Ryoko Asakura was a Humanoid Interface created by the Data Overmind for the sole purpose of observing one Haruhi Suzumiya.
Ryoko Asakura was a ordinary high school girl who spent her time listening to music, playing games, dressing up and doing other normal things.
For a time she had quietly watched the girl and attempted to nudge her into new reactions through the use of one human named Kyon.
She had been worried about how her classmate Haruhi and how she would not interact with anyone in the class other than Kyon. So she had tried to use him as a bridge to learn more of her.
When she decided to kill Kyon in hopes of producing gaining data from subject Suzumiya without consulting her superiors, she had been stopped and deleted by fellow Interface Yuki Nagato.
Her father had gotten a great offer for a new job in Canada, one that he couldn’t even consider rejecting. So with tears in her eyes, she had to leave her friends behind for foreign lands.
Now she was in a state of limbo, the metaphysical equivalent of the trashcan in a computer. Unable to interact with anything or anyone unless the Data Overmind decided to bring her data back into normal space.
Things had been difficult for quite some time. Living in a nation where no one speaks Japanese was hard and the culture was incredibly different. Due to that, she spent a lot of time online, chatting with old friends back in Nishinomiya.
These two unquestionably contradictory histories were both true, though that hadn’t always been the case. It was only because the captain of the SOS brigade was bored one day and started asking around in her class on whether anyone had the former class rep’s contact data. Haruhi Suzumiya knew that Asakura had moved to Canada and it only made sense that she still had contact with someone in the school.
And that was enough to make her thoughts true.
More than that, the moment her powers did their work it had always been true. There was a Ryoko Asakura, currently stuck in a quarantine space outside normal reality. Unable to interact with anything or anyone. And there was a Ryoko Asakura lying on her bed and surfing the net with her laptop.
The blue haired girl lazily searched through some random pages. Well, it didn’t look like anything interesting was going on right now. At least she could listen to some music while just browsing around. After she had checked out the trailer of a game one of her old classmates had recommended her, she opened up another tab.
Asakura had gotten into a public school without a uniform, something that was honestly somewhat strange to her. But it did mean she could put on whatever she wanted to school, within reason of course. Oh that blouse looked like it would fit together just perfect with that skirt she got last week.
The girl continued in this manner until she got a ping with a message that she had gotten new mail. Blinking, she checked the mail and noted with some curiosity that it was from a particular former classmate.
One Haruhi Suzumiya.
Ryoko felt a smile tugging at her lips as she read the mail, filled with questions about Canada, how the food was and with some added on kind regards at the end. Somehow the brunette had managed to convey a near manic speaking pattern into text. Then the bluenette raised a single eyebrow as she reached the end of the mail. Apparently Haruhi’s club had made a movie sometime ago and she wanted to know what Ryoko thought of it. She shrugged and quickly typed in the site where the video would be uploaded.
Maybe a little too quickly since she mixed up a letter.
As anyone who has experience with the internet knows, a tiny spelling mistake can have all manner of consequences. Maybe you just end up not getting anything because no site with such an address exists. Or maybe you find yourself on a page that has absolutely nothing to do with what you were looking for.
Asakura scowled as a unknown site opened and an immediate warning message popped up in front of her. She read the text without even thinking. Something something.. warning your computer is infected with a dangerous virus, you need to send us your bank card number and…
She rolled her eyes at the ridiculously dumb attempt at phishing. Someone would have to know basically nothing about computers to fall for this. She tried to close the page, but it refused and gave another warning. Sighing, she opened the task manager and ended the browser application. A few moments later, she reopened the program and was happy to find everything working alright.
"Honestly now, the things some people fall for," Asakura said to herself. "Now then... This video is... There we go, I must have entered it incorrectly."
Opening the correct page, she used the search keywords that Suzumiya had given her. Then clicked on the video in question. Of course that was when things started to go wrong once again.
The first thing off was the giant pair of naked breasts appearing instead of the video she had expected to see. They filled half the screen and jiggled up and down like their owner was shaking wildly. Immediately the sound of moaning and humping echoed through the room. Asakura felt a blush creep onto her face even as she tried to close the pop-up panically. It took a few tries, but finally the horrible thing closed and she immediately checked the door. Nobody had heard that! Nope! Nobody in the world had heard that, especially not her!
Silently thanking the world for her room’s thick walls, she turned back to her laptop. If this was a prank from Suzumiya then it wasn’t funny at all. But then, she had never gotten the impression that the brunette would do something like.. this.
With a frown, she noticed that the video had started while that pop-up had interrupted her. Ryoko bit her lower lips before sighing and just deciding to watch. It was probably just going to be a one-time thing anyway.
