come to finally surpass the shadows and stand in his own light as the most powerful being in the universe, she was still trapped and to make matters worse, she would probably never be allowed to escape or surpass her father while either he or his memory was alive.

“Well unfortunately for you…” She continued pointedly, an evil tone evident in her voice as she turned her gaze back to him. “Unless you want to risk me growing impatient and telling the whole city your secret, you have no choice but to do what I want and want you to strip.”

His defeat was obvious and even Gohan could tell that bandying any-more words would purely be an exercise in futility, and so it was with a heavy sigh that he finally gave her the nod of agreement.

Pleased by his obedience, Videl quickly walked past her shell shocked classmate to the chair and desk she’d already had set up at the opposite side of the class room. Despite the blinds being drawn, there was enough light filtering into the room for her to have a decent view of the shower. Of course, turning the lights on would be more preferable but she couldn’t risk him seeing the discreetly placed Digital Video Camera she’d taped to the bottom of the desk…

Oh Man…I can’t believe Videl’s going to tape me doing this. Gohan privately groaned, having already caught sight of the camera beneath the table; easily spotting the ominous red light that shone from it in the dim darkness. The sight of it made him want to walk right out, unable to bear the shame of what she might do with the footage but he knew that Videl would almost certainly tell the papers everything. Checkmate so to speak. Either way he was royally screwed, the only thing left was to choose how he’d go out. It was an easy choice to make.

Shrugging his shoulders to let the weight of his book bag slide from them, Gohan quickly set about bending down and undoing the laces of his shoes, his large fingers fumbling clumsily as he hurriedly tried to undo the tightly bound bows. Although intent on getting this over-with as soon as possible, it took him several minutes to finally get both shoes undone and off; discarding them with the baggy white socks he had gotten into the habit of wearing with a mere flick of his wrist before turning to face Videl. The scowl on her face made it obvious that she was clearly not entertained by his staling.

Deciding that it would be best for him not to test her further, Gohan took in one last long breath before slowly starting to divest himself of all clothing. A deep blush staining his checks as one by one, he undid the small buttons of his shirt, revealing the gorgeous majesty of his chiselled torso to the chilled morning air and her greedy eyes. Trying not to look at her as he through the useless article to the corner of the room, to join his shoes, socks and book bag across the room; a nervous gulp was all that passed from him before he pushed the baggy trousers down his legs.

Unable to believe her eyes, Videl could not look away as she took in the full, naked glory of Son Gohan. The rugged beauty of his magnificent chest made her mouth water as she tried not to lose herself in the delicious layers of muscle. Faint scars were dotted across his skin like the tinny blemishes on a work of art, in any sense they were the only real sign that he wasn’t a physical symbol of perfection but somehow, the faded marks only made her core burn with a furious intensity. Or perhaps it was just the sight of his naked arousal.

Up until now, her entire game had been a bluff. Of course she could tell the world the truth about Sayaman, but whether she would do so when the time came was another matter entirely. She knew the strains of constantly being in the public eye so she couldn’t fault Gohan for wanting to spare his family that torment. That had been the point of the camera, once he’d stripped she’d suddenly reveal the camera and threaten to show the footage to the whole school if he backed out of their deal; another bluff though she would of made a point of showing a few of the more gossipy school girls just to make him nervous.

However, it seemed her bluff had been called even before she had played it; the footage was now worth its weight in gold and by no stretch of the imagination could she imagine herself sharing it with a couple of giggling strumpets. But suddenly she wanted much more than just a video, for the first time in her life she longed to feel the touch of another creasing her body, to lose herself in the blissful sensation of being joined with another.

For the first time in his life, Gohan wanted to run. Ever since that incident a couple of weeks ago with Angela, he’d been making a point of not wearing underwear; figuring that if anyone spied him changing they wouldn’t be able to blackmail him with it. But now he felt really stupid, for his precaution had meant he was forced to reveal himself to her like some common exhibitionist. And coupled with the fact his lack of training meant he wasn’t looking his best, well Gohan had never felt so foolish. He was sure Videl had to biting back laughter, how could see not after seeing him in such a sorry state?

