108 – University Impressions
<span style="font-weight:400">Today, Mio and I were visiting Tsukiji University to check out their culture festival.
<span style="font-weight:400">Going gave us a chance to check out the campus we were applying to. Many students who attended Tsukiji High typically have a straight pipeline going into the university counterpart. Next quarter, third years would be given an entrance exam to determine our eligibility.
<span style="font-weight:400">For the most part, my career path was predetermined by my parents to head directly into Tsukiji University like Hatsumi. I only needed to pass the entrance exam. Mio would be following after me, but Kana promised to take going to Tokyo University seriously. Knowing his grades and work ethic, it was practically guaranteed.
<span style="font-weight:400">Although I was going to miss Kana a lot, we promised to visit each other on the weekends. A train ride was almost four hours long, and it might warrant some overnight stays which I keenly look forward to.
<span style="font-weight:400">The one thing I was most eager about was living in a dorm. It seemed counterintuitive since my house was only a short drive away, but I wanted to try bing independent. Mio and I would have our own domestic life going. Hatsumi gave us her blessing if we go through with it, and because our parents wanted me to be a proper adult, convincing them was easy.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Man, look at all this feast." Mio whistled sharply as we headed into the campus.
<span style="font-weight:400">If I thought my school''s culture festival went hard, then I certainly didn''t know the meaning of it.
<span style="font-weight:400">The entire campus was a whole festival, with lecture halls and courtyards transformed into venues for students to make use of. Stalls and events were made more professionally than a high school student''s idea of what looked good. Food trucks pulled into a round za, forming a food court ring. Tent booths advertised the campus and circles to prospective students.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Hey! You girls interested in a fashion club?" a couple of college girls asked us.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Forget fashion. Check out our diving circle!" a bleached blonde-haired guy asked. "It''s just a cover. We actually hold a lot of parties and mixers."
<span style="font-weight:400">"I-I''m still too young to drink!" I said, trying to get away.
<span style="font-weight:400">We were bombarded with brochures and pamphlets of people advertising what they were a part of.
<span style="font-weight:400">From what I understand, a club is an official student organization on campus. They normally take their activities seriously. Many were understandably aggressive in recruitment because more members meant more funding. Circles were less formal and typically formed by people trying to make friends rather than explore a hobby or activity.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Saeko, Mio! Over here!" Taira was jumping up and down amongst the crowd, waving both hands to signal her location.
<span style="font-weight:400">"College culture festivals are insane!" I eximed, catching my breath after breaking away from the masses.
<span style="font-weight:400">"We always go HAM because that''s the best way to knock off the stress," she said.
<span style="font-weight:400">Taira was dressed for the asion in a happi coat with a koi fish print and headband. She led us to her circle that was holding an okonomiyaki stand. Kotori and Aya were also there in the same getup, behind the counter of several steaming cooking stations.
<span style="font-weight:400">"We''ll whip you two something up on the house," Aya said with a wink.
<span style="font-weight:400">"We''d love to show you guys around but…" Kotori frowned at the long line in front of their stall.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Don''t worry about it! Mio and I are just here to look around anyway," I said.
<span style="font-weight:400">The campus wasrge and daunting, but it wasn''t like I hadn''t been here before when I visited with Hatsumi a few times.
<span style="font-weight:400">After having some okonomiyaki with the girls from Isekai Gohan, Mio and I went back to exploring the campus and whatever else their culture festival had to offer.
<span style="font-weight:400">However, the two of us ended up getting lost and eventually separated from each other. My senses detected Mio on the other side of the campus. Talk about far.
<span style="font-weight:400">Finding her shouldn''t be hard, but…
<span style="font-weight:400">"Aren''t you a cutie! Are you from T-high? What''s your name?" someone asked me.
