User blog:Redknight910/WWYD Kejourou PrinceLolipop

Prompt:

You are a newcomer to Zipangu. Due to complications involving a hotel being razed to the ground, you are now staying temporarily with a young woman with long hair. After a restless night you awaken to find the woman is now in the kitchen, using her own hair to cook breakfast - and bringing an  entirely  new meaning to the word 'multitasking'. At one point she is flipping pancakes, cooking eggs, frying bacon, making tea, vacuuming the floor, setting the table, reading a book, balancing her checkbook,  and  asking you what you'd like to drink with breakfast.

Answer:

Having not been to Zipangu before, and not being familiar with the mamono of the area, I ask just what she is.

"Oh, have you never met a kejourou before?" She asks, closing her book. While most of her actions continue some of her hair stops what its doing and lazily reaches towards me. I mention that, no, I haven't met or heard of a kejourou before.

"Well, would you like a... first hand demonstration?" She asks seductively, taking the food off of the stove and bringing the rest of her hair towards me. Looking at the doezen or so tendrils of hair coming towards me, I ask if I'm getting a choice in the matter. Each tendril freezes in place, and her seductive smile falters for a moment.

"Of course you do... But don't you want to see what I can do?" She takes a few steps towards me, one arm reaching out. She's still trying to be seductive, but she's also showing how desperate she is. I sigh, unable to see a girl so distraught, and agree to a demonstration. Her eyes light up and instantly I'm tied up in her lovely black locks.

"I promise to make this good." She whispers, pressing herself to me. I feel several of the tendrils wrapping around my pants, then dropping them, only to have another few wrap themselves around my waist. She keeps me wrapped up for several hours, her body pressed to mine, but only using her hair to pleasure me.

Once she's done she gently lays me on the couch, her black hair stained with white in numerous places. I soon hear the sound of the stove starting up again, and a plate of warm food is laid on my chest. "I hope you enjoyed that." I hear her say, her face hidden behind her book again. I quickly eat what's already been cooked, only to be presented a second plate. I devour that plate and declare myself full.

"So, how long will you be staying in Zip?" She purrs from behind her book. I mention that I was planning to buy a home once I found work. I hear the book hit the table and look back to her. Her eyes are glittering with delight.

"You could stay here." She says, then blushes, drawing her hair over her face. "I mean, if you wanted to. It's not like I'm going to force you to." I ask how long it's been since she had a roommate.

"Oh, it's been... twelve years since he moved out." My eyes widen with shock. I'm not only amazed by how long she's been alone, but also her restraint to not have jumped me from the word go. I agree to staying with her, but demand to help pay bills once I get work. I then find myself tackled and wrapped in both her body and hair.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; mso-bidi-font-family:Helvetica;mso-fareast-language:EN-AU">"Thank you so much!" She squeals. "I promise, I'll do anything you need." I laugh, and ask if she can let me go. Once I'm unwrapped I throw my own arms around her.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; mso-bidi-font-family:Helvetica;mso-fareast-language:EN-AU">I found work a week later at the (rebuilt) hotel. I'm now saving up for a ring to make an official proposal to my new girlfriend. We both agreed a long time ago that we were a couple, and after being wrapped up every night since my arrival she even let me use her body. We're very happy, and only getting happier.