User blog:Jerichow/Hellhound/Mantis/Kunoichi WWYD Response

Original Post:

 You are cornered by the three bullies of your class. A rowdy hellhound, a vicious kunoichi and a sadistic mantis. You already took a punch in your gut from the hellhound, a kick on your face from the kunoichi and a small slash on your cheek by the mantis. Now the have you on your kness, The Hellhound grips your head, while the kunoichi licks her knife and the Mantis pokes your neck withe her scythe, suddenlt the Mantis announces, "You'll be raped by us, but you get to choose the first." what would you do?

Response:

Looking at the three, you realize your chances of getting out of this are slim.

Slim. Not non-esistent.

 These three, cocky as they may be, and while they may have you cornered, they have forgotten a few critical details of this encounter that do not bode well in their favor. First, you're on the rooftop of the university you're all studying at. Second, you're on the corner facing the pool only five stories below. And three, these women have all forgotten who, and what you are, and what your major is.

You start by entering a formal pose, resting on your shins, your head facing downward, but your fists are pressed into the concrete slabs of the rooftop. None seem to notice anything out of the ordinary, throwing jokes between each other as they laugh about how you're being "submissive" and "weak" before the Hellhound gets tired of waiting, and grabs you by your hair, "Well if you aren't going to choose..." She starts, starting to pull your head up, "I'll just help....my...self?"

Instead of coming face to face with a beaten, scared boy that she expected to see, you flash a siniser grin on your face, two blue pentagrams lighting up your eyes instead of the dull brown they normally are, "Too bad for you, I'm already taken." You state, releasing your spell which you were channeling through your knuckles onto the ground into the ceiling. Fractures form in the once solid concrete below and in barely enough time to recognize the situation, the four of you are falling through what use to be the roof of the school, into the classroom below.

Everyone hits the ground with a heavy thud, and dust from the debris spreads all around the room. The lack of chatter and comotion means thankfully nobody was in here when the spell went off, something you hadn't exactly accounted for knowing that you only had a few seconds to prep and launch your spell. The dust begins to settle, and the three look around, trying ot figure out where you are. A handful of groans and huffs you let out allow them to begin pinpointing your location through the smoke, but aren't sure what you're doing on the other sideo of the room until the debris clears enough and they see you wrenching away at the locked door.

Your body is entirely horizontal, your feet planted firmly on the wall and every muscle in your body is ripped with tension. The girls laugh and casually get themselves up to their feet, dusting off their clothes, the hellhound taking a moment to fluff out all of the dust from her fur, "Well, you know magic, that's kinda funny." The hellhound starts, taking a few moments to run her claws through the fur of her arms, "What are you, some sort of wizard? Tch, nerd..."

You ignore them, concentrating and forming two more pentagrams around your wirsts. These new spells glow a dark brown shade and their intent is clear when the muscles of your arms and legs bulge, increasing your muscle mass significantly. Your veins bulge, your face is red, and your body is locked with tension as the bolt on the door finally begins to give way. With one last grunt, you rip at the door with all your might, yelling out as the hinges finally crack and the door begins to break free, "MAXIMUM..... EFFORT!!!!" You scream at the top of your lungs, tearing the door from its hinges and throwing it across the room.

The Mantis, and Kunoichi are quick to react, but the arrogant Hellhound was not, busying herself with her fur, she didn't recognize the heavy Ironwood door flung in her direction, and by time she realizes what was happening, it was too late. She flattens across the door and its weight and speed carry her to the other side of the room and out the window with ease. A satisfying 'sploosh' and resounding cries of the Hellhound about how she's soaked are reason enough to know she will not bother you again.

By time the two others turn back from the window, you're gone, sprinting down the hallway at breakneck speeds. Moments later, they're right behind you, the Mantis' feet not so much even touching the ground with a low buzzing of her wings behind her throwing her in your direction. The Kunoichi is much the same, her legs moving like a blur, leaving not the faintest trails of evidence that her feet touched the ground she strode upon.

