Chapter 9

Girls In The Bed

The birds outside tweeted as warm sunlight beamed in through the upstairs windows. Bits of dust danced in the spotlights of the dawn. At the center of the room a young boy stood, looking down upon the women laying on his bed. His kidnap victims. Each one was motionless save for the breathing that sounded off in time with the rise and fall of their chest. Sunlight gave their porcelain smooth skin an angelic glow. Their supple breasts lifting the heavy yellow blanket and giving it a mountainous appearance.

Nishu stretched out his arms and yawned. Soreness spread through his back and shoulders, bones aching from sleeping on the hardwood floor. From his right came the patter of dog paws on wood, and a sonorous voice boomed out from a tiny canine body.

"Right. So how are we gonna do this? Fuck them all at once in a massive gangbang, or do them one at a time while the others watch?"

The boy was still groggy. The only thing going through his mind were the motions of his daily routine. On any normal day he'd wake up, stretch, brush his teeth, and get ready for school.

He checked the clock on the nightstand next to the bed. 9AM. Saturday. No school.

"Urrrgh."

He walked over to the bathroom, the balls of his feet sliding in lazy slothish steps. Only after crossing the threshold and touching the white, cold tile did he gain conscious thought. The dog's voice echoed across the walls, heard both in his ears and in his head.

"Come on kid! This is the moment! Harem orgy gangbang!" The demon's body quivered in excitement while Nishu still tried to process the words.

"... Gangbang. 5 girls and one guy. Wait... Wouldn't... Wouldn't that mean I'm the one getting gangbanged in that situation?"

"Nope. Gangbanging is only when its a bunch of guys fucking one girl."

"But...you're the one who used the word. So... you contradicted yourself."

"Well, you were a chick for a day, so I'm still right, from a certain point of view."

Sink. Toothbrush and paste. Brush. Mouthwash and water. Gargle. Spit. Nishu cupped his hands and splashed cold water on his face. He stared into the mirror and blinked out the sand from his eyes. The boy turned and grabbed a folded towel off the top of the shower curtain. His head still half wrapped in the warm cloth, he squinted in confusion.

"A certain point of view? Hold on, are you implying they're men now!?"

"I mean... I could give them dicks if you're into that. As surprising as it sounds I don't think a mind controlled futa-on-male fivesome has ever happened before."

"That's not a fivesome. That's a gangbang!"

"Or it could be a gay orgy. From a certain point of view."

"A certain point of view!?"

"Hey kid, you think futas are gay? What about traps? You think tomboys are traps for females? Oh shit! You think men are traps for lesbians?"

"Oh my god! Shut your face!"

The boy tried not to think too hard on what Glom was saying. He trudged back to the bedroom and stared at each girl again, concentrating his demonic energy and lifting the sleep spell from their body. Nishu noted how they all slept in different poses.

Katsuragi slept with her mouth open, one arm over her head and the other over her belly. Both legs were bent and spread to the sides, one smooth foot dangling off the bed's edge while the other intruded atop the girl next to her. Strands of her straight blond hair, the blue-ribbon headband still on her head, covered her face. Katsuragi's snores were so loud and obnoxious that Nishu couldn't believe the others haven't woken up.

"Well come on kid! Let's get in there and start this thing! Are you going to let this opportunity go to waste? This is every man's dream, and the result of every known harem hentai known to man! This is the perfect opportunity to live out your deepest, darkest sexual fantasies!"

Nishu ignored him and continued his observation.

On the other side of the bed Ikaruga slept with her body straight, legs and toes pointing down the bed like a jointless doll. Both hands interlaced below her supple buxom. Raven black hair extended down to her waist and shoulders as if acting as a second bedsheet. She almost looked like something out of a fairy tail. A dark-haired sleeping beauty.

"I don't know Glom. I'm pretty satisfied with everything that happened."

Unlike the girls on either side, Asuka slept belly down. Both arms reached up to hug the pillow tight, face pressed into the soft cushion. A few strands of her dark brown hair clung to her face. They fluttered each time the girl breathed. Katsuragi and Ikaruga both dwarfed the short girl between them, Their thick figures cramping into her space.

