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The Nijigaku Idol Club had all agreed to go ahead and grant one of their most passionate members their wish, going ahead with filming something so bizarre and outrageous that not a single one of them could bring themselves to turn it down. They didn’t want to hurt their friend’s feelings after all.
The video could still be found online on sketchy websites, having been uploaded by the very girl who requested such a ludicrous situation be captured on camera. And if you were lucky, you would even find the director’s cut that contained commentary from the filming crew, although many believed such a thing didn’t exist.
After all, a bunch of school idols taking part in something so preposterous as reenacting a classic hentai trope? It was simply absurd and unheard of.
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In the dead of night where the moon was shrouded by clouds, a black-haired girl dressed in a black and red skin tight spandex suit, one that was almost identical to the kind that you’d see on those live action superhero television series that were extremely popular in the 90s and early 2000s, was keeping a watchful eye on a laboratory in the distance through a pair of binoculars.
As the self righteous heroine of justice, she took it upon herself to right the wrongs of society, focusing all of her attention on ensuring the safety and wellbeing of her peers at school. She wasn’t fighting against a corrupt government, that was far too idealistic. No, she was battling it out with crime syndicates, ones that prayed upon naive and powerless teenagers.
While she may not have any actual superpowers, the girl with an admirable sense of justice and morals trained on a daily basis to ensure that she could best anyone if blows needed to be exchanged. Fortunately, she’d yet to resort to violence as she much preferred the stealth approach, finding it was rather thrilling to thwart plans in silence.
Her last target had been a group of scum who were aiming to create a drug ring that made use of weak and helpless students to do all of the exchanges for them. It had been a simple task to bring to light their nefarious deeds, and the heroine of justice was pleased that she had prevented any of her peers from entering a life of crime.
Tonight however, she had her eyes set on a seemingly normal laboratory that’s prime objective was researching genetics in hopes of creating cures for diseases. A noble cause, to be sure, but the black-haired girl had caught wind that it was all a facade, that beneath the surface laid an unspeakable, unforgivable truth.
They were allegedly using high school students as test subjects.
She was here to get to the bottom of it, and she was keeping a close eye on the research facility, taking note of the cycle that security took. It was rather simple, and as she’d come here just last week on a school trip, she was well aware of the locations of surveillance cameras.
While her outfit may not be the most appropriate for stealth missions, the heroine of justice was determined to dress for the occasion, to be as flashy as possible so that anyone could recognise her as an ally to the just cause. At the very least, the colour of her spandex suit was predominantly dark.
Feeling confident and ready to get to work on proving whether these rumours harboured any truth or if she was just wasting her time, the girl tied her long, black hair up into a ponytail and began to move. Approaching the facility was easy enough, given she had drilled security’s pattern of surveillance into her head.
As much as she would have loved to kick down the door and make a scene, she knew it wasn’t the most appropriate thing to do, especially to a government-funded research facility like this. She was tempted, really, as she wanted to make a grand entrance at least once and announce to the wrongdoers who exactly they were messing with.
She was the heroine of justice, Red Scarlet, and she would never turn a blind eye to nefarious deeds.
Clinging to the walls and sticking to the shadows, the girl made sure to pay close attention to her surroundings as she made her way towards a window that led to the bathrooms. It was just big enough that she could slip inside, and it made her wonder if the guards circling the area were even aware of such an obvious point of entry.
Either way, it wasn’t her job to question whether security was doing their task as there were more prying matters to attend to. Sneaking her way to the large open lab that was more of an office than anything, she was well aware of something that had caught her attention during her visit with her classmates.
There was an odd statue situated in the centre of the room, one that depicted a goddess of some sorts. She hadn’t been able to research who exactly it was supposed to represent, but the heroine was more interested in the hidden number pad situated on the inside of the thighs.
Taking a moment to recall the various number combinations she had found while digging into the background of this research facility, she immediately inputted the numbers 1-3-1-1. She wasn’t sure what the meaning behind the passcode was, but it wasn’t of importance as the statue began along a pair of rails, revealing a staircase leading down beneath the ground level.
As far as she could tell, there was no basement on any of the floor plans or blueprints she’d managed to find online. Yet this was undoubtedly leading her underground to a place that most definitely was harbouring some deep, dark secret. Why else would anyone go out of their way to hide such a thing behind a hidden entry locked by a passcode?
Gasping in awe at the sheer size of the room she’d just stepped into, there were countless crates scattered about randomly. They were perfect for masking her presence and hiding behind, and she slowly crept her way towards the red light that led further into the hidden basement of the research facility.
“Miachi, don’t you ever get tired of being such a sour apple?”
“Well sorry that I’m not as careless as you are, Ai.”
The sounds of two girls bickering caught the black-haired girl off guard, and as she peeked her head out, she noticed two familiar faces, both of which were dressed in casual clothes, albeit their choice in fashion was rather flashy and exposed far more skin than they rightfully should.
