Chiyako

"Ah, yes. I know that all too well. I was the same when I started school. Both of us were. What you need to do is find a hobby, and then figure out how to make money off that. It won't be so bad then." She smirked at the mention of marrying rich. "Not a terrible plan either, if that's what you want." Not that she would do that herself. Probably. Okay, she'd never actually been placed into that situation so it was entirely plausible that it might happen. She would like to think that it wouldn't, that she would have more self control. Perhaps it would instead come down to what her situation was at the time, and whether there was a need? "A former boy making that choice. It's interesting, right? I wonder what she will pick. If I were in her position I'd probably pick something skimpy, but then I'm kind of a pervert." That had been quite the long way of answering her question. A wild child, of sorts. Skipping school, staying up late, possibly troublesome friends. Not a criminal though. As for her question, well, she enjoyed athletic stuff. Chiyako unfortunately didn't know much about that sort of thing. Not that she wasn't active, of course. Oh no. She had to chase people sometimes! Without them knowing, even! And sometimes it was easier. Either way, her job definitely was not sedentary. She seemed to take some amusement with the reaction that she got out of others. Jumi was certainly not boring, that was for sure. And she was definitely growing. Someone with an independent mindset like that, in this stage of their life? That could be dangerous. But, also, kind of neat. Her fingers tapped away at the phone once more. 'You are definitely still unique here, if that is something you are worried about. You should be able to find those opportunities here too.'

Emi's arms crossed over her chest when they entered, gaze naturally drifting about to take in the room. They really didn't have very much, did they? But perhaps that was on purpose. It was always nicer to move with less. Maybe they sold stuff off, or maybe they left things with their parents. Who could say? Heck, maybe they just got here before the rest of their things! "Well those are pretty important. And food is generally cheaper. Also, there are options to dine out if you need. But yeah, you just need time to break this place in as your own! Get the essentials. Write down what you might be missing as you figure that out. You'll do fine. Trust me: it doesn't take too long to adjust to most of it." A single nod was Chiyako's initial response. They were alone. The three of them, technically speaking. But really just two with one asleep. Her black orbs lifted to look upon the girl, to size her up perhaps. Or maybe she was just being courteous. It was difficult to tell with her. Might it be good if Rina interacted with them? Maybe. But it'd also meaning holding back on some of the things they might normally do. And maybe remembering to actually dress properly. She'd already had that mistake once before. Regardless, now it was time to try to be sociable! Fingers tapped away at her phone. Words blipped to life upon the tablet she wore around her neck. 'What sorts of things do you enjoy doing?'

An out! Chiyako could deal with the younger ones. Heck, she had been more or less absent so far, and it was probably about time that she joined in on meeting the neighbors. Standing, Emi would cast a nod towards Chiyako before following behind Shizuku. For her part Chiyako was a little wary of the situation, not quite used to being left with strangers. When Emi and Shizuku departed from the room her eyes settled upon the two girls, and then down upon her camera. What did she do now? "Also, if you don't have everything you need for cooking we wouldn't mind having you guys over for meals" Emi commented as they left the room. Wouldn't it be amusing if they chose pancakes? She remembered what happened last time they'd had pancakes. Heck, they both did, and they both went back to that memory often.

And this is where Emi went quiet. Shizuku hadn't wanted the conversation to turn this way, that much was obvious, but then it hadn't been something that either of the two had started either. Even so, it was definitely something for them to discuss alone. Not that she was uncomfortable with it, of course, but it gave her the feeling that she was intruding into something she shouldn't. For a few moments things were awkwardly quiet. Well, for her. Chiyako was in her element here, and she was very comfortable with it. The petting helped too. Hoping to drag her friend into it all, she finally removed her hand from atop the blonde's head. Moments later her eyes flickered open, a glance cast first towards the others and then towards Emi. Emi, for her part, simply smiled. "So! Do you guys have everything you need? If not we might have stuff we can lend out until you do."