"Nice joke kid, but this is the best time for a harem orgy! What you've got here is something that men can only dream of. There hasn't been a single person out there who hasn't thought of having their own harem."

To the right of the bed was a large brown couch, the seams of its aged padding already coming undone. When Nishu hauled it up from the downstair living room, it scraped against the wooden boards until a several scratches and lines marked its path.

On the couch lay Hibari and Yagyu. The two girls turned on their side, facing each other with their fingers laced together. The boy couldn't help but think about screenshots of yuri magical girl anime when looking at them. However, the dopy looking couch ruined the aesthetic.

"But I already fulfilled my fantasies. That's how I even got all of them in the first place. I don't need to prove anything to myself anymore."

"Kid, honestly. Having sex once doesn't mean its okay for you to stop. Your lust should never be satisfied! You must always be on the lookout, always on the search for your next victim! Same thing with harems. The process of breaking a girls' will has to go on without end. You keep going until you break them mind, body, and soul. I thought you read hentai, this stuff is elementary."

"I thought the point of sex was that its like fishing. You catch and release and be done with it. Its being able to tell the story that makes it worthwhile."

Glom cringed. Its cartoonish face squinted up at the boy while its mouth seemed to peel itself back.

"After the shit you pulled bringing them in, letting them go would be a bad idea."

Nishu didn't respond. It felt strange standing over the girls now. He used to observe them so intently in class. Now he presided over them with an air of regret, watching them sleep. Even with everything that happened, not much has changed. Still silent, he concentrated on the bed and continued to lift the demonic sleep spell from their bodies.

It took a few moments before any of them stirred.

Asuka groaned and lifted her head. The hands that gripped the pillow rose to wipe at her eyes. She sat up with her knees to her sides. Her shoulder length hair fell down her neck in locks. The thick blanket slid down to reveal her slender naked back. Both Nishu and Glom froze, staring as her head turned slow towards Katsuragi and Ikuraga at either side. She perked straight up, shoulders tensed. She dove to both of her friends, bringing her head down to listen for their breathing. Several tense seconds before she sat up again and let out a sigh of relief.

Nishu had planned on greeting her as soon as she woke up. Yet the words caught in his throat as he stood awestruck by the natural curves of her body. When she leaned down to inspect her friends her naked rear propped up before him. There he stood like a snake before a snake charmer, eyes tracking every movement, hypnotized by that ass.

He shook his head and cleared his throat, the noise causing Asuka to twirl around into a sitting position. Legs closed, bent, butt on one heel, her form curled as though it were about to jump. Her hands flew to her sides as through grasping for the hilts of her swords, only to come up empty. The girl made a sidelong glance at her own naked body, before peering up at the boy in front of her. A second later her face went red, and she grabbed the blanket and folded it up in front of her.

"Hi. Um. Good morning." Said the boy

"Nishu...?"

Her face colored into a deep shade of pink, and she turned her body sideways. Asuka held the blanket tight against her chest. Her breasts squished together while her forearms pressed into them. She held the blanket below her chin, only to lower it a few inches.

"Um..." Her voice came out soft and sheepish.

Her expression was one of genuine confusion. She brought the blanket up again, then back down. Her arms rose and fell, exposing her self and covering herself up in a repeated motion. The boy frowned.

"Are you okay?"

"I... can't decide if being naked in front of you is embarassing... considering what happened."

Nishu smiled and nodded.

"Keep the blanket on. You might get cold. I remember you said your clothes get restored using ninja magic right? I think I can do that for you. It's using yoma powers instead, but it should be the same principle."

She squinted, head shaking, trying to process the information.

"What happened to my friends? What is this place?"

"In my room. In my house. Its located in the suburbs rather far from the school. But I'd say its not so bad. The train is only a few minutes walk from here."

She looked toward her friends.

"You… you forced yourself onto them didn't you? Tricked them like you tricked me?"