Why are Ai and Mia here? Don’t tell me they were kidnapped? Wondering to herself why her friends were in this secret underground basement, the heroine of justice remained silent as she watched on, feeling like she was missing the big picture here. Just what were the pair of blondes up to?
“Someone’s jealous, aren’t they? You’re just upset that Rinari clings to me all the time,” the gleaming gyaru responded, the playfulness in her voice echoing throughout the large open space as it was blatantly obvious that she was just fooling around. Wearing a white crop top and a pair of absurdly small booty shorts, she was practically flaunting her voluptuous figure.
The shorter girl flicked her hair and shook her head, finding it hard to believe that someone older than her could be this carefree. She couldn’t refute the claims however, as they were the truth, not that she was ever going to admit it. “Whatever. Keep that attitude up and you’ll suffocate Rina before long.”
The spandex wearing girl had to rub her eyes as she could hardly believe what she was seeing; the normally petite Mia was sporting a figure quite similar to Ai’s. Granted, there was some distance between them so she couldn’t be entirely sure, but she was positive that the foreign student was curvier than she remembered.
“Hehe. You know she loves us both equally, Miachi. Anyway, did you hear the secret entrance open up earlier, or was it just me?” Grinning, Ai nonchalantly changed the topic, turning her attention towards the stairway leading up to the ground floor. She could have sworn that she heard the statue moving along the rails just moments ago.
Sighing, Mia surveyed the area thoroughly from where she stood, being able to see through the dimly lit room with ease. She could vaguely make out what appeared to be a figure hiding behind a storage crate, and she knew what to do. Bringing a finger to her lip, she remarked sarcastically, “I have no idea what you are talking about.”
The pair of blondes nodded their heads understandingly at one another, with Ai piecing together where exactly Mia was focusing her attention. In the blink of an eye, they sprinted towards the heroine’s hiding spot, leaping over her and landing on their feet without so much as breaking a sweat.
“W-What the..?” The girl clad in spandex blurted out as she spun her head around, having barely been able to keep up with the two blurs dashing towards her a second ago. The colour drained from her face as she had both Ai and Mia staring down at her, one with a wicked grin, while the other had a nasty scorn.
She didn’t even have time to defend herself as they simultaneously struck, one lightly tapping her on the back of the neck while the other gave a soft blow to her gut. As her vision faded to black, she could vaguely make out the smiles on her friends’ faces, and she couldn’t help but wonder what had gotten into them.
By the time she regained consciousness, she found herself restrained. There were iron cuffs tied around her ankles and wrists, rendering her completely helpless as she was resting against a table of sorts. No matter how much she struggled, her bindings wouldn’t budge in the slightest.
“I wouldn’t do that, Setsu. I doubt I could ever break free in your position,” a playful warning caught her off guard as Ai stepped closer to the table, dressed now in a black skinsuit that clung to her curvy figure perfectly. There was a look in her eye that sent a shiver down the heroine’s spine, one that instilled fear in her.
Mia approached from the other side, wearing an identical outfit to the gyaru as it was now blatantly obvious that she had undergone a significant growth spurt of sorts. Her normally petite body was now ripe, with curves in all of the right places. “To think you would stick your nose into this, Setsuna. I can’t say I’m surprised, really.”
“Ai! Mia! W-What did you two do to me!? Let me go!” Struggling against her restraints, Setsuna was just wasting her energy as she was at least thankful that her expensive, custom made spandex suit wasn’t damaged. She was confused and worried about what exactly was going on here.
The last thing she remembered was being knocked unconscious by Ai and Mia, both of which seemed to possess inhumane strength as they bolted towards her at a blinding speed and subdued her effortlessly. She’d undergone intense training of her own, yet the pair overpowered her with ease.
She expected one of the blondes to respond, but another voice, one that was meek and lacked emotion chimed up from out of her field of view.
“Hello Setsuna. Or would you prefer I call you Red Scarlet?” A girl dressed in a white lab coat stepped closer, having been situated at a computer of sorts with what appeared to have dozens of monitors. Her pink-hair resembled a mop in a way, and she showed no facial expressions whatsoever.
It was bad enough that Ai and Mia were here, but Setsuna could hardly believe that the tech genius Rina was wrapped up in this mess. And by the looks of things, she appeared to hold quite some power here, given how the pair of blondes bowed at her and stepped aside, giving the short girl freedom to do as she pleased.
“R-Rina!? W-What are you doing here!? And how do you know my superhero alias?” Confused and harbouring so many questions that she was just dying to hear the answer to, the black-haired girl felt somewhat betrayed. Three of her friends from school were here in the secret underground lab of a research facility, and she was starting to think all of the inexcusable rumours were true.