One piece or two piece. Emi preferred a two piece herself. Chiyako, she knew, still wore a one piece from her high school days. It was an interesting thought. What would a former boy choose? Probably a one piece, if she had to guess. Perhaps a two piece once she was more comfortable. Then came the question of a futanari in a swimsuit. If she wore a girl's swimsuit then that meant something would probably show up. A faint pink spread across her cheeks at the thought. Even Chiyako had caught mention of such a thing, although she didn't show it. For her it was an interesting photo op idea. Emi raised a hand, waving it dismissively. "It's okay. We're pretty open with that sort of stuff, and they are at that age, right? Can't really fault them for it."

Once again Emi grew just the faintest bit flustered at the question. Chiyako, somewhat within her own world, did not. "Eheh. Well, truth be told, we don't get out much. We would be the poor choice to ask that question. Right?" she asked, to which Chiyako simply nodded once. Of course there were some things she could think of, mostly related to a certain neighbor, and to Chiyako, but she wasn't going to bring those up here. She stopped to ponder for a brief moment. "Oh. Right. I think they have a pool here. And some sort of clubhouse. I haven't really checked out either, but I suppose I really should, huh?" They were paying for it, after all. It was a bit silly that they hadn't, now that she thought about it. "Earl's Diner is pretty good for cheap food. We grabbed dinner there tonight. It's not far. Just take the street heading north."

Both Chiyako and Emi flashed Rina thumbs ups of approval, although Chiyako still had her eyes closed and was still more or less occupied with the petting she received. "If there is anything you wanna try let us know and we might be able to help! Though it might be boring at our place sometimes." Sometimes. Most of the times with company. When they were alone? Well, things could get spicy! As for Shizuku's employment, that was a tad bit more difficult to handle. She didn't appear to have any direction, just a need. But then that made it a bit easier in some ways too. "Well the school hires for some minor positions. The mess hall. Some of the shops. I have seen some posted employment signs around for a few of the little shops too. If there isn't anything specific then you might have some luck there, I think." Unfortunately the work she did was more or less solo. And Chiyako's work? Well, she didn't even know what that was. Probably something to do with photography, if she had to guess. Maybe she shot for porn? Or maybe she was even more professional than Emi had thought. Either way, that too would be a difficult one to fit someone into. Probably.

"What do you do anyhow? For work, I mean. Or is there something you're interested in? Something you're good at?" Emi asked, relaxing back within her chair now. A hand lifted, idly settling in atop Chiyako's head to pat it, pet it even to an extent. As it turned out the little blonde did not mind this. In fact her eyes shut in contentment and she leaned somewhat closer to her friend. This sort of thing she enjoyed! Emi's attention then turned towards Rina. "Well, um, I imagine it's really not all that different from what you know before. You don't have to start liking certain things or anything like that. Heck, you don't really even have to wear girl's clothes. I mean, unless you want to. Tomboys are a thing you know. But if you really do want to dress up cute then, I mean, it looks like you already have a head start on that!" It was a bit awkward teaching this sort of thing. Neither she nor Chiyako really went out too much. They were both introverts to a degree, although Emi perhaps a little less so. "I suppose if I were in your shoes, I'd try out things that maybe I couldn't do before!" A mischievous grin crossed her lips. If she suddenly became a boy she could sneak into their locker rooms. Would Rina think in the same manner? Probably eventually. It seemed normal enough to her. "In all honesty we're not the greatest people to ask about that. Neither of us are really outgoing, or um, especially girly, if you will. I don't know, just be yourself. You'll do fine."