The two give chase through the halls until you reach the centerpiece of the building you are in, a large, square room that rises from the ground level straight to a diamond-topped glass ceiling. The Grand Staircase as students have aptly named it, it is the central artery of traffic for students coming up and down floors between classes, with staircases on the left and right sides, but not your own. That however, isn't a problem, as you simply let gravity take care of your decent after leaping over the guard rail without a second thought. Being that you are on the fifth accessible floor of the building, the drop is... extensive. Yet you do not fret.

The mantis and kunoichi continue to give chase, however, after leaping over the railing as well, the kunoichi is met with a string of white spheres of energy impacting against her well bulit but still light frame. The spheres you threw back upward as you fell are a tried-and-true basic combat skill taught ot all succubi, incubi, and demons, and is nothing more than a ball of concentrated demonic energy in the form of condensed kinetic force. Its impact might seem light, but each one can carry the force of a full haymaker with it, and each of yours carried such a weight. By time the Kunoichi would land, she would be unconscious, with the last of them contacting her on the side of the skull.

You land on the polished stone tiles below, taking your standard knee-to-the-ground landing and breaking into immediate sprint down the hallway to your left, heading to the West Wing, aptly known for its Magic Arts and Demonic Studies courses. The mantis simply continues her descent and follows you into the hallway brazenly, ignoring the possible dangers ahead. With you in her sights, she beats her wings at an even higher speed, her hum can be heard through every classroom of the halls, signaling her furious charge in your direction. Both arm-blades streched out, she appears no longer interested in raping you, but rather, she seems to want to leave a handful of long, deep scars on your face to brighten her mood.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">She continues to give chase, gaining ground on you until you finally stop running, turning and raising just one hand in her direction. Her blade streaks forward, but stops inches before your hand, the entirety of her momentum stripped away. Floating in the air no longer by the force of her own wings, but by an ethereal power emanating from your hand with a faint purple glowing pentagram circling it, the mantis tries to adjust herself, perhaps to try and strike again. However, it wasn't until that moment she realized that she had gone a step too far.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">It was a temporal distortion sphere she was trapped in. Stripping her body of all of its momentum and strength by eliminating time itself around her body, it froze a target and held them exactly as they were in complete limbo until the spell was cancelled. However, this was not a spell taught to students, and its corresponding pentagram had different symbols and was colored a darker blue, rather than purple. Purple indicated a shield.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Well, well, well.... Starting trouble again, I see?" A voice called out from the side from one of the classrooms to your right, and the Mantis' left. When you both look, within the darkened room you can only see a pair of glowing red irises, and the sound of heels tapping against the marble floor heading in your direction, "Disturbing my class, assaulting another student presumably with the intention to harm with lethal force..." The female voice called out as it walked into view, entering into the lighted hallway.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">The figure struck fear in the heart of the mantis, you could see it. Despite having the best poker face of any monster, even she couldn't help but tremble, her face pouring with sweat and her bottom lip quivering, her plain purple eyes trembling at the sight of the figure walking into view. Clad in her traditional uniform, the woman walked into view. A black trench coat adored her figure, demon gems embedded into the cuffs of the sleeves as wel as the collar, with a few more tiny ones in her earrings. Her heeled boots tracing up her shins, giving way to dark purple, leathery leggings over top of the red silk below, stopping half way up her hips and letting the exposed flesh be gazed upon by all who faced her. The pale blue skin that had not been covered by her otherwise lingerie-like clothing below was decorated with demonic tattoos on her hips, up her left side, and on her right cheek. These, along with the red tipped wings and horns were giveaways to who had just entered the fray.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">It was Lucrecia, Headmistress of the Demonic Studies and Magic Arts and Combat division.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">" ...And most importantly of all?  You're trying to start a confrontation with one of my students? Again?" She slowly strode into the room, the dark blue pentagram swirling around no more than the tip of her fingernail, "How many times has this been? Hmm?"

<p style="font-weight:normal;">The mantis, bravely, refused to answer. It was a mistake.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Look at me... " The demon ordered, a deep tone beyond her own hitting your ears as well as the mantis' as well, and so she turns her head to the demon, "How. Many. Times?"