Tilting her head to the side in confusion, Rina pulled out a tablet from her pocket, tapping away at it before turning it around to show video footage of Setsuna entering the building from a drone’s perspective. “You’re not good at hiding secrets. You’ve been shaking with excitement at school for weeks now, Setsuna. And who else would parade around dressed like a superhero?”
“D-Don’t you laugh at me! You just don’t understand the aesthetic, okay?” Hearing the blondes snicker at her from out of her vision, Setsuna raised her voice in an attempt to defend herself. She was incapable of much else, given how she was bound to the table and couldn’t get the restraints to budge.
Remaining quiet, Rina hit a button on her tablet, causing the table that the black-haired girl was lying atop to extend upwards before becoming vertical. It was clearly a device that was used for experimentation, given how easily it moved about. “Setsuna, you shouldn’t stick your nose into my business like this.”
“And I’m supposed to just turn a blind eye to all of this? It’s true, isn’t it? You’re kidnapping people from school and making them your test subjects, aren’t you?” Furrowing her brows as she glared down at the smaller girl, Setsuna demanded to hear the truth. She didn’t want to believe that her friends were capable of such nefarious acts, and she wanted to think that this was all just one big misunderstanding.
Spinning around on her heels, Rina approached the dozen monitors, hitting several keys on her keyboard before all of the screens changed to an image of teenage girls. The two most noticeable ones were of Ai and Mia, while there were plenty of other faces that Setsuna didn’t recognise, yet they all shared one thing in common.
Blonde hair.
“Rinari isn’t kidnapping anyone, Setsu. You’ve got it all wrong. She’s just lonely, you know? Rinari just wants some friends, ones that meet her criteria,” Ai approached the restrained girl, shaking her head with a grin on her face as she explained the situation briefly. All the while, there was a wicked look in her eye, one that could make anyone shiver if they stared deep into her amber coloured orbs.
From the side, Mia just scoffed, evidently having her own thoughts on the matter. “Rina? Lonely? Don’t make up lies like that, Ai. I mean really. You could at least make it more believable, couldn’t you? Like maybe just come out and admit that she has a thing for blondes?”
“T-That sounds even more absurd than what Ai said…” Setsuna intervened, unsure whether this was a comedy skit or if they were being serious. It was so preposterous and ludicrous, yet the tension in the room made it feel as if she was still missing the big picture here. Just what was Rina up to?
Putting on a pair of visor sunglasses, one that was evidently handmade as there was nothing quite like it on the market, the pink-haired girl began to slide her hands about, not saying a word as it was like she was in her own little world. It was confusing to say the least, given that she was just cutting through the air from Setsuna’s perspective.
“Rinari’s playing around with uh.. Virtual Reality? Augmented? I don’t quite get it, but basically, she’s playing around with a bunch of screens that only she can see,” chiming in, Ai wasn’t entirely sure of what was happening as it was too far beyond her understanding. She was impressed to be sure, but she couldn’t fathom how it worked.
Sighing for what must have been the umpteenth time that day, Mia felt the need to correct the gyaru, even though she didn’t want to. “It’s Augmented Reality. It creates a world of visuals and sounds for the user, all of which are shown atop of the real world. I believe you know of that mobile game where you run around capturing monsters? That’s more or less what’s going on here.”
“S-So what is Rina up to..?” Setsuna had a decent understanding of what the foreign girl meant, yet she hadn’t the faintest of ideas as to what Rina was hoping to achieve here. If she wasn’t kidnapping students from school, then what was her goal here? Why did she have a secret underground lab underneath a genetic research facility?
Turning around and approaching the confused Setsuna, Rina continued to tap away at the pop up menus that were being presented to her through the lens of the visor. While she would love to go into detail on what she was doing, she knew that no one present would really comprehend just how high tech it all was.
“It’s simple. I’m creating a paradise for myself. We all want to feel like we belong somewhere, Setsuna. To me, having Ai and Mia by my side makes me happy. But I want to expand my friendship group, and I have been in contact with girls who meet my criteria,” the pink-haired girl casually explained, not showing any emotion whatsoever.
Paradise? Criteria? What is Rina going on about? Setsuna couldn’t help but wonder to herself as it felt like she was talking to a mad scientist, one who was about to reveal their grand plan to brainwash the masses and turn them into her loyal and obedient slaves, essentially making them her puppets.
“Blondes are hot. I don’t understand where you would get the impression that I’m kidnapping people, but I promise this is all consensual, Setsuna. Ai and Mia can both attest to that,” Rina came out and admitted that she really did have a fetish for blondes, and that this was entirely a misunderstanding caused by a rumour.
Both Ai and Mia just nodded their heads in agreement, although there was still one question that Setsuna desperately wanted an answer to; why is Rina doing all of this in secret?