<span style="font-weight:400">I turned around expecting a guy to be hitting on me, but it was a pretty blonde girl with a heart tattoo on her left shoulder. The casual white crop top and booty shorts showed off slender limbs that have seen their fair share of tanning in the sun. Never in my three years attending Tsukiji High did I hear anyone refer to it as ''T-high''.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Yeah, I''m from the high school. My name''s Saeko. Nice to meet you!" I answered out of reflex and realizing my mistake toote.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Nice, nice! I''m Naoko, my cosy club''s looking to bring some more girls in. We''re kinda rocking a sausage fest right now. Come check it out for a sec, I promise everyone''s really cool!" The college girl named Naoko came out swinging trying to get me to join her club, it was kind of impressive.
<span style="font-weight:400">I wanted to turn Naoko down, but Taira did say the best way to start college was byworking and making connections. A lot ofsting rtionships were said to be formed during these next few years.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Sure, why not."
<span style="font-weight:400">Manga was one of my interests anyways, and I would have ended up searching for it sooner orter.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Yes!" She pumped a fist in the air.
<span style="font-weight:400">It couldn''t hurt to just check them out. I sent Mio a text, telling her what I was doing and where. She didn''t immediately respond and was probably exploring her own interests anyway. We could always meet back upter.
<span style="font-weight:400">Just like their high school counterparts, the university campus also had club rooms built specifically for student organizations to use. Japan''s focus on extra-curricr activities was certainly second to none.
<span style="font-weight:400">Naoko led me to the manga club with a spring in her step, suspiciously excited to have another girl in there. She called it a ''sausage fest'' which could only mean that the male to female ratio was heavily skewed towards thetter.
<span style="font-weight:400">"I''m back with a potential new member!" she eximed, throwing the door open.
<span style="font-weight:400">The manga club, as I expected, was simr to the one at my school with more people. While I suspected there would be more guys than girls, I didn''t expect Naoko to have been the <i><span style="font-weight:400">only</i><span style="font-weight:400"> girl in the club. The main difference was that this ce was incredibly spacious, had more bookshelves to fill with manga and light novels gathered over the years, and were eight members in total assuming no one was missing.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Hello, everyone! I''m Saeko. I look forward to being in your care!" I introduced myself,ing into the room.
<span style="font-weight:400">"That was fast!"
<span style="font-weight:400">"Y-You really did bring a girl back."
<span style="font-weight:400">"Obviously. You gross otaku should be lucky I''m around to keep this club afloat. Now you two go buy us some snacks and canned coffee," Naoko ordered, then grimaced and turned to me with a question. "You okay with canned coffee?"
<span style="font-weight:400">"I-I''m fine! You don''t have to get anything for me on my ount," I said.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Hey, it''s chill. These guys will do anything for me. My treat, okay?" She winked.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Coffee is fine…"
<span style="font-weight:400">I felt bad as the two guys left the room to buy stuff for me. The club members seemed genuinely surprised that Naoko convinced someone, moreover, a girl toe by. Most of them were just minding their own business and reading, but my presence was clearly a distraction.
<span style="font-weight:400">Naoko walked up to one of the seated members and kicked the leg of his chair.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Can you be a bit more mindful?" she growled at him.
<span style="font-weight:400">"What did I do wrong?" the skittish member asked, readjusting the sses on his face after being startled.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Ugh. This is why you guys can''t get girlfriends. Offer your seat to Saeko! Someone else give me your seat. You guys can just stand," she demanded.
<span style="font-weight:400">It became ringly obvious that Naoko was just using this club as her personal kingdom, and the club members as glorified servants. The way she treated them kind of ticked me off, because I could have easily been in their position were I still a boy and entered college. Who knows, in a parallel world I might actually be suffering under her tyrannical thumb.
<span style="font-weight:400">Naoko was just Beatrice without the magic.
<span style="font-weight:400">"By the way, Saeko— Oh, my god! Are you guys seriously popping boners?!" she cried.
<span style="font-weight:400">All the club members pitched a tent in their pants. Whether intentional or not, I had no idea, but Naoko wasn''t taking it kindly.