For a short time nothing out of the ordinary happened… well aside from the movie. The special effects were quite impressive. That talking cat was quite cute and while the plot was pretty ridiculous, it felt like everyone was really doing their best at acting. The product placement was quite blatant, but hey at least they were being funny while giving them.
Then Ryoko twitched as a update request of the computer interrupted her. She sighed, then paused the video so she could click away this newest annoyance. Right then another pop-up appeared, replacing the video she had been watching. The face of a girl with long black hair was looking upwards. Opposite of her was a huge dick, positioned just so that she was almost touching it.
Our unfortunate heroine cringed at the new bit of perversion appearing in front of her. Sadly for her, the girl quickly started to move, lifting hands into the camera’s field of vision and enthusiastically pumping the oversized cock. Ryoko had no experience in such things, but she was pretty sure that this wasn’t a normal sized penis!
Finally she shook her head and noticed that she had gotten distracted. A blush spread on her face again and the bluenette quickly closed the ad. At least this time there had been no sound to the thing. Small blessings and all that. A few seconds later Ryoko sighed and closed the video with the movie. She wouldn’t be able to enjoy it now after having this experience twice. She should get back to it sometime later and then write an answer to her classmate.
Then just as she clicked on a bookmark for another site, a new pop-up appeared in front of the browser. This time it was showing a badly lit room, with a young woman bent over a desk and a naked man holding up her skirt and pushing..
Immediately she tried to click it away, but this time another pop-up appeared just as it closed. A woman wearing a bikini with large breasts holding a cucumber between her breasts and in her cleavage and rubbing it. Quickly horror and embarrassment started to fight on the poor girl’s face as she kept clicking away pop-ups only for new ones to appear. She soon found herself clicking through a never ending series of sex-videos, ridiculously suggestive shorts and all manner of advertisements for questionable things like sex partners and agents which would enlarge certain body parts.
“No, stop this already!” After having gone through a dozen of such pop-ups, Ryoko was really starting to panic. This was bad, what if her parents walked in right now? Oh now, she had to do something, but the pop ups kept reappearing. How was she supposed to have her anti-virus program check the system? She couldn’t even close the browser anymore and the task manager was also failing because the browser kept restarting a few seconds after she closed it!
While the girl was slowly losing it, the virus that had found its way onto her laptop was playing havoc with her data. And well, there were two major things it was doing while she was distracted. First discreetly checking for any data on credit card information and such. It was fortunate that Ryoko hadn’t used any insecure methods of payment or put anything truly important on her laptop. Of course that didn’t help with the second thing the virus did, that is scramble and screw with every single piece of data that wasn’t vital for the computer working at that moment.
It was then that the virus discovered something, a entirely new uninfected system. So it did the only thing that a virus could do: It mindlessly and immediately set about infecting it to further propagate itself.
If the virus had possessed an actual mind instead of simple-preprogrammed commands, it may have been confused about the rather strange nature of what it was now starting to infect. The moment it reached through the threshold of the laptop and into this unknown system, the data gained an entirely new level of substance. More than that, the system itself was utterly strange, like it hadn’t been created by someone using any programming language known to man.
And indeed it had not!
What the virus detected and quickly started to infect wasn’t simply another computer or something similar connected to the panicking girl’s laptop. No, it was the data space, a so to say different phase of reality where data lifeforms live. This connection specifically led to the prison of one Ryoko Asakura, Humanoid Interface and deleted from normal reality by order of the currently leading faction of the Data Overmind.
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Imagine a prison, a prison not made of any physical matter but of force and energy, of the laws of nature so to say. That was what Ryoko Asakura the Humanoid Interface had to deal with. It was a boring place, looking to her like an empty white room, the occasional blue glowing numbers flickering across the walls. She could not leave, not anymore than a normal human could jump off a cliff and fly away. Her powers, once great enough to warp local reality were gone like a snowflake in summer.
There was still hope that she could maybe get out here someday. If her superiors decided that she would be useful in a matter, they would reverse this in a heartbeat. But the problem was that the Overmind took very long to change its opinion on something. Unless an emergency happened which needed a fast extra agent with her skills, she was likely going to be stuck in here for a very, very long time.
The reason she was here was also her punishment: Boredom. It was a trick she had learned from the humans because she had been made to be too good at emulating them. Why humans had boredom was still beyond her, even now. It was such a terrible thing that it slowed down time itself! What sort of evolutionary advantage such an emotion could create was truly one of the great mysteries of the universe.
She was so utterly bored that it took her actually a few seconds to notice that something was different. The glowing numbers on the walls of her prison had 14 patterns, switching every 54 minutes and twelve seconds. Their order was always the same, there had been no deviation since her incarceration.