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"F....Four times.... Headmistress...."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"That's three times too many...." The demon states, turning around, and as if on a leash, the Temoral sphere with the monster inside follows after the demon who walks into the room, "Come, Melthias." She calls to you, using your first name, "We're going to be reviewing a lesson today, and she's going to help."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">You nod your head, and walk in, turning on the lights when asked and inside the room you can see a good thirty or more students, human and monster alike sitting at their desks, watching your every move and every move of their teacher.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"I believe we have gone too long without reviewing this subject..." The demon starts, using the spell to place the mantis down on the desk in the front of the classroom, having her sit on the front edge. The mantis' face normally stoic and unmoved, flashes bright red when the demon grabs her thighs from behind, and pulls her legs open wide, revealing from below her green miniskirt, a pair of green striped panties, "Today's lesson has changed, today we will instead focus on reviewing Spirit Energy... and the transferral between male and female."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">A cumulative interest washes over the class, with quiet murmurs being thrown between students, and class materials quickly being packed away. The Mantis quickly turns her head to the Demon with an uneasy look, but the woman gives her a quick kiss on the forehead, "Why so worried? You were going to do this with him anyway, were you not?"

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"B-But--"

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Shhh.... The only 'butt' we'll be focusing on today, is this one." The demon jokes, gripping the small but firm fleshy butt under the Mantis' miniskirt, a loud cry of surprise and even pleasure escapes the mantis before she cups her hands over her mouth.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Anyway!" The Demon proclaims, stepping back and sitting back in her chair with her arms behind her head, "At least this way you'll make yourself useful for once. Be happy, you still get his spirit energy, but you also get to contribute to the training of these up-and-coming students!"

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"B-But..... ''Ahn!" ''The mantis cries out, looking down at you now, knelt down in front of her and your face half way under her skirt, a tiny damp spot now left on her panties from your tongue. She tries to give an angry, pouting expresison at you, but another tongue flick breaks that mask in an instant.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Hey..." You start, running your hands around the inners of her thighs, "Be happy, unlike you, I'm gentle when I'm in control."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"......" There is a lengthy pause between you and the Mantis before she finally asks behind a half-clenched fist covering her mouth, ".... Promise?" She asks, and you nod. A moment later, the muscles in her legs relax, and with her non-verbal consent, you remove the tiny triangular green striped cloth and part her legs the rest of the way. She does not say another word, and likewise, does not resist when you lean back in and resume your 'lesson' on her.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">In fact, feeling her petite hand come down and pat you on the head, running her fingers through your locks of medium length brown hair and even pulling you into her harder with a quiet, stifled moan leting you know she's enjoying it,  you think to yourself, This isn't the first time we've ended up like this on this desk in front of the class, is it?

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Looking back up to her, your eyes meet and without an audible tone in her words, you read her lips that say to you with a faint smile, "Don't stop."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">''Yep... You think to yourself, This was on purpose...''