The boy's smile faded. His head tilted down. Beneath the sunlight a shadow appeared over his eyes.

"Yes."

"You're despicable. The absolute worst. I should take you down right now! What did you do to them!?"

"They're alright. I didn't hurt them. They're only asleep."

Asuka stayed silent and glared at him from across the bed. She looked around, eyes the bed, the couch, until staring at the thin mat on the floor.

"I'm all right with it... It's my fault I got caught but... to think you did the exact same thing to my friends. That's low. I can't forgive you for that."

He lifted his head, staring into her eyes. He didn't have a pained expression, but stood straight facing her.

"You're wrong about one thing. It wasn't the same."

"And how's that? What could possibly be any different between them?"

"You're the only one I confessed to."

Asuka stared slackjawed.

"That's...that changes nothing. What you did is still wrong."

"I know. There was no point to what I did. I was acting out on my own distorted feelings. But I can't go back on the past. I'm here. Now. And now all I want to do is make you feel welcome."

"And how are you going to do that?"

"Well. I am feeling rather hungry. I'll head downstairs and make some pancakes. Some eggs and bacon too. I'll make some for your friends too. You should stay here with them."

Hibari bolted up from the couch, eyes bright and hand raised like she were still in school.

"I'd like some pancakes!"

There was a moment of confusion in which both Nishu and Asuka stared at the girl.

"Good morning! Oh, Asuka have you met Nishu? He's nice. Me and Yagyu met him while were giving the school rabbits a bath... Why am I naked?

The boy spoke while Asuka sat frozen, staring at the pink-haired girl.

"Uh... well you're naked because your clothes got ripped up. I have the pieces around. I can fix them up for you."

"Sure!"

Hibari's voice was high pitched and childish, her excitement showing how oblivious she was to the whole situation. Asuka turned toward Nishu, to Hibari, and back to the boy. Her mouth hung loose. Her scowl remained, though her mind tried hard to piece together what was happening. She turned to the pink-haired girl.

"Hibari...are you okay? Do you remember how you got here?"

Hibari squinted, eyes darting in concentration.

"The last thing I remember was having sex with Kariya-sensei."

Asuka blinked three times.

"...What!? Huh? When? How?... How did that happen!?"

Asuka was so confused she brought her arms down. Her shoulders went limp as she squinted down at Hibari. Then she remembered her nakedness and brought the blanket back up.

The boy chuckled and took a step back towards the door.

"I'll call everyone when the food is ready. Glom here will be the one to fix up your clothes."

The dog growled, his thunderous voice unsuited to his tiny form.

"The boy speaks lies! Your uniform burns in the pits of hell! Every seam is being pulled and torn, its mere existence broken down until its nothing more tha- OW!"

Nishu kicked the yoma in its stomach. A loud squeak sounded off as the demon's body deflated and inflated like a furry balloon. Hibari giggled at the sound, and the boy smirked.

"I'll be making eggs and bacon too. Sound good?"

"Sounds good to me!"

Nishu turned and disappeared through the doorway. The black yoma lingered, staring at both girls while a devlish tongue lapped out of its mouth. It too walked outside the room, the sound of its paws sliding along the hardwood floor.

Asuka listens to the sound of footsteps fading down the stairwell, before turning to stare at her teammates. Hibari lay back down on the couch, humming as she snuggled back into a comfortable position at Yagyu's side. She observed the room and spoke with her immature, high pitched voice.

"Strange that we all ended up here. But I'm so glad all of us are safe. You know Asuka, I was so worried about you during the week. I thought you might have gotten hurt. But it turns out you were alright after all!"

She was right. None of the other girls had any signs of injury. There almost had a satisfied look to them as they slept.

"I suppose." Asuka squinted at her surroundings..

The room itself was shiny and clean, light with the smell of lemon soap. Posters of anime characters adorned the wall behind the bed. A chair and desk on the far corner, at the foot of the couch. An open book and a box of school stationary lying on its top. A ticking clock on the wall to her left. Windows to her right. At the other side of the room was a hallway leading to the bathroom.

