Hisao stood on the side of the bed, gazing at Emi on top of the bed.
Was this really happening? Was this real?
The date had gone much better than Hisao had expected it to, and now they had ended up...here. In the middle of Emi's room. In the middle of a haven of innocence.
What now? Hisao thought to himself.
As if she could read his mind, Emi gave him an impish smile, licked her lips, and said, "Anal."
"Okay, that works too," said a befuddled Hisao. "Undress me," Emi replied.
Hisao had never been so happy to comply to a short person in his life. First he removed her shirt, with the obligatory sports bra underneath. As Hisao motorboated Emi with his nose, Emi moaned in pleasure. Now completely taken over by sensuality, Hisao reached to Emi's back and undid the clasp on her sports bra, letting it fall to the floor.
He had never seen such wonderful tits in his lifetime. They just sort of sat there flatly, like pancakes with nipples on top. Driven by this comparison, Hisao tried to eat the nipples. Emi did not like this very much and slapped him square across the face, causing him to fall through the floor and break an expensive clock.
"Get up!" she commanded. Hisao did as he was told. "Now get out your cock."
Oh shit, Hisao thought as his faced turned ivory-white. Here it comes.
Hisao turned around, removed his boxers, and...
"HOLY SHIT, HISAO! WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?"
Emi had discovered Hisao's "special friend", a prosthetic penis.
"Wait, it's not all bad!" Hisao begged, his eyes wide with fear. "See," he explained, flipping a switch on the bottom, "it even vibrates!"
Emi, to say the least, was very nonplussed, although she normally liked that sort of thing. She continued to scream, and after realizing that Hisao had stuck the key to her locked bedroom door up his anus, proceeded to claw at the ceiling in abject terror.
Suddenly, a noise began to emanate from the outside. Footsteps.
Oh fuck, both of them thought.
All of a sudden, the footsteps stopped.
"Wh-who's there?" Emi asked quite nervously.
Kenji then barged through the door, wearing a boombox playing Dragonforce around his neck, and proceeded to shout, "I TOLD YOU ABOUT THE GIRLS, HISAO! I FUCKING WARNED YOU!"
Emi and Hisao stood in stunned silence as their estranged friend did the Twist while wearing only a single leaf on his groin. They weren't expecting this. In fact, Hisao hoped to his soul that he would never see this day (and, for that matter, that much of Kenji's body), but here he was.
As Kenji danced blissfully, Emi dragged Hisao into the ceiling and fucked him anally for four hours above the Nurse's office.
THE END