“Of course, having blonde hair alone isn’t enough to meet my standards. Take a look at Ai for a moment. She’s got curves in all of the right places, she’s attractive, and she’s got a woman’s charm to her, don’t you think?” Rina continued, flipped her visor up as she stared into the black-haired girl’s eyes.
The pieces were all starting to come together inside of Setsuna’s mind, and she wasn’t sure what to feel about all of this. To think that the awkward girl who struggled to express herself would resort to such odd measures just to create a paradise for herself was baffling, and she just couldn’t comprehend where this idea came from to begin with.
“But then Mia transferred to our school, and she was petite. She’s cute, but I wanted her to be the epitome of sexiness. So I did some research and found out that I could fix this, that I could help make Mia even more beautiful,” Rina had an almost unnoticeable smile on her face as she explained herself.
Turning to face the blonde in question, Setsuna was surprised to see that Mia herself wasn’t upset by any of this. In fact, she seemed rather pleased now that she wasn’t able to be considered a child despite being the youngest. It was all so confusing, and she didn’t understand why anyone would go to such lengths for something so trivial.
“Increasing their physical abilities, making their bodies develop to meet both my own and their standards. Ai and Mia were hesitant at first, but after I explained to them how much this all meant to me, they agreed without a second thought. And I love them for that,” describing the modifications she’d made to her friends’ bodies, Rina was quite proud of her scientific prowess.
So that’s how they got behind me! No wonder I didn’t see them until it was too late. Shaking her head as it was clear she was out of her league here, that she stood no chance in actually fighting back against Ai and Mia, Setsuna got a good understanding of what was going on here.
Rina was just obsessed with blondes that she was creating a harem for herself, and even resorting to experimentation if need be.
“I-I think I get it. But what do you plan on doing to me?” Setsuna had to ask, as it was clear that there were no crimes being committed here. At least, none that she should likely be concerned over. She figured that now that the misunderstanding was cleared up, that she would be allowed to walk free.
If only things were that simple.
“I’d like for you to undergo some training, Setsuna. You’re the first person to discover my plan to make a paradise, and as much as I want to trust you, I just can’t,” lowering her visor glasses once again, Rina made it clear that she wasn’t about to let the heroine of justice leave so easily.
Outraged with the pink-haired girl’s decision, Setsuna failed to realise that the pair of blondes and the mad scientist herself had covered their mouths and noses. It only clicked that a gas was filling the room, one that was causing her head to spin as she slowly began to faze out of consciousness.
“Sorry Setsuna. You brought this upon yourself.”
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Waking up inside of a room alongside multiple girls, all of which had blonde hair, Setsuna found that she was once again restrained, this time to a chair. Her precious red and black spandex suit was gone, replaced with a skimpy leotard of some kind, one that made her look almost like Ai and Mia.
Her arms were tied behind the back of her seat, and her legs were spread apart and exposing her crotch as a chain suspended down from the ceiling and was holding them upwards. She was once again powerless, and gazing around, she found that the blondes were in the same predicament.
A girl with a ponytail, one with short hair tied up in a loop on the side, another with long, straight hair that could be mistaken as a model. There was one with braided hair with pink tips, and even a girl with twintails that ended in a turquoise colour were seated around the room, all of which were unconscious.
Setsuna didn’t recognise a single one of them, but she could swear that they seemed familiar. Maybe she’d seen them in a magazine or online? She couldn’t tell, but it was clear that they were here on Rina’s behalf. And it made her wonder just what laid in store for all of them.
“Morning sleepyhead. Sorry about knocking you out with no warning, but Rinari doesn’t like causing a scene. Don’t you worry, okay? You’ll be the first of many to undergo this treatment,” Ai apologised and called out to the black-haired girl who stuck out amongst the crowd, keeping a watchful eye on the room.
She was considered Rina’s partner in crime as she was quite encouraging towards the bizarre plan of creating a paradise of blondes, and while Ai had been concerned at first, just seeing how excited the younger girl was made it all worth it in the end. She was infatuated with the mad scientist, and she’d do whatever it took to make her happy.
“Ai! Please, let me go! I-I won’t say a word about this to anyone, I promise!” Pleading to the good will inside of the gyaru, Setsuna was blissfully unaware of the pink-haired girl standing behind her. She wanted nothing more than to go back to her peaceful life, to pretend that none of this ever happened.
Circling around to the front of the distressed girl, Rina had her pair of visor glasses on, seeing a list of windows in the lens, each one full of lines of code that she gazed over. She just shook her head before explaining, “Sorry Setsuna, but you this is for your own good. You’ll be the first to have her body converted into one big erogenous zone.”
“W-What!? Rina, that’s insane! Stop this, I beg of you!” Alarmed at what she had just heard, Setsuna only now realised what lay in store for her. She was going to most definitely be tortured, to have her body experimented on for hours on end, transforming her into an abomination of some sorts.