Asakura was thus suitably surprised when there were red glowing number appearing on her prison. She blinked in confusion at the unexpected change. Befuddled, she watched as more and more of the glowing numbers changed, sometimes the numbers themselves or their location on the wall, sometimes their colour or size.
And then things started to get strange.
Her prison shook, like the ground on which it was built were crumbling away. Next thing Asakura saw a blonde busty women in a bunny girl outfit appearing on the wall in front of her. The female started to dance on a pole that appeared in the display her prison had seemingly become. She raised a single eyebrow at the very perverted show. Especially when the bunnies top accidentally fell apart and spilled her breasts in a very hard to overlook manner. Then Ryoko glimpsed something moving out of the corner of her eyes and turned sidewards.
There was another woman on that wall, this time in a very skimpy french maid outfit. Sitting on a fine armchair was a man in a somewhat expensive looking suit and possessing a very big mustache. The male looked at the female quizzically before opening his belt and pulling out his penis. In turn, the female giggled coquettely, causing her oversized breasts to jiggle and then kneeled down in front of the man so she could start to pleasure him.
Looking away from the display in disinterest, Asakura quickly saw that every single wall of her prison had become a screen showing such scenes. Even the ceiling and the ground on which she was standing were now showing these very indecent scenes. Sometimes it was cosplay like the first two, sometimes it was sex toys or all manner of fetishes that were being displayed.
Well, while this didn’t necessarily help with getting out of here, it had certainly stopped the boredom for the moment. Human mating was quite a complicated topic. Most animals simply do it, rear the young and that's all there is. Yet humans had to muck up something so simple and straightforward with kinks and toys and whips and what have you. It was all quite amusing. Was this their way of staving off boredom for something so mundane and ordinary as mating?
It was both silly yet ingenious given their rather limited abilities.
Then the prison once again shook and a crack in one of the corners appeared. The blue-haired extraterrestrial immediately turned towards the crack. She attentively watched as it grew, slowly extending from its starting point. Then a second crack branched from it, then another and another. Another fracture started in another corner and another and another…
Ryoko felt a big grin appearing on her face. Whatever weird stroke of fortune was doing this, there were good chances that she could get out of here. Indeed, she could already feel the prison straining in keeping her fully restrained. The chains keeping her abilities sealed slackening. For the first time in forever she could truly feel the world around her.
She was not like a helpless princess stuck in a tower anymore!
Immediately she started throwing out her senses, wondering if she should use her limited ability to help whatever was damaging the prison. If she was unlucky, someone was already moving in to fix things. The faster she got out of here, the lower the chances of being caught!
When she took a look at the data around her, it was rather easy to understand what was happening. Something was overloading and changing the data of the prison. A most curious method of dealing with this annoying jail. Yet surprisingly effective. But the program being used was strange, not like any she had ever seen used by anyone in the Overmind. Maybe someone from the Canopy had decided to interfere?
She carefully prodded at the data in hopes of opening a dialogue. The virus paused, noted the uninfected system that had opened a line. Or to put it another way, had opened up its defenses. Then it did what could be expected, infect, overwhelm and modify!
The Humanoid Interface had no idea what hit her!
The virus crashed into Asakura and immediately started to do its thing. The Interface’s defenses would have had trouble at the best of times given just how different the intruder was from the data attacks she was used to. But right now she was basically running on fumes, just regaining her personal powers little by little. In short, she was at her most absolute vulnerable while being confronted by something totally unexpected.
Asakura shuddered at the sudden intrusion into her main systems. Twitching a few times, she quickly opened her mouth to speak. “Hey cut that out - hot MILFs in your area! Call this number and -” She shook her head and stopped for a moment, opening and closing her mouth. Then a sudden bout of laughter escaped her mouth.
“Th.. that tickles, you’re interfering with my - Come on down to the Pink Pussycat, where everyone gets a free ride!” Taking a couple steps back, Asakura twitched a few more times while feeling her defenses getting overwhelmed one after another.
“Why are you even doing - Use this special trick to turn any woman into a sex crazed beast. Quick before this site gets banne -” Ryoko slapped herself in the face and growled in annoyance. “Buy Viagra for cheap, never disappoint the ladies again!”
While this was happening though, the virus had still continued in its work on the prison. More and more vital parts of it were simply rewritten into uselessness. It was actually a proof of the jail’s extreme robustness that it hadn’t fallen apart yet. But now it reached that breaking point..
And then without further fanfare, the white room that had been Asakura’s home for far too long broke into thousands of little pieces. But more importantly, the chains keeping her powers restrained vanished.