<span style="font-weight:400">"I don''t know why!"
<span style="font-weight:400">"It just happened randomly!"
<span style="font-weight:400">I rubbed my chin and thought for a second, only to then realize that I did have an idea. My aura was suddenly going into overdrive making them horny, and in turn seeing their erections started getting me in the mood.
<span style="font-weight:400">If I didn''t get out of here soon, disaster was going to strike.
<span style="font-weight:400">"M-Maybe it''s best I leave." As I tried to get out of my seat, Naoko pushed me back down.
<span style="font-weight:400">"You don''t have to! These otaku virgins can leave instead," she said.
<span style="font-weight:400">One of the club members mmed his book closed on the table and startled Naoko.
<span style="font-weight:400">"I''ve had enough of you always making fun of us…"
<span style="font-weight:400">Another who was fed up with the abuse stood up from his seat to face her. "You turned our sacred club into your personal throne!"
<span style="font-weight:400">"What''s the matter with you guys? You should be d a woman like me even hangs out with you!" she fired back.
<span style="font-weight:400">"You treat us like ves, you know!"
<span style="font-weight:400">"We demand rpense… something to make up for… all that you make us do…"
<span style="font-weight:400">I was watching a rebellion in the making. Naoko''s precious kingdom was being upturned before my very eyes.
<span style="font-weight:400">"If you guys don''t quit your bitching, I might just have to find another club to join! You wouldn''t want that, would you?" Naoko eximed, wiping the sweat from her face. She gripped the edges of her shorts as my aura began to take hold of her.
<span style="font-weight:400">My head was slowly bing foggy. The smell of lust was so heavy in the air due to all the horny, pent-up guys in this closed room.
<span style="font-weight:400">"I can''t take it anymore!" The guy who first spoke up pulled his pants down and revealed a raging hard-on.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Damn it." I clutched my head trying to fight the urge, but it was no use fighting my subus nature.
<span style="font-weight:400">"S-Saeko, what are you doing?!" Naoko cried as I bent down in front of the delicious cock.
<span style="font-weight:400">The moment I put it in my mouth, he orgasmed immediately. A load of cum gushed down my throat. More of them realized I was willing to sate their lust and surrounded me with their dicks in hand.
<span style="font-weight:400">I serviced them one by one until they climaxed inside my mouth. Behind me, Naoko couldn''t take her eyes off us. She was starting to rub herself over her shorts and kneaded her breasts with a free hand.
<span style="font-weight:400">"It''s so… gross, but why can''t I stop… watching?" she asked herself.
<span style="font-weight:400">The two guys she sent on an errand returned to the outrageous scene of a bukkake.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Am… Am I seeing things?"
<span style="font-weight:400">"Pinch me. This has to be a dream…"
<span style="font-weight:400">Naoko pounced on them right away.
<span style="font-weight:400">"I need… it… I want to do it, too…" she said, pulling the pants of the chubby one down and going right to work. His initially limp cock quickly got hard in her mouth.
<span style="font-weight:400">Naoko and I fell into a debaucherous orgy with the manga club. At some point, my subus form had emerged and no one appeared to mind. If anything, it made them even more horny.
<span style="font-weight:400">With a whole team of meat rods avable in front of me like a buffet, I helped myself by milking their cocks. Each had a different shape and size but were throbbing with excitement all the same. I loved watching them shoot cum out. They could finish in my mouth or on my body, it didn''t matter as long as their hot stuff coated me all over.
<span style="font-weight:400">I was giving two of them handjobs, another was facefucking me, and my tail was coiled around a fourth to jerk off. Others who were more creative used my armpits like a pussy. A few who were impatient started having sex.
<span style="font-weight:400">Naoko, who pestered me to check out the club, was getting tag-teamed by two guys she showed clear disgust towards earlier. Now she rode the freckled guy in the cowgirl position and sucked the chubby one''s dick like a popsicle.