Rina just stared blankly at her before tapping away on the pop up windows that were only present in the visor lens. The sound of gears spinning could be heard before several robotic arms extended down from the ceiling. “Your body will be pushed to the limit as you endure consecutive orgasms without end. By the end, even the slightest touch will arouse you, Setsuna.”
“Rina! C-Come on, you can stop playing around now, alright? Please?” Concerned with that last statement, Setsuna continued to plead for mercy, hoping that she could reason with the crazy girl. Unfortunately she was ignored as the mechanical arms began to tickle her armpits, waist and the soles of her feet.
Being met with the hysterical and uncontrolled giggling that she expected, Rina reached into her pocket and pulled out a metal collar, clasping it around Setsuna’s neck and securing it in place. With the tap of a button in her Augmented Reality setup, small electric currents began to course through the heroine’s body.
They were pleasant and far from painful, but it was enough to make the black-haired girl cry out amidst her non-stop laughter. How any of the unconscious blondes around the room could remain in their states without realising what was happening was beyond her, and she could hardly think straight as sweet sensations coursed throughout her body.
“Aww Rinari, I thought you said I was going to be the first to experience this!” Ai hurried over to the mad scientist, feeling jealous that she wasn’t the test subject this time around. She’d made it clear that she’d do whatever it took to make Rina’s dreams a reality, and she’d even tossed in some ideas of her own.
Tilting her head to the side, Rina just stared blankly at the gyaru for a moment before shaking her head, explaining her choice, “I have something else planned for you, Ai. It’s not ready yet though, so can you keep an eye on things here for me? Mia should be joining you shortly after she finishes sorting out my packages.”
“A present? For me? Rinari, you’re the best! Don’t you worry, I’ll keep you posted on things, okay? Oh, I just can’t wait!” Shaking with excitement despite the uncontrollable laughter and shrieks filling the air, Ai was thoroughly pleased with herself. Just knowing that she had a gift being arranged on her behalf made her day.
Setsuna continued to thrash about, struggling to get very far as the restraints kept her in place. Her body was burning up, and her mind was becoming a blurry mess as even the slightest twist sent waves of pleasure crashing through her. The leotard was digging into her skin, and while she should feel uncomfortable, it only made it all the more thrilling.
She didn’t understand what this was supposed to prove, how any of this was going to turn her body into one big erogenous zone, yet she was powerless to do anything but endure it. Sexual excitement was coursing through her veins despite how much she dreaded this situation, and the gentle electric shocks ensured that she didn’t fall into unconsciousness once again.
The heroine of justice had on idea how much time had passed, nor was she aware of her surroundings any longer as it all blended together, but she was determined to not let Rina have her way, that she wasn’t going to succumb to these insane experiments. She was going to endure this to the bitter end.
Not even 10 minutes had passed since the tickling and electric pulses began and Setsuna was already on the brink of climaxing. It was humiliating, but she couldn’t deny the pleasure echoing throughout her body. It was absurd to think that such a ludicrous contraption could actually reduce her to such a sorry state.
Sweat was trickling down her body, and every slight twist and turn as she struggled against her restraints only further made the sensations all the more unbearable. She was immediately caught off guard when another pair of mechanical arms extended down from the ceiling and began to massage her average-sized breasts.
The chair beneath her was drenched, and the black-haired girl could hardly process what was happening any longer as a powerful orgasm ripped right through her, causing her mind to short circuit temporarily. It was so degrading to think that a machine of all things had done this to her.
“Whoa. So this is Rina’s latest experiment, is it? The one she claimed you’d be the first to experience?” Mia stepped inside of the room, closing the door behind her as she marvelled at the device that the tech genius had crafted. She was impressed, although this was to be expected from someone like Rina.
Ai nodded her head in agreement, having had nothing better to do than watch Setsuna thrash about uncontrollably. “Rinari’s amazing, isn’t she? But get this, Miachi! She said she was working on a present for me! How exciting is that!? I mean, what could it possibly be? Do you think she’s going to confess?”
“H-How the hell am I supposed to know!?” The shorter blonde retorted, annoyed that she wasn’t being showered with affection like the gyaru was. Still, she was jealous, and she wished that she would be presented with a gift of some kind from the erratic Rina. Although admitting that would be the death of her.
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Setsuna hadn’t the faintest of ideas as to how much time had passed before the insane contraption came to a halt, but she could hardly keep still as the currents of pleasure coursed through her. It was humiliating, but she had been forced to orgasm dozens upon dozens of times.
Her hands, armpits, breasts, stomach, butt, thighs, calves, soles of her feet, neck, ears, lips and tongue. There wasn’t a single place left on her body that wasn’t ultra sensitive, as the cold air blowing through the vents made her cry out ecstatically. She had failed to endure the experiment, and her composure was torn to shreds.