Unfortunately she did not currently have the ability to use them. The same though could not be said of the virus that had started to infect her. It had already reached the part of her that controlled her powers and while the virus had little idea what it was doing, it had also absolutely no reservations at using her powers.
“Wait, what are you doing?” Ryoko asked when she noticed what her attacker was reaching forg. A moment later reality twisted around her, causing a number of women to appear in the space outside space. All of them were very attractive, with curvy and mature bodies, beautiful faces and overall oozing sex appeal.
In other words they were “Hot MILFS in her area."
Ryoko twitched before scowling at this ridiculous use of her abilities. While she had a certain respect for how this strange program had broken through the defenses of her prison, and then her own, this did not excuse them from this nonsense!
But before she could voice her displeasure in more than an annoyed huff, the virus continued its mindless work. Once again reality twisted, this time a building appeared in this strange place. It was a big club, with a great neon shield above the entrance door declaring it to be the “Pink Pussycat”.
Not that Asakura saw any of that because she was the center of the whole thing. Within a few seconds, she found herself on a stage. There were a bunch of people sitting in groups and cheering her and the MILFs that were also on the stage. Oh, and they were all wearing what was basically a pink plush bikini, side-tie panties, fake cat ears, long high heels and some sort of fake cat tail that moved in random patterns.
“Alright, I think you have had your fun now. Could you please drop this now?” The Humanoid Interface asked, voice tinged with frustration and scowl on her face. Unfortunately the only answer was her body moving towards a desk of “guests”. Her hips had a seductive sway to them as she walked, which only caused her scowl to deepen.
“W.. welcome to the Pink Pussycat! Wh... what can I do for you, everyone gets a free ride.”
Just wonderful! This was exactly what she had wanted to do first thing when she got out of that prison, become the plaything of some insane strange program.
As Ryoko kept monologuing in her mind about the unfairness of this whole situation, one of the group moved up to her. Male, dark hair and eyes, ordinary in appearance and really nothing that stood out. Which to be honest made him look a bit like that boy she had tried to kill before getting imprisoned.
He smiled and said something about how he had won the draw on who could go first and so on. Just great, she would have to do that? Really? Urghhh… stupid humans and their damned perversion. Why couldn’t this stranger have used something else to free her..
That was when her attacker decided to go for another round of using her powers indiscriminately and carelessly. There was a short moment where the world seemed to blur before Asakura found herself bent over the desk of “her” group. The man was meanwhile holding something long and glittering. Which he slowly moved at her lower back and uhhh..
“Wh.. what?” She asked in confusion as the strange sensation of being pricked by a rather long needle. It wasn’t painful, but still rather weird as far as her experiences went. The male though didn’t answer and only kept working at whatever he was doing. After few more needles were inserted, she started to feel kind of strange. Like her entire body was heating up.
“H.. hey can you explain what you are doing?” The man paused for a moment, then shrugged and held up another needle. “This is the last one, so you should see what it is in a moment.” And with that word he slowly put the needle into her back.
“What is that supposed to mean I will see in Ahhhh!” Just as the man pulled his hand away from the needle an explosion of pleasure shot through her body. “Ahh ahh! Fuck!” She shuddered as suddenly new thoughts and desires flooded her with overwhelming power. Lust had never been something she experienced, but right now it was crushing any other emotion she had with ease.
But more than just arousal, there was a hunger. A hunger for sex, a overwhelming appetite that wanted to be satisfied. “Ughhh fuck me! Knock me up! Do it right now!” She screamed out loudly and the male happily fulfilled her wishes. When his dick finally filled her, Asakura felt an incredible sense of contentment spreading through her. Like she were born for this, born to be fucked and bred like an animal!
Asakura fucked, rutting like a beast in heat, not even hearing the moaning voices of the various MILFs that were in the same situation as her. Some female visitors of the club had also gotten similar treatment and were now being fucked on desks, chairs or even the ground. It was a huge orgy of grand proportions.
“Ughh ahh!” But then the man fucking her slowed down after the third time cumming into her. He pulled back with an exhausted sigh. Ryoko, who suddenly felt so horribly empty started shaking her ass in hopes that it would get him to start up again.
That was when her powers activated again, this time with a tiny little thing. The man sighed again before downing some kind of pill. Immediately his cock rose up, high and higher until it was bigger than ever before. There it stood proudly, ready to pierce any pussy in sight!
And pierce it did, though maybe it would be more accurate to say that Asakura tried to drown it in her pussy. Immediately her tongue lolled out as the stranger started fucking her again. This time there was not the slightest bit of exhaustion. It was like he had become a sex machine and before long she was screaming as orgasm after orgasm shook her body.
Who would have ever expected that the prim and proper Ryoko Asakura would ever make this kind of face?
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