In fact, so blinded by embarrassment was he that he never noticed Videl approaching, her footfalls completely silent as she forgot all about the hidden camera and it wasn’t until she wrapped her cool fingers around his flaccid appendage that he was any the wiser.

“Videl!” He tried to cry out but before he could so much as look at her, her other hand had wrapped around his muscular neck and dragged him forward to capture his thin lips in a searing kiss while her athletic legs coiled around his waist. Her small tongue louring his into a passionate dance while her palm slowly began sliding up and down his soft shaft, vigorously stroking it to life and causing the startled youth to moan out in pleasure.

Utterly stunned by her sudden advance, Gohan never had a chance to resist her before it was too late for him to escape. Her tightly wound limbs kept him pressed against her and while her one hand was stirring his arousal to life, the other ensured he could not escape by tangling in his hair and pulling his head down so she could kiss him deeper. He couldn’t escape and neither did he really want to, as he began wildly thrusting his hips against her palm in desperation. The pressure within his groin growing stronger and stronger with each passing moment; until…

Although delighted by his response to her touch, Videl couldn’t help but moan into his mouth as his rough hands slid up beneath her skirt to settle on the smooth curves of her buttocks; like an animal, he roughly kneaded the succulent orbs of flesh while crushing her against him. The new position also gave the Saiyan better leverage with which to kiss her, allowing him to quickly turn the tables on her and plunge his tongue into her mouth while pressing his steely pelvis against her covered core.

Trapped in a haze of shock, she did nothing to stop him; her mind just unable to comprehend how the usually shy and nervous Son Gohan could be so rough. It was like a caged lion had been locked within him but now was suddenly allowed to roam free and had set its gaze on her. However, when she felt his lips begin to pull away from hers; the memory of her plans suddenly came back and she was somehow able to fight off his advances.

As much as she wanted to just let Gohan have his way and take her, she needed to prove that she was not just some weak willed girl who he could sully and then discard. She would show him just how strong she really was.

Without warning, Videl suddenly left Gohan’s mouth to nip a fiery trail down the taught muscles of his neck; making Gohan gasp as the intoxicating sensations caused by the temptress shot through his body. Releasing the grip she had on his neck and arousal, the teen slowly slid her hips down his body until she was able to stand on her own two feet; allowing the fiery tip of her tongue to trail across the exquisite plains of muscle while her greedy hands sort out all they could reach.

Utterly mesmerised by the sensations she had sent coursing along his nerves, Gohan had to fight the urge to begin ravishing the girl once more as small gasps flowed from his parted lips. Her mouth and lips were doing such incredible things to an area of his body the Saiyan had never thought capable of being manipulated in such a way. Her tinniest touch seemed to be magnified a thousand times over and she didn’t stop her ministrations at his torso…

Thirsting for his masculine taste, Videl hungrily kissed her way down his hard chest as her fingers slowly traced his well-defined contours. Like a hungry feline, she nipped and licked the hard buds of hi nipples; exquisitely teasing the aroused pebbles before slipping to her knees as she kissed each ridged muscle of his toned stomach. Yet all the while, the only thought in her mind was how truly glorious he was, truly he was the perfect symbol of male perfection.

Shivering as he felt her hands dance across a sensitive spot on his side, it took everything the half Saiyan had to fight the impulse to just grab her and force her to turn her attentions to where all his blood had gathered. In fact, he suspected he just might of if not for the noose she held around his neck; but as his arousal grew all the more prompt, the risk of his secret being revealed seemed almost worth it so long as he gained some much needed relief.

