From her hiding spot Ami did her best to focus on the task at hand, even though a significant part of her wanted to just run and hide and wish the impossible to believe events away. There was no time to waste worrying just how in the heck this was happening, all that mattered was getting out, and getting out soon.
The most significant difference between herself and those in the throes of the cursed books was obvious, so as efficiently as she could, Ami Mizuno started to do the unthinkable: stripping down to her birthday suit inside a public library. In a perverse way, the fear that was gripping her heart was a blessing; it kept the shy, reserved girl from being completely overwhelmed by embarrassment. Her shoes, school blouse, and skirt were the first to go and were humbling enough to part with. Sadly, she couldn’t stop there.
Her white and blue stockings went next. After taking a moment she probably didn’t have to gather her courage, she began fumbling with the latch to her lace-embroidered bra, eventually succeeding in releasing a huge pair of breasts that, aside from the other enhanced girls in the room, had almost no ‘natural’ equals. Finally, she delicately slipped her matching panties down her smooth, flawless legs and off her feet, leaving her truly naked to the world.
Ami’s face was now a shade of crimson previously thought impossible to achieve by human beings. But, the first part of the challenge before her was now finished… the easy part. Partly to keep from focusing on her embarrassing state of undress, her mind now focused on what she would have to do next. She looked the part of a possessed, sexual maniac; now she would have to convince the others that she belonged.
She peeked around the corner of the bookcase she was hiding behind to confirm what her ears were already well aware of, the orgy was going on non-stop. The girls outnumbered the boys by a significant margin and all of them had found at least one partner to make passionate love to, regardless of their gender. Every one of the girls and boys had figures and especially sexual organs whose size would seem normal in a hentai doujinshi but obscene nearly anywhere else. Even though the changes to Ami herself caused her to believe there was nothing unusual about an average pair of breasts approaching the size of basketballs, they also had an effect on the way her post-pubescent brain reacted to them. Despite never having cracked the cover of the study guide that caused this whole fiasco, the young girl found a strange, nervous energy filling her as she observed her schoolmates’ erotic antics.
“Yes, that’s right!” cried out Mrs. Morga, who had lost her jacket and was now massaging one massive breast she had liberated from her blouse and bra with her left hand while the outline of her right hand could be seen working feverishly beneath her skirt and panties. “Make love, you pathetic earthlings! Hold nothing back! Give up your sexual energy for the glory of the Negaverse and Queen Beryl!”
Ami had no idea who or what the Negaverse or Queen Beryl were, but the prefix ‘Nega-‘ rarely heralded anything benevolent. She was just thankful the librarian’s monologue had diverted her attention away from the cock of an honor student she hadn’t realized she had been fixating on. With a renewed sense of purpose Ami stepped into the open area, wearing her best imitation of the silly smile everyone else seemed to have when their lips weren’t busy with other tasks. She tried cupping one of her own breasts and playing with it in the same manner as Mrs. Morga, and wasn’t prepared for the pleasant, electric jolt that was sent to her spine. Fortunately, the pleased squeak that she couldn’t stifle was not out of place among the sensual moaning, grunting, and cryies of ecstacy occurring throughout the room.
In the center of the open area was the largest mass of copulating students. The group was changing partners fluidly and often, as though choreographed and practiced to perfection by Broadway veteran dancers (if said dancers added sexual intercourse to their repertoire). There was therefore little chance of passing by without being drawn in. Around the edges of the mass several smaller groups of twos and threes had broken off and were engaged in slightly more dedicated lovemaking, though even those who were couples before the orgy possessed their actions were not in the least monogamous now. Ami tried her best to skirt the larger group as well as she could, but like Icarus flying over the sea, she got a little too close to an outside boy-girl pair and felt a strong hand upon her back pull her towards them.
She recognized the boy as a student she was only barely acquainted with, which made it slightly tragic that he would end up stealing her first kiss as he pulled the startled girl into him with his left arm and passionately sought her lips with his own. Ami’s certifiably genius mind went blank as she found herself pressed against the side of the muscular, young man, receiving a pleasure she had never experienced before. The girl of the pair, a studious girl named Bunko that Ami knew fairly well, was on her knees in front of her lover and appeared to be enjoying every moment of the fellatio she was giving her partner. She had been lifting her large breasts with her hands in an attempt to massage the overly long penis with her chest as well, but as Ami was brought near she began using one hand instead to lovingly caress the newcomer’s soft, smooth leg.
Ami knew she couldn’t just break away from the pair; Mrs. Morga in particular would definitely notice her outright refusal of sexual advances. But as the pair of students erotically stimulated her, Ami found her self-control slipping away steadily. To begin with, she was startled to discover how quickly she learned how to properly return a French kiss. Her tongue danced skillfully with her partner’s, and she unbelievably found herself crestfallen when he broke the kiss himself. Her depression did not last long; the boy leaned down and greedily began suckling from one of her nipples instead, causing Ami to genuinely moan in delight. A sizable portion of her formidable brain, having recovered from the initial kiss, sill resolutely refused to abandon her objective. As she cradled the boy’s head against her bosom, she began plotting the rest of her escape route to the door, unaware that her other hand was now busy stroking the thick, firm base of her lover’s cock.
As quickly as her affair began, it ended as the boy roared and fell forward, pressing Bunko down to the floor and entering her forcefully with his over-stimulated organ. Ami tried not to think about how much ecstasy Bunko’s scream had contained. She had only a moment to catch her breath before she continued her passage through the Room of the Lust-maddened Youths. A couple close calls but no forced sexual play later, she found herself at her objective: the main doors. Abandoning her act, she fervently pressed down on the bar that ran horizontally across the midpoint of the door and pushed her body against the metal, never once considering it would not give way.
It didn’t. The doorway had been sealed by Negaverse magic to prevent escape to the outside and refused to yield to the now panicked young girl.
Thanks to an invisible field set up by the Negaverse agent within, the library looked completely normal from the outside. Through the windows an average person would see rows and rows of books as well as perfectly well-behaved patrons perusing them, rather than the obscenely blatant orgy of sex going on instead. Several normal students approached the library, and without realizing it abruptly made an about face, remembering some very important matter that they needed to attend to at just that moment.
Usagi Tsukino knew now that she wasn’t a normal student any longer, but merely approaching the library did more to reinforce that fact than anything she had seen since returning from the ‘Real World’. She couldn’t tell by looking, but she felt within her that there was something terribly, unspeakably wrong occurring inside. For the first time, she found herself confronting her destiny.
“You know… maybe Mom chewing me out isn’t so bad after all…” Usagi said out loud, trembling on the spot just a few yards away from the library’s entrance.
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