Both girls nodded understandably while they listened. It made a little more sense. Still, they had just met! Emi would not have been so bold herself, nor would Chiyako. But then perhaps this was something they had planned beforehand? Or maybe the two just gave off the right kind of energy. Regardless, the secret was out and they were asking for help, in a sense. The two gave each other a brief glance before nodding, gazes returning forward. "Sure! I wouldn't mind. Chiyako doesn't either. That said, you're all welcome to come over whenever, provided we aren't busy or away I mean." Already they were making friends! What a fortuitous stop the diner had been! Good food and good luck! They were cute, too, and Emi did figure that this might be a good way to break Chiyako somewhat out of her shell. Well, this and inviting boys over, apparently. The conversation shifted towards the quiet blonde. She gave her friend a look, and Emi spoke for her. "She was born with it. Doesn't talk. Or can't, rather. We both attend classes in the area, she just does hers' online. That and her photography. Although I still don't know what she does exactly" she mentioned, casting a suspicious squint towards her friend. Chiyako, for her part, simply smiled and nodded along. "As for myself, I work with computers and other electronics. Tinkering, support, all that. Made the device she wears."

As it had turned out, they had not come with much. That explained well the swiftness with which they had moved in. The two felt a little sorry for their neighbors. But then they were probably comfortable enough with the conditions, right? If they really needed something they would ask. When the two younger girls emerged Emi greeted them with a smile and a wave. Chiyako, still standing somewhat behind her friend, casually snapped another picture with her camera. Emi gave her a brief look. "Hello! It is nice to meet you both. We live together in 123 if you ever need us or, well, anything. We don't bite." Upon seeing the three take seats upon the couch Emi and Chiyako did the same upon the two chairs which had been set out. Had they been curious about the two teenagers? Somewhat. But both figured that they simply didn't have parents. Or perhaps they'd been sent here to attend a better school. Maybe they were just visiting? Either way, they weren't going to pry. Well, Emi wasn't going to pry. Chiyako's curiosity could never be underestimated. Then came the twin revelations. First, Jumi was a futanari! That was a lot more information than either expected to learn, and certainly a surprise to be sure. Delving so suddenly into such a sexual thing left both girls a hint flustered, although only briefly as the shock of it all swiftly disappeared. Chiyako's camera raised, but Emi set a hand atop it, gently nudging it back into her friend's lap. The second revelation was just a little wilder. Rina was until a few weeks ago a boy. That was just a little harder to believe, but then they didn't really have any reason to lie. Probably. Either way it was a little crazy. Again Chiyako's camera lifted, and again Emi had to nudge it back down. "Well. That is quite a shock! Not in any bad way, it's just very unexpected, you know?" Emi began, pausing for a moment to consider something. "But, uh, just as some advice: if Rina is trying to hide that fact and reset, you might not want to reveal that. I mean, we would not have been able to guess that ourselves and, I assume, that would be the case even if she wasn't wearing anything, right?" Allowing her camera to dangle by its straps, Chiyako finally flipped out her phone. Nimble fingers swiftly tapped away at the screen. Then the thin tablet she wore around her neck lit up with her message. 'Neat.'

Alas, they were too late to really help. The vehicle had already been unloaded! Either they were quick movers or they simply did not have much to move, for neither of the two remembered seeing the vehicle earlier in the day. Still, it was good to greet new people when they had the chance, which they rarely did. Both girls were often too busy with their lives to visit with others at the apartment, although perhaps they should have made a point to do so. Especially if we can get into more fun situations, Emi thought, mind wandering back to the threesome they'd had with one of their other neighbors. "I am Emi. The one with the camera is Chiyako. We live together too! 123, if you ever need anything. We wouldn't mind visiting, if you'll have us. Right?" she asked, turning her gaze back towards Chiyako who, at the question, finally lowered her camera with a timid nod.