No sooner had he thought so however than a shuddering breath was suddenly pulled from his dry lips as he felt her silky hands slide uninhibitedly down to his arse and a dry moan escaped him as she began kneading the hard array of muscles like baking dough. But despite the pleasure it brought him, his Saiyan side cursed his foolishness; he shouldn’t let her know what affect her touch had on him, that even her slightest caresses was enough to almost send him reeling into such exquisite oblivion.

Pleased by the sound of his pleasure, Videl at last decided to grant her classmate some mercy and in one final swoop; she abandoned the remaindered of her journey to descend upon his arousal. But as she lowered herself to the steely phallus’s level, all thoughts of what he were about to do fled her for the second time. Although she had marvelled at the Saiyan’s endowment just moments before, to see it up close brought entirely new perspectives that thrilled her in ways she never believed possible.

Confused by the ceasing of her motions, Gohan glanced down to find that Videl was surveying the body of his member with a look in her eyes that he couldn’t quite place. It certainly wasn’t disappointment, but neither was it excitement; the closest he could come to it was perhaps a mix of deep concentration and interest, the sort one might wear when presented with the new piece of a mystery.

The look worried him immensely; Videl had a unique tendency to question anything she perceived as being out of the ordinary; something more than one text book had classed the length of his arousal as being. Yet despite being a good 26cms, having been raised in a group plagued by alien races; he had never considered himself anything more than average until this very moment. But instead of questioning him about his almost impossibly large anatomy; the look suddenly broke and instead a wide smile decorated her lips as she once more wrapped her hand around his hardened shaft.

Free now to fully experience the complete majesty of Gohan’s body, the girl dropped her eyes to his arousal and keenly watched as her hand began to pump up and down the rigid flesh. It was like nothing she had ever felt, harder than any metal but still as soft as silk; his arousal defied all the known laws of nature and yet she felt no need to question its perfection. Indeed, nothing she had ever done had ever felt this right.

“Kami…Videl…” Gohan gasped, shivers of pleasure ghosting over his nerves as her delicate fingers continued to massage his aching desire. Any form of coherent thought had quickly fled him, leaving the once intelligent youth as little more than a groaning mass; until he suddenly became aware of the intense fountain of heat which had enveloped the tip of his shaft.

Dulled by pleasure, it took his senses several moments to fully comprehend the information but once he had; his eyes grew wider than saucers and he looked down to find that the head of his phallus was slowly disappearing into Videl’s mouth. He tried to protest but all that escaped him was a pleasure filled moan.

Videl wasn’t sure of just what had inspired her to take such a giant step as to actually try and swallow Gohan’s incredible length; all she knew was one moment she had been stroking the phallus’s rigid body and then she had suddenly found herself leaning forward with her gaping mouth partially enclosed around its tip. Such was a position she had never imagined herself in, yet even as she knelled before him like some common, sex crazed slut; the teen felt no shame. In-fact, her position seemed only to empower her; to know that was it within her power to bring him such pleasure was truly an invigorating thought.

Gasping with pleasure but unable to utter a sound, Gohan was completely lost in the strange but very pleasurable sensations that were now fogging his mind. Never before had he felt such incredible things. Never had he been so washed away by such a simple gesture. The liquid heat of her mouth was beyond anything he could have prepared for and just the sight of her perfect orifice slowly moving down the length of his arousal was enough to almost make him climax. It was just so erotic, to see those perfect crimson lips wrapped around his hard flesh.

Growing desperate, the Saiyan quickly looked away from the delicious show and try to think of something else, anything else; just so long as he could keep these marvellous sensations flowing…

“oh Kami Videl!… more…more” Gohan’s low voice groaned between moans; making Videl giggle around his length and causing a long moan to escape the hybrid’s throat as the vibrations from her laughter travelled down along his flesh. The palpitations rocked the Saiyan’s body and made him cry out as his head rolled back. He couldn’t believe it, she hadn’t even taken half his length into her mouth yet and already he was basking on the edge of climax. His Muscular legs were shaking violently as his knees began to buckle, the tension at the base of his spine was growing and it was growing all the more obvious he wouldn’t last much longer.