Asuka spotted the cot at the foot of the bed, so thin that she wondered what was the point of even having it. A Thin blanket folded into a neat little square next to the mat. Small white pillow at one side.

Did he sleep on the floor? Why would he do that?

She scowled at the thin cot before looking to her sleeping teammates. Asuka whispered as loud as she could manage, trying not to let the boy downstairs hear her.

"Hey guys. Wake up...come on wake up already. We're in danger here."

They remained asleep.

"Hey! Rise and shine!"

On the couch, Hibari nudged Yagyu's shoulders, giving a light shake while whispering "wake up" into her ear. Asuka considered shaking Katsuragi and Ikaruga, but decided against it. Trained ninja tend to lash out at anyone who touched them in their sleep. Between snores Katsuragi spoke up in a groggy voice.

"Aaaah shut up."

"Katsuragi? Kat! Wake up we gotta go!"

The blonde grumbled and turned away. Her snores grew even louder than before. Asuka sighed and closed her eyes.

"Hey Hibari, You mind staying here and guarding the others? I'm going to check out what that boy is doing."

"Sure."

Breakfast Pancakes

Asuka crept downstairs, blade of the foot going down first before shifting the rest of her weight into the next step. The wooden flooring was smooth and cool beneath her feet, while the smell of lemon pervaded the air. Her movements were swift, silent, eyes open and alert for any oncoming attack. At the bottom of the stairs was a doorway leading into the kitchen. She stood poised to the side, head peek enough to see Nishu staring down at a black stove.

The kitchen had yellow tile and grey walls. A round brown table in the middle, with a center that looked like it could rotate on its own axis. To the right was the sink, fridge to the left. And white fluorescent lights gave the room a poor but homey ambiance. And pervading the kitchen came the crunch of breaking eggshells and the wafts of heated vegetable oil.

Next to the fridge was a door to the backyard. Through the door's window Asuka could see a green lawn surrounded by a white picket fence. A blue sky spanned behind the clouds. That door was freedom, a chance to escape.

A guttural voice contrasted the crisp, clear morning.

"Kid, what the hell was that?"

"What was what?"

"That, I'm gonna make you pancakes nonsense. They're you're slaves! They should be making you pancakes. Or better yet, you fuck their pancakes! What the hell are we even doing here?"

"Glom. It's the goddamn morning. I want breakfast. So we're downstairs making some. What's wrong with that? And since we're here anyways, I might as well cook something extra for the girls upstairs."

"Oh yeah. I'm sure they'll fall head over heels for the guy who kidnapped them against their will. That's not how you make sex slaves you dolt! Having a harem is all about breaking them in and making them addicted to you. They won't give a fuck if you make them some stupid breakfast!"

"Maybe they'll get addicted to my cooking?"

"...Only if we add a little something extra to the ingredients."

"Hell no. I'll be eating this stuff too remember?"

"Kid… if you had to choose between sex or pancakes, which would it be?"

Nishu pursed his lips, leaned his head to one side and shrugged his shoulders. He lifted his hands, palms up, raising and lowering them as if there were real weights in his grasp. Glom slapped himself in the head with a wet tentacle.

"Whatever. Besides, we could always puppet them right? Serve em any kind of syrup you like. As long as we got em controlled its fine by me… You ARE controlling their bodies right?"

Again the boy didn't respond. His eyes scanned the paper once more before he walked over to the fridge. A squeak and the sound of a popping vacuum while he opened the door and gathered his ingredients.

Asuka turned back to look up the stairwell. The others might have woken up by now. She'd tell them the situation and form a plan with them on what to do. But there was something about the boy and his yoma that nagged at her conscience. If she joined her team, they'd take him down and move on. But she wanted to find out more.

The ninja-girl crept in through the doorway, only for her to yelp and duck as a glob of slime splurted past her head. The demon dog bared its teeth at her atop the kitchen table.

"You don't belong in the kitchen!"