<p style="font-weight:normal;">A few hours later after the last class had come, watched the 'lesson' and gone home to practice with their partners, only you and the Mantis were left, curled up at the base of the front of the desk with a small plain blanket Lucrecia had retrieved for you earlier before she herself left for the day. She sat quietly on your lap, slowly adjusting her hips back and forth, humming to herself now with a clear and evident smile on her face.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"You really like that tune, don't you?" You ask her, breaking her from her trance of humming. She looks up at you, smiles, and puts her head back against your chest.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"I like this song... 'Together as One' it's called... I think it's fitting..." She says, but lets out a quiet hyah in surprise a moment later, looking down at where she's sitting, then back up at you, smiling ".... So do you it looks like... Twitching inside me like that..."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Wh-what? What do you expect when you say something like that?" You ask, looking away and scratching your cheek with your free right hand, your left hand under the blanket wrapped around behind her and holding her thigh. The mantis simply giggles and rests her head against your chest.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Anyway..." You start, returning your right hand back under the blanket and finding hers, weaving your fingers together and letting her hold your hand again, "You're into getting watched now? Are you done roleplaying the 'sadistic' mantis that rapes me with her friends now? I know you were super into it at first, but now you seem.... hesitant."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Getting watched.... not really. Though that was kind of exciting." She admits with a tiny smile, adjusting herself against you and getting comfortable, pulling your arm up to her chest and holding onto it with both of hers, "But  I'm just starting to really not like seeing Malina and Sharia do these things with you..."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">With your hand so close to her chin, you can't resist; and so you use a finger to push her chin up to make her look at you, "Then go out with me already, stop playing these games and you won't have to deal with that anymore." You tell her, but the hesitation in her eyes says she's still worried about 'that' problem.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"But I'm... you know..."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Yes, I do know." You tell her, looking her in the eyes, "You're still hung up about having used to be a human, and now you're a Mantis right?" And she nods.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"It must be disgusting.... this body of mine.... These hard scales on my arms and legs, these weird eyes and antennae on my head..." She looks back behind her, a 'tch' making its way to your ears, "And this thing back here... You probably find them gross..."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">She continues trying to look away, but this time you cradle the left side of her face in your hand and lean down into a full on kiss, tracing your tongue around hers. When she starts to wriggle in your arms, her adorable but feeble attempt to 'protest,' you grip her thigh in your left hand and flex your hips up. She immediately reacts, pulling away with a moaning exhale of pleasure she couldn't hide.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Not.... not fair..." She protests, feeling you still hard and almost all the way inside. You however, do not give her the chance to protest again.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Leaning up, you cast the blanket down to the side, taking her right leg and throwing it over your head and pulling her into a seated cowgirl position. Pulling her hips close, you remove any gap between your bodies and hold her against yours, "I'm really going to have to go all out to prove to you I'm not bothered at all that you're an insect type monster, aren't I?" You ask, but her blushing face looking away, her biting her bottom lip only makes you smile and then lean forward, resting her down onto the ground on the blanket.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">With her lying down looking back up at you, you take a moment to stare at her with her arms lying above her head, her entire body exposed to you, and engrave every curve, toned line of definition, and shape of her body to your memory. Deciding you've stared long enough, you lean down and take her hands, weaving your fingers between hers and lower yourself to be face to face with her, "I don't know who or what gave you the idea that I'd suddenly be turned off by you turning into a monster, but I'm ready to spend all night tonight proving to you otherwise."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">The mantis looks around for a moment, her feelers darting from side to side before curling up, ".... Not here." She starts, looking at the door for a moment. You trace her sight to the door and notice a purple haired pony tail and two small flames poking up from under the door's window.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">You both chuckle, knowing who was watching you from the other side of the door, and so you lean back placing your hands on the ground around you, "Then your place or mine?" You ask, the lines of a dim red pentagram forming around you, the symbols indicating a transportation spell.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">".... My sister is home right now.... so yours."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Alright then, hang on." You say, letting the mantis lean up and lock her legs around you, gripping her arms around the back of your neck. A moment later, the spell completes and the two of you lower into the floor through the pentagram, falling a moment later into the comforts of your bed before the spell fades away.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Lying her back down onto the bed, you get ready to start moving when she puts her hand on your chest, "What?" You ask, noticing her eyes darting back and forth, "Is something the matter?"

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"If...." She starts, taking a moment to pull in and exhale a deep breath, looking you dead in the eyes, "If you want to convince me that you really want me then... then...." Her face begins lighting up red. You swear she's about to go critical and have a meltdown, even her feelers curl up into tightly wound bundles, but she finally blurts out, "If you really want me to be your girlfriend.... then... You... you aren't....." She grits her teeth, the embarrasment must have been killing her, and surely you knew it was when you realize what she had intended to say, "Then... Keep going until morning! You aren't allowed to pull out of me for any reason until sunrise!"

<p style="font-weight:normal;">You blink blankly at first for a few moments, trying to register what exactly your soon-to-be girlfriend, and surely the mother to your children just said, but once it clicked you could only smile and lean down, giving her a kiss to ease her racing mind. When you let up and pull back for a moment, you take her hands and put them behind your neck, telling her before you get started, "Then if that's all, you better decide where you want our first date to be this weekend."

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