Fortunately, his Alien blood wasn’t ready to give up the fight just yet and as Videl continued to slowly work her way down his shaft, he was somehow able to gather fresh strength and push his release aside. Virgin or not, he was still half Saiyan and so was not about to throw in the towel just because a human girl knew how to make him moan.

Noting his restraint however, Videl quickly set about redoubling her effort and having already taken his impossible length as deeply into her orifice as she dared; she slowly began to pull away, letting centimetre by centimetre slowly passed from her lips. Her retraction only ceased when she had removed all but his swollen head, at which point she curtly began descending once more; creating a painfully slow rhythm that would undoubtedly drive Gohan out of his mind.

Within moments, Gohan’s hands were buried in her hair as her name came flowing from his lips and he desperately tried to receive more of the magical sensations by trying to ‘gently’ guide her to his release. Evidently, he had forgotten about her trump card but while he may have had the strength to brake her neck with the slightest of gestures; his grip was relatively gentile and she had no trouble in batting his hands away.

While she felt the urge to punish him for his sudden loss of control, Videl decided to let it slide and instead began to speed up her motions; hungrily swirling her small tongue around the throbbing flesh of his shaft, she began to bobbing her head up and down his length. Already she could feel him pulsating as the sweetly bitter taste of his seed spilt onto her taste buds.

The Saiyan’s breath became ragged in seconds and despite all his best efforts, he couldn’t help but watch as she took him into her mouth; the sight of the normally stern and callous Videl hungrily feasting on his flesh was certainly more erotic than anything anyone could have ever imagined. Unfortunately, he watched a moment to long and before he could stop himself; the pleasure of his climax exploded through him like an unchained energy blast.

His control and mind lost, Gohan had just enough time to groan the almost coherent phrase “VIDEL! I’m…stop…come…now.” before a long moan was ripped from his throat as a molten wash of his seed exploded from the tip of his shaft. However, confused by his outburst; Videl had removed her lips from his burning flesh and to late she realised her folly. Coincidently, it happened to be the exact moment wave after wave of his creamy cum exploded onto her face and partially exposed bosom.

It took several moments for the flood to finally die down but blinking past the initial shock, Videl somehow found herself to be in an excellent mood; brushing off even the fact she had been doused in two coats of seamen with little more than a turn of the chin. Now she finally understood why so many guys and girls bragged about their conquests so openly, the sense of pride her little oral experience had boosted within her was certainly like nothing she of ever achieved fighting crooks. It was just a pity she would never get to tell of it…

“Videl…” Suddenly, her thoughts were interrupted by an unfamiliar voice but before she could look to the door; a strong pair of roughened hands came to rest on her shoulders and before she could say a word, they had pulled her up to her feet. Their Videl found herself looking into the eyes of…

Well she couldn’t say. The outer flesh of his body was Gohan’s but they were not the eye of her friend and classmate. Gone was the warmth and sensitivity, the bubbling innocence which she found so cute; not even his child like good spirit remained with the cold orbs. In fact, the two black pits before her bore more resemblance to the eyes of an animal; the untamed fire glimmering with their depths hiding any emotion as they stared deeply into her own watering orbs.

Untamed and blazing, she found herself trapped by his gaze and barley noticed the tissue that was softly being pressed to her checks and chin in an attempt to remove the thick substance that stained her skin. His motions were deceivingly gentle as he cleaned up the mess and for a moment it seemed the old Gohan had returned, but any such notion quickly vanished when he discarded the damp fabric.

His lips were on hers in an instant, silencing any faint protest she may have had as his large hands slid down her arms to wrap around her waist before crushing her small form against his. Like the fire raging in his eyes, the kiss was as wild and wanton as any kiss with a Saiyan could be and she immediately found herself lost within the fresh tide of emotions that coursed through her.