It had been one of those rare days when both Chiyako and Emi had ventured outside. Emi had classes, of course, but Chiyako was tending to that oh so lucrative, oh so secretive job that she had. The one that made a lot of money. Emi always had been curious about it, but whenever she'd tried to follow her friend around she'd managed to ditch her. She knew, too, when Emi had made her attempts, and she'd enjoyed teasing her about it. Still, it paid most of the rent and it left her time enough to work on her projects. Today they had run into one another at one of the bus stations and, instead of immediately returning home, had decided to get dinner out at a little diner. Nothing fancy, or expensive, but it was pretty good food. Also, it had some fairly large portions, and both had managed to secure a doggy bag to take home. Emi had had a BLT sandwich with fries and Chiyako had enjoyed an open faced pot roast sandwich. Coffee for Emi. A milkshake for Chiyako. "You really should give that thing a text to speech mode" Emi mentioned, glancing over to her friend who, already, was responding via her phone. Her message popped up only a couple of seconds later upon the flat tablet. 'This way you have to look at me~.' What a tease. Grinning, Emi, nudged her friend, only to stop a moment after Chiyako as both took notice of the new vehicle. Oh, and also the three girls who were unloading it. They had neighbors! Well, new neighbors! Immediately Chiyako scooted just a hint behind her friend. "I'm sure they don't bite." Click. Chiyako was already snapping pictures. Rolling her eyes, Emi made her way over, raising a hand to wave while the shorter blonde followed close behind her as cover, snapping more pictures with her expensive looking camera. "Hey! You new here?" Emi called out with a smile.

Sounds fun!

Things seem to be active here once more!

A strange, comforting feeling spread throughout the little doe's body as she was held close to her lover's front, arms curling around her stomach. Her gaze was drawn towards his cock as it slowly deflated between her thighs. For a moment she considering rubbing them together. Teasing him would be fun, after all! But he had deserved some kindness. The faintest hint of pink also appeared upon her cheeks as her neck was kissed, hips wiggling a bit from side to side, squishing her soft rump into the mortal's lap. "I shall keep that in mind" mumbled the Angel, ear flicking softly as air was blown against it. That was fun. We will definitely be doing it again. While Lysander asked his question and trailed his fingers across her flat stomach the horned deity stretched her legs out in front of herself, tail wiggling behind her against the man's pelvis. "She would, yes. As are most creatures, I do not restrict the partners of those I am with, nor would I restrict myself. It is the same with other deities. Of course, if I do make you my champion then that shall change somewhat." Finally content, the pale creature wiggled herself free from the man's grasp and slid to the ground. Tendrils drew her cloak neatly back onto its proper place upon her shoulders. "I must tend to the woods now. Thank you for that break. It is lovely. I shall see you, Lysander." With that said, and without another word, the horned goddess departed from the little hut!

Again she was lifted up, this time returned to the bed. The poor aging furniture creaked beneath the weight of them both as Lysander took his seat. She found herself within the man's lap, cock still held between her thighs. She reached a hand down as her gaze lowered, gently petting atop the throbbing length. He really hadn't grown any softer. "Mm. I can see that, yes." Given what he'd told her, this wasn't that surprising. Even so it would act as a good encouragement. Keep the mortal on edge. Wanting more. Hungry for this sort of thing, whether it be with her or another. Perhaps he might even act on it and return with someone else to play with! "I can go for longer, however I am satisfied with what we have done for the moment."

For a mortal Lysander had quite the sexual appetite. Not only that, he seemingly had the stamina to match it! But then she was no expert on the subject matter and she could be entirely incorrect. Even so, he had had enough to satisfy her, at least for the moment. Try as he might with the delicate work of his hands, the horned deity was not close to her second release. Still, it was a pleasant enough experience, her hips rolling not only to assist the man with his thrusts, but also to drag her crotch against her lover's fingers. Thick ropes of seed splattered across the wall in front of her while Lysander's cock throbbed between her legs. He had finally released! She hadn't even gotten messy from it. That was nice. Of course there was a new mess to clean up now, but nature would tend to it with time. A hand reached up, patting against the man's head while his face remained buried against her neck. "You did well. We may do this again in the future." Depending on how well he did, of course.