A drop of sweat slide down her temple. Still she crouched down and raised her arms, the ninja and the dog eyeing each other with guarded expressions.

Nishu looked over to see Asuka standing in the doorway, toned body and smooth skin exposed in all her glory. For a moment he became a deer in headlights. Then he spun back around to hide his immediate erection. His dick pressed against the knobs at the side of the stove, and his hands shot down to push it away from the heat.

"Uh... you should cover yourself." He had a calm voice, though Asuka could still see his panic and awkward movements. Her face scrunched up trying not to laugh, only for her to remember that maybe this should be an embarassing moment too.

"Oh. Right yeah. Um.. Have anything I can put on?"

The boy reached into a nearby drawer and produced a white apron. He tossed it to her from behind his back, not looking where it was going. Asuka caught it in one hand and inspected the cloth before tying the string around her neck.

The yoma winced in confusion.

"Wait did you...forget you were naked? Are you dumb?"

"Shut up! Me and my friends get their clothes ripped off so often that standing around and talking in the nude is the norm for us. I was only embarassed earlier because..."

The boy turned to her, now focused more on her words than her body.

"...I've never been naked in front of a boy."

The boy gave a warm smile, lips only widening only slightly while he and the dog exchanged glances. Asuka scowled.

"Forget I said that! Anyways, you kidnapped us. I won't sit around and wait for you to come up with a way to hurt me and my friends again. I'll stop you here and now before they even have to see your face."

The yoma's dog face spread its lips. A chill ran up the girl's spine as the demon's teeth curved into an uncanny human smile.

"Bold words for a defenseless girl stuck in enemy territory. I'll have to punish you for being so insolent!"

Tentacles exploded from the dog's back, writhing upwards and casting strange shadows beneath the fluorescent lights. The boy raised one hand. Each tentacle stopped moving, before sliding back into the yoma's body.

"I don't want to be enemies. And I don't want to fight. I only want a good meal. You said you came down here to stop me from hurting you and your friends right?

Nishu did an about-face and looked at Asuka square into her eyes. He grinned in an expression that almost mirrored the dear-in-headlights look he gave her in the woods. Only now it was less intense, more controlled. Mouth curved to one side in a subtle smirk, face calm and passive.

"If that's the case, you can join us in cooking. You ever cook before?"

The girl's eyes darted between the boy and his demon. Her body relaxed, tense muscles loosening up.

"Yes I have. But there's no way you should expect me to cook for an evil kidnapper."

"Then cook for your friends instead. I'll get an extra pan for you. I'll eat what I cook, and you guys can eat yours."

He knelt down and opened another drawer under the sink. Metal clanged as pots and pans rubbed and tapped against each other. Asuka stared at him. His baggy pajamas folding around his bent legs. His loose cotton shirt clinging to his back.

"Eggs. Butter. Sugar. Flour. Milk. Baking powder. I already gathered the ingredients, so the easy and boring part of cooking's taken care of. Stove is already hot, and I'll bring out more oil."

When he came back up his eyes darted across her whole body, analyzing everything from her head down to her toes. He blinked and turned away, focused on the ingredients before him.

Asuka raised an eyebrow before noticing that there were two bowls for eggs. One bowl for the yolk, and another for the egg whites. Nishu followed her gaze.

"Separating the yolk from the white means more air in the dough, making them big and fluffy."

She smiled.

"I know that. Believe it or not I've been in some cooking competitions myself."

"Then these should taste even better now that we've got you. Mind stirring it?"

He handed her the bowl of whites, along with an egg beater with a wooden handle. Asuka dipped the thin metal wires into the mix, stirring the bowl and whipping the liquid forward and back. A few seconds later and the clear liquid became a gooey white foam before handing it to the boy. She eyed his hands while he mixed the contents together and stirred the bowl, wary of any tricks he might pull.

Asuka crossed her arms. And in Nishu's peripheries he observed how the top of her breasts shined from above the apron. To the boy, Asuka with her hair down was as arousing as ever, and it combined with how he now understood the appeal of the "naked apron" look. He had to do everything he could to stay focused on the task at hand.