Suddenly, a heavy moan passed through her lips as she felt his calloused hands return to her arse; yet they never stopped to sample the goods before she was once more lifted from the floor and her athletic legs forced back around his midriff. To her amazement though, it seemed his first release had been little more than a down payment; as already she could feel a fresh erection pressing against the thin fabric of her underwear, just as hard and foreboding as its predecessor.

“Gohan?” Videl nervously voiced once their lips finally parted, a fear full look shining within her cerulean depths as she felt the weight of his burning flesh pressing against her covered core. Fear flooded her veins and her heart felt as if it were beating a thousand strokes a minute; was this it? Was this the minute she was to give her body to a man?

Yet despite the overwhelming amount of risks and possible consequences of doing so, Videl couldn’t deny that giving herself to the youth was what she wanted. Although a disused classroom was never once in her list of places in which to lose her virginity, Gohan was certainly the one she wanted; never before had she met someone like him.

“I want you Gohan.” She whispered hotly, a light blush staining her checks as she nervously spoke the words she had wanted to say all morning. However, the effect they had on Gohan was miraculous and before he had even finished giving her the nod of understanding; familiar emotions had returned to his gaze…

Gohan couldn’t believe what he was hearing, Videl actually wanted him, wanted him to penetrate her, wanted to have sex with him. Of course he wanted her too but then so did every boy in the school, possibly the entire city; she was like Helen of Troy, loved and desired by all and he had never believed for a moment that she may want him over so many others. But here they were, moments away from having sex and although he had no idea if she had ever been fucked before; he couldn’t imagine anyone he’d rather have his first time with.

Not breaking eye contact for even an instant, the Hybrid slowly reached beneath the lengths of her silken skirt; his nervous fingers slid up the damp fabric of her panties, seductively teasing folds of her labia and making Videl moan softly. Her ruby lips parting slightly as she expelled light moans, treating him to a view of her swaying tongue as she rolled her eyes and head back in a delicious show of pleasure; making his burning need for her grow all the stronger as the tips of his fingers curled beneath the elastic of her underwear.

Pushing the garment aside as her arms wrapped around his neck, he gave her a moment to take in a breath before pressing his arousal forward; not stopping until his engorged head had pierced her body. At his invasion however, Videl’s body went as tense as steel and a pained whimper passed her lips as her nails dug deep into the skin of his back.

“Sssshhhhh…” He softly whispered, taking care not to move as her body adjusted to his intrusion; the sensation of just having that part of him inside her was incredible but he had to fight the urge to ram his whole endowment within her depths, as doing so would quite probably damage the girl beyond repair. “The pain will pass soon Videl, I promise.”

Biting back tears, Videl gave a weak nod before suddenly burying her head in the arch of his neck; unwilling to let Gohan to see her looking so fragile. He was so large and her virgin body could barely contain this small part of his immense girth. Of course she had always known there would be pain the first time, that sombrely joyous piece of proof which proved she was joining herself with a man both in body and soul. Gohan’s size just magnified it tenfold and the only way she could keep from screaming was to image the sheer joy it would soon bring her…

However, Gohan was unwilling to let her suffer in silence and with a lover’s care; her took his right hand away from her full butt checks to gently tilt her chin back. She tried to fight his touch but Gohan proved too strong and she was forced to look up into his eyes, where she saw all the love and tenderness had to offer her. And with that, all her insecurities and fears suddenly ran away; for the first time in her life, Videl wasn’t afraid of what the world thought, she know that she could handle anything so long as Gohan was with her.

Emboldened, she threw all fears to the wind and used her grip on his shoulders to push her body further down his arousal while capturing his thin lips in a deep kiss. The pain was unimaginable, but the kiss they shared seemed to wipe it from her mind; only allowing her to concentrate on the fact that they were joined now in the most intimate of ways.