Once more she was moved, this time picked up and set against one of the walls. Hands settled against the wood, fingers gripping as best she could while she lifted her rump, tail wagging excitedly behind her. Eyes shut and a soft gasp of bliss slipped free from the little doe. Lysander's cock was set against her pillowy soft womanhood, dragging back and forth across it. Now the gently slapping of her rump against her lover's pelvis created a rhythmic song for their foreplay. A series of kisses were unleashed as a barrage against her neck. She had to be still so as not to accidentally stab the poor mortal with her horns. That became increasingly more difficult when he reached her soft deer-like ear, drawing a hushed whimper of bliss from the young deity. As it turned out she was fairly sensitive there! What more do I want? Truth be told, she wanted a lot more. Even so, she was too timid to push things quite that far. Besides, as good as he was, he hadn't quite earned that. "This is fine" she whispered between gentle breaths. "Cum for me."

Thanks to her own excitement the mortal's pace only increased. It wasn't long before her thighs, her belly, and the man's length were all coated with her sweet nectar. He wasn't holding back either, drawing himself out until his tip brushed against her tiny flower, only to tease it with another thrust forward as he slid off her gentle crevice. She was starting to get riled up once more, hips rolling perhaps a bit more excitedly. So close to entering! This is quite exhilarating! Of course if he did that then I would need to punish him. He seems to know better. A hushed gasp emerged from her, mind torn away from her thoughts as a hand squeezed at her rump. The very same hand then lowered between her legs, fingers teasing along her taint and crotch, even parting her pussy open to leave her pink flesh exposed to a constant assault from his manhood. It was evident as well that he was nearing his own release. The throbbing was, at this point, very pronounced! "We may try another. I do enjoy trying new things."

For a couple of minutes the pale doe relaxed against the bed and simply enjoyed the onslaught of kisses peppering against her breasts. The idea of keeping him around just for this sort of thing crossed her mind. But then that would probably leave her and her woods vulnerable to outside influences. Also, it would really be fair to the mortal. It would be so easy to spend the rest of the man's life in this state! But then what sort of life was that for a mortal? Lysander came to a stop, having come up with an idea. Her hips were grabbed, body scooted further to the edge. Then her legs were held together and lifted, exposing her nicely rounded rump, her moistened slit, and her wiggling tail to the mortal's view. While the man positioned himself she relaxed further, arms stretching out overhead for a moment, only to relax in that position. Lips parted, a surprised breath slipping free as she felt his cock drag across her tiny flower, peeling it slightly open. Oh. Oh yes that is nice. Thrusts were made once more between her squishy thighs, only now he was dragging himself against her crotch! Every push of his hips ended with his sack slapping against her taint, tail. A rhythmic slapping noise soon filled the little hut. Each impact against her body caused her tiny breasts to jiggle just a slight bit, and soon she began to roll her hips with his movements, hoping to further assist the mortal. "Enjoying yourself?"

When the large man leaned in to plant a kiss against her breast the horned deity curled her arms over his head, gently brushing her fingers through his hair. With the first thrust made between her thighs her body was better positioned. The rolling of her hips grew more exaggerated, thighs clinging more firmly to better secure her grip. Her gaze lowered, eyes following the large shaft while it dragged back and forth across her pale form. It gave her a good idea about just how deep he might get if they did go further! That was going to be a memory she returned to when he was gone. "That sounds acceptable. I also give you permission to pose me as you desire." She had seen positions, and she was curious about trying them. But, more importantly, he was the one doing the work here. Positioning her body properly was going to be important for a better experience! Well, probably! In any case she certainly didn't mind the little kisses that he planted against her body. It was especially exciting when his tongue rolled out against her nipple, drawing forth a hushed breath from the young Angel. As small as they were, her breasts were fairly sensitive! Imagine having two of him. Or a woman joining. What secret knowledge might a lust aspect kin hold? Perhaps I should attempt contact with one.

While she caught her breath kisses were placed along her inner thigh, hands running up along her flat stomach. Another kiss settled against her clit, causing her back to arch briefly, body shivering with glee! She was still rather sensitive, after all. Even so, she had already caught her breath. In another minute she would be fully ready to go again. The bed creaked beneath her, her body sinking just a bit lower as hands settled on either side of her head. Lysander had halfway joined her upon the old cot. She could feel his warmth against her leg. In response she slowly closed her limbs together, trapping him between soft, squishy thighs. Her hips began to move, rolling slightly, legs rubbing together and, in the same motion, stroking along the mortal's cock. Eyes finally opened, pink orbs meeting with her lover's gaze. "You do. Perhaps I should reward you for your efforts. You may use my thighs. Unless, of course, there was something else you desired?"