Yet this was only the beginning of the nightmare that awaited her, as the leotard was torn to shreds before a pair of suction cups were attached to her breasts. She could hardly speak, yet she could see three familiar figures standing before her, each one of them staring at her intently.
“So you’re going to milk Setsu?”
“Is she even capable of lactating..?”
“At the moment? No, Setsuna’s mammary glands are inactive. But this machine will apply enough suction that it will most likely trigger a reaction of some kind. It’s still in the testing phase,” Rina shook her head as she explained the situation to the pair of blondes, unsure if this would even work out.
With the push of a button, the milking device started up, massaging Setsuna’s breasts and pulling on them, providing enough stimulation to coax an erotic moan from her lips. It was all mind blowing as pleasure crashed throughout her like a tidal wave, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t bear it.
“N-Nnnh! Aaah! S-Stahp!” The delirious girl cried out amidst the madness, incapable to do anything as it felt like her nipples were being stretched out by the force of the suction. The stimulation to her sensitive bosom was far more than she could bear, as yet another orgasm tore right through her.
Rina and her blonde companions watched on in awe, surveying what was unfolding before their very eyes and making note of just how many times the heroine of justice had squirted. It wasn’t that they found it amusing, but it was more so that none of them had anything better to do at this current time.
After all, it was currently Sunday, and none of them had any plans for the day.
I-I can’t take it any more!! Setsuna’s face was beet red as her eyes rolled back into her head, and there was a scorching heat swelling up inside of her chest, not to mention a ticklish sensation growing in her breasts. Arching her body forwards, she cried out as white fluid began to fill the suction cups.
It shouldn’t have been possible, but she had been forced to lactate despite having no sexual experience whatsoever. It was preposterous, yet her pleasant and delirious moans echoing throughout the room were a sign that she was thoroughly enjoying herself, despite how insane this entire situation was.
The pleasure of lactating was running through her body, sending shivers down her spine as she orgasm in quick succession. The chair she was situated on was absolutely drenched in a puddle of her own excitement, and it was leaking off the sides, dripping down onto the cold hard floor below.
“Nhh! T-Turn it off! P-Please turn it off!!!” Pleading for a shred of mercy as her body was being modified, Setsuna was hysterical as tears ran down her cheeks, a stark contrast to the intoxicated smile on her face. One could assume that she was loving every second of this ludicrous experiment.
She writhed in pleasure as she was milked in front of her friends from school, alongside many unconscious strangers who were blissfully unaware of the fate that awaited them. It was humiliating, and Setsuna knew that this was far from over. After all, Rina and the pair of blondes seemed quite pleased with themselves.
“Rinari, check it out. Setsu thinks she can order you around.”
“You’re in for it now, Setsuna.”
“It’s good that you’re so lively, but I’m not stopping the experiment now, Setsuna. Do your best to hold on for another 20 minutes, okay?” Shaking her head, Rina wasn’t about to call it quits here. She understood that both Ai and Mia were joking around, yet she had no intentions on increasing the intensity of the suction.
She wasn’t that cruel.
Setsuna thrashed about as she was milked for what felt like an eternity, producing far more breast milk than what she thought was humanly possible, all of which was being sent through a pump into a storage tank. She never thought it would end, that this would drag on forever, but it all came to an abrupt halt as time ticked away.
“Ai. Mia. Release her from her bindings. Let’s take her to my personal lab.”
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“You upgraded the fucking machine, huh Rinari? Do you think I could try it out again later?” An overly excited Ai asked as she placed the black-haired girl down onto a table. There was no need to even try and restrain her at this point in time, given that she had been reduced to a babbling mess.
A robotic arm with a dildo attached to the end was extending towards Setsuna’s drenched womanhood, the rubbery toy vibrating vividly as it neared its destination. It was 8 inches long and not too thick, but it was more than enough to get some form of satisfaction without any discomfort whatsoever.
Rina had designed the machine in order to help train Ai and Mia to endure orgasms, and while the gyaru had pushed the contraption to its limit, it served its purpose. The pair were now both incapable of satisfying themselves, their bodies having been modified to crave the most intense pleasure possible.
The kind only Rina could provide them with.
Shaking her head in refusal as she only now realised what the machine’s purpose was, Setsuna couldn’t find her voice as she knew that this would be the final nail in the coffin. If that dildo was inserted into her now, she would never recover. She’d go mad and become a slave to the maddening lust coursing through her body.
“Mia, you can handle things from here, can’t you? I want to prepare things for later,” Rina chimed up, clearly not interested in seeing things through when there was work to be done elsewhere. She wanted to work on her present for Ai while also ensuring that the next step in Setsuna’s training was ready at a moment’s notice.
Grinning somewhat sadistically, Mia nodded her head as she was given a controller of some sorts from the pink-haired girl. She was going to enjoy this as she was just itching to vent some steam. “Good luck, Rina. I’ll try not to break Setsuna for you, okay? Take Ai with you, please.”