"Why did you sleep on the floor?" The girl didn't seem to notice the storm going on within his thoughts.

"I slept on the floor so I can give you the bed."

Now he poured his mix into the pan, vegetable oil already heated up on the plate.

"Why did you bring the couch upstairs?"

"Because you're all friends right? I figured it would be best for you all to stay together."

She tilted her head back and squinted down at him. She brought forth the image of his room in her mind. The scrapes along the flooring, the thin cot. All that effort just to make sure they were comfortable. And now breakfast? What's with this guy?

"What... are you planning to do with us?"

A thunderous, booming voice sounded out from under the kitchen table.

"We're planning on doing sex!"

The boy scowled down at his dog, his face angling down into a fierce grimace. A muffled squeak echoed through the kitchen as the boy side kicked Glom in the face. He looked at Asuka and relaxed again.

"I'm only planning on pancakes and breakfast, I assure you."

"We're gonna lather you green and spank you like disobedient avocados! We're gonna stick our carrots into your ranch dip and lick the cream-OW!"

Nichu kicked the yoma under the table once more. The squeaking sound was like someone were squeezing a rubber chicken doll. The girl couldn't help but giggle at the whole scenario. Nishu handed her the cooking bowl, and she took it and poured it into her own designated pan.

"So… that's Glom huh?"

"Yeah. I've taken control over him. Now its only his bark I have to worry about rather than his bite. He's not going to attempting to kill me anymore. Quite an improvement over what happened in the forest."

She grinned wide.

"...You mean an improvement over him sticking something up your butt?"

"Wha? Hey! Your butt too!"

They both smiled. Then frowned and fell quiet. In the next second they turned to the stove and stared hard at the blackened countertop. They blushed a crimson red, and they looked at each other only to turn away in perfect unison. Memories of their experience together flooded their vision. Asuka giggled. So did the boy. Their giddiness fed off each other, voices rising until the shy chuckles became open-mouthed laughs. And Glom broke the moment.

"You're gonna call us Rocky Hard while we tenderize your beef! We're gonna be all Congo Country up in here! Make like gorillas and play bongos on your butt cheeks- OW! OW COME ON!"

Nishu kicked the dog twice. The demon let out two teddy bear squeaks as the demon's head deflated and inflated. Asuka looked at the dog with her head leaning to one side.

"He knows gorillas have the smallest penises in the animal kingdom right?"

The boy shook his head.

"No. He doesn't know shit. Anyways, you don't have to walk around naked. I'll fix your clothes right after this, and Glom will help. You ARE going to help me, right Glom?"

"Why don't you help this di- OKAY OKAY I'LL STOP!"

"And my friends?"

"I'll repair their clothes too. Like I said earlier, just a little bit of magic and good technique, and everything will be as it should. Speaking of which, I'm sure your friends have woken up by now. You want to stay here and watch me finish this, or go join them? You're gonna miss the best part."

"Best part?"

"Where I add chocolate chips into the dough and watch it melt while the pancake fluffs up at the same time. And then flip it to watch the other side get the golden color."

The imagery almost made her drool, and she hesitated on choosing. There was always the chance he could pull some strange trick when there was noone watching. But she was the one who woke up first and had a better understanding of the situation. More information she could share with her teammates.

Asuka bit her lower lip and thought for a few seconds. The girl decided on joining her friends, and turned to head down the corridor. But after walking through the doorway, she stepped to the side and leaned her back against the wall. Asuka strained her ears, listening in on their conversation.

"Hey kid. I couldn't tell. That was you right? You hypnotized her so you can have a fake conversation with her right? I gotta say, that's some twisted stuff you're doing if it was."

The boy said nothing. And Asuka grinned wide before making her way back to the bedroom. Perhaps she was still tired after waking up, but the girl didn't notice she forgot to take off the apron.

"Hey Glom. Have you seen my other apron-...Oh come on! Why do I keep doing that!?"