Gohan could smell blood on the air but no matter how hard he tried to restrain her, Videl just wouldn’t stop pushing herself on to him until she was completely impaled on his shaft. Even then, she refused to let him help as she nestled herself into his embrace; doing nothing more than keeping their lips locked together in a savouring kiss as she slowly adjusted to his presence.

Trapped in a torturous purgatory as she was drawn between the most exquisite of pleasure and the pinnacle of extreme agony, Videl lost all conceptions of time as the seconds seemed to stretch out to hours before her very eyes. Gohan was the only constant, the only sort of comfort she had against the agonise of her existence…but suddenly all the pain seemed to seep away and she left with only a delicious pleasure that drowned all her concerns in a sea of pleasure.

“Gohan…” She gasped, the odd position making her a little disoriented as the presence of his rigid flesh suddenly sent her senses into overdrive; never in any of her wildest dreams had she have ever imagined the sensation she was experiencing to be so intense. So intense in-fact, that she found it near impossible to comprehend anything besides his presence inside her, the pleasure of it completely overwhelming her ability to think. Only the notion that she was about to be made love to by Son Gohan, the most wonderful and caring man she had ever known; kept her sane. “…Move.”

Her words broke through the mental restraints Gohan had built up within himself like a great sea of water through a rickety damn and before he could control himself; the Saiyan pulled his hips back before savagely thrusting his godly cock into her core; sending its incredible mass deeper within her most sacred depths. The delicious sensation of her burning depths surrounding him made a long moan pass through his thin lips, but that couldn’t even compare to the shriek of ecstasy that Videl was to emit as his flesh burrowed ever deeper within her.

“Oh! Kami! Yes! Yes! Uhhhhh GOHAN!!!!” She cried, her deep sapphire eyes suddenly glazing over in pleasure as she was impaled on the Saiyan’s cock; causing a triumphant smirk to spread across his lips. The way she moaned and begged for more let him know it was okay to ravage her body and he quickly set about building a steady but quick pace that left her screaming for more.

Lifting her like she was nothing more than a rag-doll, the hybrid hungrily guided Videl along his shaft and showed no mercy as he worked his way deeper and deeper inside her. Yet the incredible cavern of her core welcomed his every admittance, her illustrious heat bathing him in incredible pleasure and shots of ecstasy ran across his nerves every time her tight walls convulsed around him.

“Oh!” she cried, her athletic legs tightening evermore around his waist. “Oh…oh…oh….Harder Gohan! Oh Fuck me HARDER!!!” Suddenly, Videl’s eyes widened to the size of saucers as a high-pitched moan escaped her lips and a minor orgasm rocked her body. Watching the display with a satisfied smile playing across his lips, Gohan quickly set about repeating the proses but with each passing thrust of his hips; the Hybrid’s movements were becoming more and more wild, an all too familiar sign of his Saiyan sides growing influence. However, the fact was lost on them; Videl having no knowledge of her lover’s true nature and he being just too consumed by the feel of her to dare stop his motions, even if that meant running the risk of losing control…

A risk which was growing by second, for as his head began to spin in a haze of climactic ecstasy; his hungry eyes set their sights on her luscious bosom. Although still barley contained within the grasp of her top, with every one of his thrusts, they bounced forward and almost came completely free of the black corset. The sight of her creamy flesh made his mouth water and before he could stop himself, one of his hands left the full checks of her arse and travelled up to her magnificent cleavage; where it lingered for a moment to gently trace the tops of her bosom. The contact made Videl shiver in pleasure but with his attention fixed on the delicious orbs, Gohan barely noticed and in one burst of primal passion, he grabbed the satin garment and pulled it down; allowing his wild eyes to feast on gorgeous cleavage. Full and firm, Videl’s breasts were the defiantly the definition of sheer perfection; their creamy complexion all the sweater when placed against her blackened clothing and rosy red nipples…

Gasping in a titillating cocktail of both pleasure and surprise, Videl wanted to scold Gohan for his aggression but found that the words died in her throat as he bowed his head down to take one of her buds between his teeth while latching his fingers onto her other breast and roughly groping the delicate flesh.