<span style="font-weight:400">"I don''t know what''s gotten into you, but wow… Naoko, your mouth feels so good… you''ve done this before, haven''t you?"
<span style="font-weight:400">"All those times treating us like gophers… using us like we''re your personal servants, how does it feel to be used instead? Oh, crap… her pussy is so tight, I''m going to cum…"
<span style="font-weight:400">"I can''t… help it… You two are so fucking gross, but your dicks are so go— ooohh!" Naoko''s eyes rolled to the back of her head as she climaxed.
<span style="font-weight:400">I felt bad for them at the start, now not any longer. Karma really came around.
<span style="font-weight:400">"I don''t care anymore… Fuck me! Fuck me more! Harder!" she begged.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Only… Only if you agree to be my girlfriend!" the guy fucking her dered.
<span style="font-weight:400">"No way! Naoko''s mine! Look how affectionately she''s sucking on my dick!" the other eximed.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Just shut up already! I''ll be everyone''s girlfriend if you just keep screwing me!" she screamed.
<span style="font-weight:400">"You heard her! She''s the manga club''s girlfriend now!"
<span style="font-weight:400">The entire club erupted into cheers. They abandoned me to get a piece of the action with Naoko, seizing the opportunity to gangbang her.
<span style="font-weight:400">I wasn''t sure how much time had passed. When I came to my senses, Taira was in the middle of shaking me awake.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Saeko, are you okay? What happened? Did these assholes rape you?" Taira asked, picking up my cum-drenched body.
<span style="font-weight:400">I opened my eyes to a very reminiscent sight. The whole manga club was passed out on the floor. Naoko was unconscious on top of three guys, covered in just as much cum as I was. My body was tingly all over, nipples pulsing from whoever was biting them, and pussy leaking like a broken faucet.
<span style="font-weight:400">"It was amazing— er, I mean, no! Wait! What I meant to say was, I consented!"
<span style="font-weight:400">It would be really bad socially and academically if I ruined their lives with something as serious as rape. Especially since all this was my fault to begin with.
<span style="font-weight:400">"I just, uh… wanted to get the ssic college mixer experience…?" I said nervously.
<span style="font-weight:400">Taira looked at me like I was crazy. She wouldn''t be wrong. I quite literally lost my mind back there and ended up charming everyone to have sex with me. This whole heat period was dangerous. Not to mention I was still at risk of getting pregnant until Yumi returned with the subus contraceptive medicine.
<span style="font-weight:400">I did manage to convince her not to call campus security, police, or faculty on them.
<span style="font-weight:400">She called Kotori and Aya about taking me back to their ce so I could wash up. They lived in a university apartment on the edge of campus. These residences were supposedly subsidized for student living and the go-to choices after dormitories that were directly on campus.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Sorry for bothering you when you have the culture festival going on," I said,ing out of their bath with a towel over my head and squeaky clean down to my toes.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Don''t mention it! We''re former coworkers and soon to be students of the same university," she said, then gave a crooked smile. "Still… an orgy right off the bat, huh? I thought you and Mio exuded sexiness, but you sure are something."
<span style="font-weight:400">It urred to me that my college debut was already getting stained by misunderstandings. Well, not quite misunderstandings since I did fuck a bunch of people. Rumors were only going to ripple out from here how much of a slut I was.
<span style="font-weight:400">I cleared my throat and looked Taira in the eyes. "Actually, I''m a huge slut. I really like having sex!"
<span style="font-weight:400">Taira stared at me with her mouth hanging open.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">NOOOOOOOOOOO! THAT ISN''T WHAT I WANT TO SAY AT ALL! IT JUST SLIPPED OUT OF MY MOUTH!</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">"Uh… wait… I…"
<span style="font-weight:400">"That''s… quite the deration. I''m not one to judge, but you might not want to go around using that as your introduction," she warned, bursting intoughter.