Shimoneta Twin Snow: A little at a time

Unending BE - episode 1464893

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Was it his imagination, or was Tanukichi getting a whole lot of dirty looks from the other students? As much as dirty acts and words might be out of the question, it seemed that killing intent was still something very much permitted by Peacemakers. It didn't make any sense to him. He was new to this school. Were they suspicious of new arrivals? That hardly seemed right.

But it did suddenly make sense when, in passing, he caught his father's name being whispered. Nothing else was distinct enough for him to make out, but that much he definitely caught. They knew he was the son of an ero-terrorist.

Sins of the father is an unfortunate tradition that has persisted across the globe in many different cultures. The son must have learned bad traits from their father, or so the reasoning goes. The fruit of a bad tree is itself rotten. Therein lies the logic. However, Tanukichi wasn't like that. Whatever his feelings about the way things are now, they are the way they are. Fighting it was pointless, especially with so much public support. Besides, people were indeed safer like this, right?

Well... safe until someone gets the bright idea of accusing you of an ero-crime. Or if you commit one by accident. Then you weren't so safe. Right about now Tanukichi was starting to feel like he fit into that category. In fact, when he tried to sit down, someone kicked his chair out from under him, making him crash to the floor in a heap.

"Ah!" he yelled, and rubbed at his tailbone. "H-Hey, what gives? What did I do?"

"I dunno, and you'd better not tell us," a student sneered at him. "Son of an ero-terrorist, hanging out with Miss Anna and Miss Ayame?"

"I bet he's got some kind of blackmail material on them," another suggested. ""Making them do unspeakable, illegal things!"

"No, no, that's not - " He tried to protest, but under their withering glares it felt completely hopeless. They'd already made their mind up. It was so frustrating. He wanted to stand up to them, tell them how wrong they were - but it felt like the more he struggled the worse he'd make it for himself.

Fortunately, someone else came to the rescue. One by one, the students glaring at him turned to look at the doorway, and when Tanukichi looked himself, he saw Ayame standing there. He couldn't see her eyes through her glasses and, even though it was impossible, he'd swear there was a billowing fiery aura around her.

"Is this the example that we set at this school?" Ayame asked. She pushed her glasses up her nose, and that seemed enough to allow the light to pass through them without reflecting away from her eyes, which burned with a strange passion. "Tanukichi is not his father. He is a good and decent person, and we must give him the chance to prove his worth. Whatever nonsense is going around about why we wished to speak with him, dispel it now. Any further baseless rumours about myself or Anna or Tanukichi will be treated as slander against a member of the student council. Is that clear?"

Meek nods followed, and she offered a gentle yet powerful hand to help him to his feet. Wow. She was really kind of cool when she wanted to be, wasn't she?

Ayame had about had it up to here with these prudish, stuck up idiots. Gossiping about Tanukichi like that? What did he do to deserve it? He was probably more pure than any of them, even though he knew a lot more about sex than they did! Hrmph!

Now, she did feel a little bit guilty that their plan basically involved corrupting this decent person until he was as much a pervert as herself and Anna - but it was the principle of the thing that counted! Oh, sure. Being isolated from everyone else could have played to their advantage from a tactical perspective. It was the sort of thing cults do. Isolate from the outside group, then indoctrinate. However! That judgmental attitude had pissed her off so much that she couldn't possibly do anything else!

Honestly now, it showed how severely brainwashed everyone was these days. They had been made so afraid of dirty things that association with anyone remotely connected to it was practically a crime of society as well. An unwritten law. Society functions more on those than the written ones. There are things that are legal to do and say, but frowned upon so severely that nobody ever dares go against them. Except, usually this very group of people. Usually the rebellious youth loved thumbing their nose at authority, but these damned Peacemakers had made it so they couldn't risk trying! Couldn't risk experimenting! Couldn't make mistakes and learn from them!

That was the world that Ayame was fighting against and it was only thanks to Anna that she gained a true appreciation for how vile and twisted the methods of the enemy happened to be. It had made her a little more willing to use dirty methods to teach the world about how fun dirty things could be.

But Tanukichi was their true proof of concept. Anna? Had been a bottle of pent up sexual frustration that didn't know what to do with itself. Literally, had no idea until Ayame taught her. At the time Ayame had thought herself straight, but then Anna had wanted to experiment and - ah, that opened up a few doors. In one sense you might say they'd corrupted each other. Or you could say they had liberated each other.

As for Tanukichi... he wasn't Ayame's usual type. She preferred hunkier boys. Athletes with a sensitive side and a thoroughly dirty sense of humour. He was holding back though. If you put a rooster in front of him, he wouldn't make any cock jokes no matter what it did. If you strung up a string of sausages dripping over a bed of clams, nary a comment would be made. He would avoid calling cats pussies, refrain from comments about playing with balls while engaged in some sport or other, everything he said or did would be deliberately fucking cleaner than a bar of soap.

Despite that... Ayame really wanted to sex him. Something about him was tickling her nether regions and making her panties moister than the bottom of a lake. Somehow - impossibly - Anna was getting it even worse about him, that girl was thirstier for that boy's cock than some poor sod lost in a desert surrounded by mirages.

Even so. They couldn't rush things. They had to take their time. When you're fighting the powers that be, rushing things is exactly the right thing to o when you want ot get fucking caught and tossed away for life in a deep dark hole. Never mind what would happen to Ayame for educating little Miss Anna, the pure and angelic daughter of the bitch in charge.

The class itself passed by normally, with Tanukichi fitting in like an ordinary average student. The others didn't know what to make of him yet, especially after Ayame's outburst - but that was fine. She felt confident he'd make friends soon. Not just sex friends either! Platonic friends, because as dirty minded as she as Ayame recognised the need to have things in your life not to do with sex and dirty jokes. After all, you can't have dirty jokes without clean ones to contrast with, right?