That's right. This is why I should visit my followers. Perhaps she could engage in a sex-fueled tour across her woodlands. Visit each and every resident and bestow upon them her presence. Yes, she would need to do that later. Right now however she had Lysander to tend to her needs! He was certainly very skilled at it too. A finger took over for the mortal's lips, rubbing in circles around her clit. Once more the thick muscle forced its way into her body, drawing forth a whimper from the Angel, legs twitching and opening wider to assist him in his conquest. She could feel his tongue lashing against her insides, flicking roughly against sensitive areas, and every time this occurred the pale being writhed in bliss! As the seconds passed her tiny tunnel grew tighter and tighter still. Then, at last, it arrived! With a low moan the Angel's legs curled inwards, pulling Lysander's face flush against her hairless mound. Hot flesh throbbed around the man's tongue, body twitched and trembled, and soon his invading muscle was awash with her sweet nectar. Her hips continued their jerking movements, attempting to force the man as deep as she could, and for the next minute she was held within this state as she rode out her orgasm. Only once she had finished did her legs relax their grip, settling down upon the bed. Eyes remained closed, chest lifting and lowering while she caught her breath. "Wow" whispered the horned deity. "I needed that."

Its going so deep! Oh! Oh my! While she had the endurance to engage in this sort of thing for days on end, her body was still not used to such pleasures. Hot flesh throbbed against the intruding muscle, gripping inwards like a vice while the man assaulted her inner tunnel. One of her hands left Lysander's head, drifting up to grasp at the back of the hand which played with her breasts. She held it against herself, body pressing up into the man's palm while he worked his magic. No wonder he had had so many partners. Her entire body wiggled and squirmed beneath the man, breath heavy and occasionally interrupted by the stray gasp or moan or squeak. The Angel's tongue hung out from her maw, eyes hazy as Lysander finally pulled free from her body, only to plant another lustful kiss against her pillowy soft mound. Another was aimed higher. His focus shifted to her clit which, after enough work, was finally exposed. As he took hold of it her eyes widened and another squeak of surprise slipped free from the little doe. Ah! Not there! Already her hips were moving on their own, rolling and grind and humping against her partner's mouth. She had forgotten how intense this sort of thing actually was! Already Lysander would feel her body tightening up, her climax fast approaching. Had she been caught off guard? Yes. She most certainly had been!

As fingers dug into her squishy cheeks the young deity lifted her hips further, only to pause when her lover's mouth hovered next to her womanhood. She felt his breath wash over her. Then, finally, he leaned in closer. Her breath hitched within her throat once more as their lips met together, a kiss planted against her most special spot. His tongue emerged next, drawing a line along her tiny slit, tugging the pale petals briefly open to expose the glistening pink of her inner folds. She was much sweeter here, a nectar halfway between honey and a fresh strawberry. The nub of nerves that was her clit was hidden away pretty well thankfully, which did help to protect her from any immediate sensory overload. Oh yes. It has been too long. Thighs squeezed in around the man's head, legs curling gently over his shoulders. Hands moved up, brushing through Lysander's hair, gripping slightly as his tongue pushed more firmly against her entrance. Her mouth opened slightly, breath grew more labored as the thick sleek muscle stretched her open, pushing its way within her petite form. Soon her hips were starting to move, rolling slowly against the intrusion. "Lysander" moaned the pale doe, head tilting back and eyes shutting while jolts of bliss shot up along her spine. One hand found its way along her stomach and against her tiny breasts, tracing the gentle curve of her little mounds. Given his size, it made sense that he might start with something like this. Even his tongue was formidable for someone like her!