Confused, Rina motioned for the gyaru to follow suit, leaving only Mia and Setsuna alone in the private laboratory. It was clean and organised, a sign that the person in charge here took good care of things. Although there were the occasional tools left lying atop of tables, but it was nothing too major.
“You’re in for it now, Setsuna. You’re going to experience just what I did,” chuckling to herself, the short yet voluptuous blonde pushed the button, causing the dildo to plunge forward, forcibly burying itself inside of the black-haired girl’s privates. It bottomed itself out with ease, showing no signs of mercy.
The vibrations and buzzing sounds could be heard amidst Setsuna’s shrieks as the adult toy pounded against the walls of her pussy before working up a slow pace. It was pistoning in and out of her at a bearable speed, but it was gradually growing faster with each passing moment.
As much as she wanted to hate this, Setsuna absolutely loved having the deepest parts of her body stretched out and pounded in such a cruel manner. Pleasure was bursting forth from within her, and she quickly reached an orgasm, thrashing about as she squealed deliriously.
“Pfft. Already? We’re only just getting started. This is nothing compared to what I endured,” shaking her head in disappointment, Mia increased the speed of the piston. She wanted to make it perfectly clear what the differences between herself and the foolish heroine of justice were, to prove that she wasn’t a kid.
Wave after wave crashed through Setsuna as she experienced orgasm after orgasm, given no time to rest as the buzzing of the vibrating dildo combined with the noises coming from the machine battled it out against her moans. It was reaching the point where even a single thrust was making her mind go blank as she squirted uncontrollably.
It was unbearable, and she genuinely wanted to pass out from the overwhelming pleasure sweeping throughout her body, yet it was impossible to do so. When she would start to drift into unconsciousness, the machine would pound against the entrance to her womb, sending shivers up her spine and making her convulse vividly.
“Let’s just skip to the fun, shall we? Full power, let’s go!” Mia smirked as she increased the speed of the piston to its limits, finding it somewhat amusing that Setsuna was incapable of enduring this much when she had to deal with it for an entire 24 hour period. It just proved that she was more skilled despite her age.
Squirming as it felt like she was being drilled by the dildo, Setsuna was shooting out breast milk like a sprinkler, unable to control herself as she was experiencing unprecedented sensations that were beyond what the human body was capable of enduring. She wanted it to end, but the vibrations were persistent, causing her to climax repeatedly.
No matter how much she yearned to pass out and have this nightmare end, her wish was never granted.
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Time became a blur to Setsuna as she was subjected to experiment after experiment without rest, but then it all came to a halt. She thought it was a cruel joke, that she was just being fed false hope, but as she lay atop of a table while writhing in the currents of pleasure coursing through her body, nothing happened.
No crazy contraption fucking her brains out, no restraints tying her down while she was forced to endure her entire body being turned into an erogenous zone. Nothing.
“Take a look at yourself in the mirror now, Setsuna.”
Rina’s expressionless voice called out to her, and the black-haired girl slowly sat upright, looking forwards towards a full-body mirror that had been placed inside of the room at some point. Her mind was an utter mess, and her body wouldn’t stop shaking from the cold air brushing against her bare skin.
A gasp escaped her lips as she could hardly believe her eyes; her breasts were just as large as Ai’s, her hips were wide like a goddess’, and her butt seemed to have grown bigger. She was in a similar state to the cruel blondes that obeyed Rina without so much as a second thought, and it wasn’t until now that she realised it.
Droplets of breast milk were trickling down her bosom, and she was in awe at what had happened to her body. She had assumed that this would never end, that she'd spend the rest of her days as a mere slave to the pink-haired girl who longed for a paradise consisting of voluptuous blondes.
As wrong as it was to think of herself in such a manner, Setsuna believed she was sexy.
“You can go now, Setsuna. There’s a remedy on my desk over there if you’d like to return back to normal and pretend that this was just a bad dream,” Rina was so nonchalant about it, but there was no signs of dishonesty in her voice or actions. She maintained her distance, keeping her hands out of her pockets to prove she wasn’t about to go back on her word.
This has to be a joke, right? She makes me go through hours and hours of torturous training, and she is just letting me walk away? Blinking as she took in what was happening, Setsuna could hardly comprehend this situation. She expected to be trapped here, to be moulded to the mad scientist’s liking.
“What’s wrong? You don’t want to stay, do you?” Rina asked as she tilted her head to the side in confusion, having expected the black-haired girl to make a run for the remedy and rush out of the door. She had gotten all of the results from her experiments she needed, and there was no longer a need to keep the heroine prisoner.