Anyway, lunchtime rolled around eventually, because the government hadn't found up a way to fuck with time yet, so Ayame escorted Tanukichi to the student council room. Anyone that looked at them funny got themselves a murderous glare back, because she was not letting any baseless rumours about him corrupting them circulate if she could say anything about it. If anything it would be the opposite, and the only thing she wanted to circulate was blood into his rapidly hardening penis!

Which, upon opening the door, it became obvious would not be a tremendous issue for them going forward. Because Ayame, despite being a girl lacking of male genitals, felt herself growing hard at the sight in front of her. To wit - Anna Nishikonimya in a maid uniform. It was an inverted colour scheme, mostly white with black frills around the outline. The skirt was about half the size of the uniform's, and the design lacked shoulders, resulting in it showing off quite a healthy amount of Anna's healthy cleavage. On noticing them enter, she spun around and curtseyed, nearly showing off her underwear at least four times on Ayame's count.

Assuming she was wearing any.

It was quite remarkable. Truly. It was the kind of outfit that had a strongly erotic vibe, but only if you recognised it as such. Ask your average student and they would not see anything too unusual about it. Maybe the fact that she was wearing a maid's outfit in the first place, but the dirty nature of it, the sex appeal would be totally lost on them.

"Do you like it?" Anna asked, holding her curtsey. "It's a little something I threw together to help you feel welcome."

Thinking quickly, Ayame added "You borrowed this from your servant's quarters? A maid that works for you, perhaps? That could provoke a new fashion trend, Miss Nishikinomiya."

"Ah," Tanukichi gulped, pointing a wavering finger at Anna. "Um, that outfit..." he began, voice trembling. "That outfit is..."

Ayame watched with anticipation, and then felt genuinely impressed when Anna tilted her head and gave him big innocent puppy dog eyes. As if expecting a yummy treat. Which in a matter of fact, she was. In the long term she was hoping to get a salty sticky yummy treat inserted into all of her holes. Did he have the guts to defy that gaze?"

"Stimulating," Tanukichi finished, unable to admit the truth.

"It might be best if you didn't wear it outside the student council room," Ayame said. "As it is, there are rumours about why he's working with us. A maid uniform might imply to them that we're under his thumb, instead of him working for us. Does that make sense?"

"Oh, don't be silly," Anna laughed it off. "I'm quite aware of those silly rumours, and those spreading them shall be punished in due course. The whole school will learn quite soon that we're doing good work here - I simply wanted to reward our newest member for putting up with that nonsense. If he wants to come to this office, he's free to come inside as often as he likes."

Nice! Ayame slipped behind the boy torn between guilt and barely harbored lust towards his long term crush and gave her a thumbs up. After a moment, Tanukichi gave a deep bow to Anna, and practically screamed "Thank you for your kindness! I can never repay it!" at the top of his lungs.

In response to this, Anna lifted his head, making him stand at full attention - and embraced him nice and tight. Now it wouldn't just be him standing at attention, that's for sure! She even stuck her nose right into his collar and inhaled deeply, then beckoned for Ayame to join the embrace from the other side, sandwiching him in like salami in a sandwich.

"It's alright, we're here," Anna cooed. "Seeing you happy will be all the repayment we need." By which she meant 'riding you like a stallion into the wee hours of the morning is exactly what the doctor ordered.' Or something to that effect. "Now, let us enjoy our lunch together."

She guided him to sit on a blanket on the floor of the council room, and sat right next to him. Ayame sat on the other side of him, and now he was once again in a position that most men in a rightfully sexually liberated world would have given their right nut for a chance at: Between two pretty girls who wanted to fuck him raw, and each other at the same time.

"Are you thirsty?" Anna asked out of nowhere, and held out a bottle to him. "Here, it's a special recipe. I made it myself."

"Hrm?" Tanukichi took the bottle. Wait, was that...? No way! She turned her head, unable to stop herself from reacting to it. "What is it?"

"It's a secret recipe!" Anna immediately replied. "I call it... Love Nectar. What do you think?"

Oh, this might be a step too far on their road to corrupting him. She could hear him take a sip - then start guzzling it down like it was the most delicious thing ever! If only he knew. The reason behind that tangy taste. If only he could guess what Love Nectar actually was - or that he had a role to play in its production as well, after a manner of speaking.

"Huh, not bad," Tanukichi said. Ayame made a motion like sneezing, to hide her laugh. Sh-She should tell him, right? "Bless you. Do you need a handkerchief?"

"N-no, i'm fine!" Ayame said, snuggling up closer to him. She risked a glimpse down. Yep. Just as they had theorised. Anna's Love Nectar had provoked a reaction from him, or maybe that was just down to their proximity? No doubt about it, they needed more data! "Let's discuss what we should do about Blue Snow. the next time she shows up, we should have a trap ready for her."

"I agree," Anna said, leaning into Tanukichi in an almost absent way. "We need to get her in a pincer movement, otherwise she'll get away."

Yep. No question of that. The best way to trap your target was by getting them on both sides at once. Cut off all avenues of escape, so you can do whatever you want to them. Or... in their case, let him do whatever he wanted to the two of them. Guilt and reservations aside, Ayame's loins were starting to heat up at the inevitable threesome. If only they didn't have to be patient about it, but -

Well, the very best corruption isn't something that happens right away, is it? It takes time, but when it is finished the results are as sweet as any cake. And best of all? Tanukichi wouldn't be alone anymore! Win, win, win!

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Lumitiel

Mon Apr 18 22:29:22 2022

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