“Ohhh fuck me Gohan! For the love of Kami fuck me! Oh yeesss! It feels so good!” She cried, the mix of pleasures almost sending her over the edge as she dug her finger into the mass of Gohan’s thick hair; desperately trying to press him closer to her breast even as he ruthlessly immersed his flesh into her burning core. Her end was drawing near, the intense pleasure of their furious copulation threatening to burn her alive as she tinkered on the edge of an incredible peak; all but losing herself in the sensation.

However, Gohan was not done. Although his need for her burned all the stronger with every passing second, that ever growing Saiyan element would not let him give in to his pleasures. This was their first time and his primal side demanded that she be shown what he was capable of, to see that there was no other better than he for her…

“YES! YES! OHHH YEESSSS! OH KAMI I’M GOING TO CUM! OH YES! GOHAN I’M GOING TO CUM!!!!!!” screamed Videl, breaking the hybrids train of thought and whipping the last trace of humanity from his system as her inner walls began wildly tightening around him in climactic convulsions. The pleasure of it was intense and proved to be almost too much for the Demi-Saiyan to handle without going super, luckily his resolve was stronger than his flesh and he managed to refrain from cumming even as a wash of her burning nectar coated his member.

Exhausted beyond the point of recollection, the sapphire eyed teen was slipped between the realms of conscious
and unconscious with little regard for the realm around her; not noticing even as Gohan slowly withdrew his still hard arousal from her quivering depths and proceeded to carry her across the room. When at last she did awake however, it was to a very different scenario as to the one she remembered.

No longer encircled by the mighty weight of Gohan’s strong embrace, Videl groggily awoke to find her lover, along with all that had remained of her cloths , had vanished and she was bent over the desk that she had earlier presided by; blissfully unaware of the forgotten Camera which was still recording their every move.

“Gohan?” She whispered, suddenly afraid that he may have abandoned her and in-fact; she may have just given her virtue to just another fucker who only wanted her for her body…

“I see you’re finally awake.”

The voice brought her out of her melancholy and doing her best to stifle the tears which had already begun to run; she looked back over her shoulder to find Gohan standing behind, a sly smirk playing across his lips. However, before she could utter a single word; he took a hold of her hips and began rhythmically moving his hips, sliding the swollen body of his member teasingly along the entrance to her core. The engorged head parting her slick folds before suggestively massaging the tight bundle of nerves, making her gasp shallow breaths as her lips hung open in pleasure. Evidently, their previous coupling hadn’t been enough for him and so now he wished to finish the job; luckily Videl always liked a challenge and didn’t hesitate before rocking her hips back in an attempt to press him on.

Getting the message immediately, the wild light began to shine within the dark depths of his eyes and with a very Saiyan like cry; he pulled back slightly before slamming his great length all the way inside her burning tunnel. The full extent of his arousal nestling within her warmth as Videl cried out at the top of her lungs.

There was still pain, that inescapable twinge and ache which told the word her body was still new to the joys if a sexual relationship; but Gohan whipped that discomfort from her in an instant and as they become one once again, the greatest joy filled her body.

Much to their delight, this new position allowed the hybrid to penetrate her body more deeply and he started with a slow pace that left her whining for more as he leisurely thrust his cock in and out of her tight core; fighting off his own desire as he became intent on making her beg for more. Fortunately, he didn’t have to wait too long…

“For Kami’s sake Gohan…” She finally cried, growing desperate for her lover to retain his wild and oh so deep rhythm. “Do it harder would you, I want you to fuck me like the horny slut I am!” Hearing the girl’s deceleration, a very Saiyan smirk suddenly spread across his thin lips.

