Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-23979607-20181108233053/@comment-33398500-20181110040934

Why did I just do that!?

Rushing down the street away from the beach, sprinting toward my hotel room to collect my stuff before I went home.

When I saw that adorable Umi Osho timidly handing out those brochures for some manner of underwater city, a dark impulse overtook me, and I had rushed over, pulling that sweet turtle-girl onto her back, and watched her squirm a moment, unable to get up before rushing away from the scene.

Couldn’t have just left well enough alone, could I!? Now I have to get out of here before whatever undersea goddess she was working for finds out what I did to that sweet girl!

Not that I wouldn’t deserve whatever I get, of course. I had started to feel like crap the instant she hit her back, but I couldn’t bring myself to get her up, as that was obviously hypocritical, and I needed to get moving.

Coming back to the hotel and getting to my room, I moved to my room, where my bag still had to be re-packed. Hurriedly attempting to do so, in a downright panic that I might have brought on the wrath of the sea, before a hand pressed something up to my mouth.

As I flailed against the arms that now had a grip on me, I heard a voice whisper to me “Shhhshshsh… Just let it happen. You’re not getting away from them.” Before my body slumped into unconsciousness.

Once my eyes opened, I saw I was in some manner of opulent resort-esque room, it took me a moment to notice something else: I was completely immersed in water. Were we under the sea!?

“Hello, scumbag.” A voice then spoke to me, my head turning to face the source of the voice, the impressive form of a woman with an almost-dragonic lower body: was she an Otohime!?

“Oh, no…” I started, backing away from her until I was off the bed.

“Welcome to Ryugujo. Not that you deserve to be here.” She stated, voice dripping with acid. “Did you think to go to a seaside hotel and expect the staff wouldn’t co-operate with us? Especially after your act of cruelty to my friend…”

“Then why am I here?” I asked her, confused.

“Because your consequences aren’t up to me. It will be decided by the victim.” The Otohime responded, before through the door came… her. The Umi Osho I had flipped onto her back.

Not long after she got to me, she started hitting my chest childishly “Why!? Why, why, why!? Why did you do that?!” seeming completely out of her personality type with her fuming. “It was twenty minutes before anyone helped me up! I was so scared, so embarrassed!” Looking teary-eyed even at the bottom of the sea.

“I don’t know!” I replied. “I don’t know why I did it, but I did. I had an impulse come over me, and I actually did it. So go ahead, do your worst! I deserve whatever it is!” I told her shamefully, barely able to look her in the eye, even as she looked away from me.

“Oh, I don’t think you understand.” The Otohime commented, before I noticed the furious blush on the Umi Osho’s face “Mizu asked me for this room to attend to your ‘consequences’. Though, might not be what you expect. Either way, you’re not leaving until they’re done.”

Now, after the Otohime left, Mizu looked up at me, a furious blush still on her face as she backed up toward the bed. After this, she seemed to slip on the blanket that extended onto the floor. “Oh no, I’ve fallen and can’t get up!” She cried out, shifting left to right as she tried to get back up.

Moving over to her, I started to sit her back up, before my grip slipped, practically sliding until I was atop the girl. As she looked up at me with a blush, she asked “Are you even going to have your way with me now!?” Although, her sentiment was undermined by the fact that her grip on my arms pulled me toward her.

This was her ‘consequence’?

“A-a-are you going to smack my butt until it’s bright red and have your way with me until I can’t even stand back up!?” she then asked me, sounding terrified of what I was going to do.

However, there was something heavy in her tone that made me want to do EXACTLY what she described, shifting our position so she was more centered on the bed, eagerly kissing her and starting to take advantage of the immobile Umi Osho, I knew for a fact that her whole terrified bit was an act, as the moment we started, her limbs flung around me and refused to let me get away from her, returning my kiss as she seemed to do whatever was necessary to keep me there with her.

After I returned to consciousness a while later, I felt the Umi Osho cuddling me happily, her true nature showing in her sleep as she seemed overjoyed to have found someone. At the foot of the bed was the Otohime, who asked quietly “Now, do you understand?” before leaving without another word.

As I attempted to process this, I saw Mizu’s eyes starting to open, looking across at me as she remained as she was “Oh, no. I’m so sore from your brutishly claiming me, even though I was supposed to punish you. I can’t even move right now…” she started sadly, eyes looking at me pleadingly.

Realizing what she wanted, I shifted over to her, aligning myself with her before her limbs were suspiciously mobile when they wrapped around me, though I didn’t care when I again started to claim this masochistic mamono.

I still feel bad that I have to take her like this to make her enjoy herself.