Outraged that the younger girl would dare even propose such a ludicrous idea, Setsuna took a moment to stop and think about how appealing it was. Sure, she’d been thoroughly humiliated and made a fool of, but she had to admit that she enjoyed herself. Not to mention the changes to her body were amazing to say the least.
The silence lingered in the room for a good while before someone spoke up.
“H-Hypothetically speaking, what would happen to me if I remained here..?” Setsuna nervously asked, wanting to sate her curiosity about what fate would await her if she decided to not leave. She wasn’t seriously considering it, or at least that’s what she kept repeating to herself in her mind.
Bringing out a tablet from her pocket, Rina tapped away before showing an image of what the heroine of justice would look like if she was subjected to any more experiments. She’d have blonde hair, even larger breasts, and a note on the side claimed that she would have her personality erased.
I’m the heroine of justice! I’m Red Scarlet! I can’t just turn a blind eye to any of this! Reminding herself that she should be enforcing justice, that she should be thwarting these inhumane and utterly insane plans, Setsuna couldn’t help but find the appeal of joining Rina’s paradise somewhat alluring.
“You can leave, Setsuna. Really. I’m not forcing you to stay,” Rina once again made it perfectly clear that she wasn’t going to hold her captive any longer, that she had gotten the test results she needed to ensure that she made the harem she longed for. There was nothing else to gain aside from a new member of her paradise.
Setsuna gazed over towards the door, contemplating the choice about whether to leave or stay. She should rightfully barge out of the door at this very second, to take the remedy and have her modified body restored back to normal. After all she’d endured over the last day? She had all the right to be outraged.
“Well…”
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“Check it out, Miachi! Rinari turned me into a kuro gyaru!” Flaunting her tanned skin and boasting about how incredible it was, Ai was wearing nothing but a black micro bikini, one that barely covered her erect nipples and privates. She was absolutely thrilled to have received a present from the pink-haired girl, let alone something like this.
Shaking her head and flipping her hair as she turned to look away, Mia hated to admit that she was actually jealous of the clear favouritism that Rina showed towards Ai. She wanted the same treatment, albeit not being tanned. Something that she would personally enjoy, and a surprise at that.
“Ai. Mia. I’d like to introduce our newest member,” Rina called out to the pair from her lab, having poked her head out of the door as she overheard the pair talking amongst themselves. She was hoping to blow the minds of the loyal blondes that she cherished above all else, and she was going to reward them on their next day off.
They’d stuck with her from Saturday afternoon all the way through to Sunday evening after all.
Ai and Mia entered the mad scientist’s laboratory, not sure what to expect. Neither one of them anticipated that they’d come face to face with another blonde, one that they were quite familiar with. With long hair that ran halfway down her back, the short yet stacked girl was brimming with excitement.
“S-Setsu!?”
“Setsuna..?”
The pair could hardly believe their eyes as they were face to face with Setsuna, although there was something different about her aside from her appearance. She was giddy and ecstatic, and there were no signs of the heroine of justice that had tried to thwart their plans from earlier. Let alone any trace of the diligent student council president.
“Ai! Mia! Check it out! Rina made me just as gorgeous as you two! Though I have to say, nice tan, Ai! Looking like a real slut now,” Setsuna excitedly called out to the two as she ran her hands across her curvy figure before turning her attention towards the gyaru, admiring how erotic she looked.
Neither Ai nor Mia could find their voice as they were both speechless, unable to comprehend the girl before them. It wasn’t too strange that her hair was now blonde instead of black, given Rina’s fetish, but what was really bizarre was the fact that her personality was entirely different from what they were used to.
“Setsuna wanted to join us, so I did as she asked and erased her personality, replacing it with a typical slut’s. Sorry, I should have warned you two beforehand,” explaining herself and bowing her head out of shame for taking things to such an extreme, Rina understood that what she had done was inexcusable.
But Setsuna had been the one to beg for it. She didn’t do anything terrible, did she?
This utterly insane situation was being captured on camera by the rest of the Nijigasaki idol club, as they’d all banded together to make Setsuna’s dream come true. Not a single one expected this outcome, as they’d been assured that it was all props that Rina had made, that it was all fake.
But the sheer amount of effects that none of them had been prepared for was far too realistic to be written off as just an elaborate stunt. Sure, they’d gone out of their way to contact other school idols from across Japan, in particular blondes to guest star for only a few moments and act as background characters, but the machinery was far beyond any of them.
Only Rina could do such a thing, and to think that she had managed to make a genuine fucking machine, let alone multiple, was absurd. Not to mention that she had managed to actually modify the bodies of Ai, Mia and Setsuna, even going as far as to erase the personality of one of them.
She could return everything back to normal, right? That was what everyone in Nijigaku hoped for, at least the ones that had been filming and didn’t partake in the madness directly.
Little did any of them know that Setsuna’s slutty personality was permanent, that she would shamelessly expose her voluptuous body on stage as an idol.