“You want hard Videl? Then you’ll get it harder than you could ever imagine!” Growled Gohan, his voice now more animal than man as he began hammering her slick entrance as fast and deeply as he could, filling the room with the sounds of their slapping hips and her frenzied cries of ecstasy.

“Oh Kami yes! YES! Oh I love it. Fuck me…FUCK ME!” Moaning, the teen couldn’t help but swivel her hips and push back against him, desperate to attain more of the sensations by meeting him on every thrust. “YES! YES! Oh… my body is yours. I’m all yours. Use me however you want, whenever you want… Just keep fucking me…please… OHHHH!!!!”

She was his! The though made Gohan’s heart race with excitement and a triumphant breath left his lips as he felt his Saiyan blood burn; now at last, the final curtain could be pulled and he would be granted his much needed release to mark her forever.

However, Videl noticed none of this for she was totally and unquestionably lost in the rapturous sea of pleasure that threatened to forever drown her wits. His presence inside her was all that she knew, the way that he filled and stretched her most intimate of spots blocking out even the loud protests of the desk beneath her. The loud squeaks and creeks of the dilapidated hinges sounded in perfect time with their motion, as if it were about to give way and break at any moment; yet the couple seemed not to care even it and the floor below gave way to their furious rutting.

“YES! YES! OHHHH! ALMOST…THERE! OH! FUCK ME! OHHH! YES! FUCK ME!” Videl moaned wantonly, her head rocking from side to side as wave after wave of euphoria crashed into her body but it wasn’t until his engorged shaft bumped her pleasure spot one last that she finally came in a gush of hot slimy fluid. “OHHHH FUCK YESSSSSS! I’M CUMMMMING! OH FUCK I’M CUMMING!”

“Oh Kami…I’m Cumming too!” Gohan finally gasped, sealing his onyx eyes as he felt her inner walls convulsing and tightening around his thick member once more; their soft yet burningly hot texture forcing him over that peak to join her as she fell into the sea of Nevada.

Moaning in pleasure as their orgasmic highs washed through them, the lovers slowly leaned off the desk but could barely take two steps before their legs gave way and they ended up just snuggling up to one another on the cold floor; the sweaty locks of Videl’s hair acting as a make shift blanket in the chilled morning air.

Basking in their afterglow and drifting in and out of consciousness, it wasn’t until they heard the shrill call of the school bell ringing to signal the end of first period that they remembered they were still at school.

“Oh Man we missed first period!” Gohan gasped, panicking as he thought of what his mother would do the moment she got a call from the school saying he was playing truant; there wouldn’t be a frying pan big enough for her to hit him with. “We are going to be in so much trouble…” However, despite the apparent seriousness of their situation, Videl could only laugh as she watched him jump to his feet and begin trying to fit his legs through the arms of his shirt.

“Gohan…I had the police chief call school this morning to say that you and I were caught up in the middle of a down town shoot out and are currently being checked out of the hospital to give witness statements.” She said in a very matter-of-fact tone, a sly smile gracing her bruised lips as she added “They won’t be expecting in class until after lunch.”

“Oh…” He murmured, crimson staining his checks as he quickly dropped the shirt before a very confused look suddenly appeared on his face. “Wait, they won’t be expecting us until after lunch? But that’s four hours. What are we going to do until then?”

However, she didn’t answer him, or at least not verbally. Instead, her smile widened as he proceed to get to her knees and very seductively crawl towards him on all fours; almost like a stalking tigress with her predatory gaze set on his arousal.

Swallowing the lump that had formed in his throat, Gohan felt a smirk begin to creep across his lips as he took in her inviting proposition and making a mental note to snatch the camera from its hideaway later; he quickly gave her a firm nod.

“…OK”.

The End

AN: Well there it is, that is really how Gohan persuaded Videl to keep quiet about his secret. I’m trying to focus a bit more on emotions and feelings instead of just the actual act so if you enjoyed this…Please Review!