WARNING!
Pointless Lemon - depicts Souseiseki as a human, and gets overly intimate with Jun
Doesn't necessarily qualify as loli - though I supposed that's up to your imagination.
Cut into 3 chapters for easier reading
Rozen Maiden is not mine
In the Box
A jolt pushes me to wake, and sit up breathless and thrilled for some reason.
I'm in a box of some sort. A large box, the size of a basketball court. It's not man-made, I can tell. Walls don't shift shades like that without being electronic. And this place isn't electronic. It's stone, and it's magical.
"Ah, you're awake."
At first, hearing the voice of one of the most reliable Rozen Mainden dolls quickly gives me a feeling of relief. At least where I am, Souseiseki is here and I can count on her most definitely.
I turn around and prepare some cheeky remark about how convenient of her to be there. When I do, my mind stops.
She's standing in the middle of the room, completely naked.
For a moment, all I could do is stare. Her body is small, but most definitely not a mere child's body. It's tight, slightly muscular. The curves and the development belong to that of a 15 year old, which brings me the great shock of the moment.
Souseiseki is standing in front of me in human form.
Almost as tall as I am. Still the short hair. Still the characteristic stocky cheeks. And still the enchanting bi-colored eyes.
I feel my cheeks burn with an excitement that isn't so familiar, nor so foreign. A strange kind of excitement, one that involves this thing dangling between my legs, now suddenly getting lively.
"How are you feeling, Jun?" she asks.
I search for a word that would be definitive. Awed? Surprised? Pleased? Looking at her small, alluring breasts those certainly fit the description.
Among the many words running in my mind, all of which are either too inaccurate or too darn perverted, I decide on a simple one. "Hot."
"I'm not surprised. You've been struck by Suigintou's magic orb."
Headache slowly creeps up my head as I attempt to recall what she's pertaining to. "Say what?"
"We were challenged in a duel. With the Alice game having won, there was no point in continuing the fight, but Suigintou's pride - it's still driving her to violence."
"And stupidity. It's her against you and your sisters. She doesn't stand a chance." I rub my eyebrow. "So what happened? Did we lose or something?"
"We won actually." she says with a smile, restraint by worry, "But Suigintou managed that one last attack which we didn't see coming. But you did."
"I did?" I ask.
A smiling naked girl isn't something my teenage state of hormones would be able to tolerate so I quickly turn away, even though she's smiling with the sweetest expression I've ever seen on her.
"Mhm. You saved me. Unfortunately, the spell has an area of effect, and the two of us got sucked into it."
"Into what?"
"The null-field. It is a cube of imprisonment cast to contain any source of magic. And I being a Rozen maiden doll, my powers are in itself magical. And you - you are supposed to be human, but you got hit by Suigintou's attack so you're stuck here with me."
She walks towards a wall and places a hand on its cold surface. A look of amazement and of puzzlement fixes her small features into a childish pout. She's probably impressed about how this level of magic got to contain her.
Again my eyes travel down her figure. If I didn't know her, I'd say that's the kind of body a sporty teenage girl would have. So refined, without an inch of imperfection. I gaze long at the cheek of her butt, and a sudden craving grows inside of me.
"How do we get out?" I ask, distracting myself and looking away again. This isn't a prison. This is a torture chamber.
"We have to release the magic inside of you. Use it, or remove it, anyway to fool the field."
I cautiously turn to her. She's facing me now, and this time my eyes fall on a woman's prime defining feature. "Next question. Why are you in that form?"
I'm not ignorant to female anatomy. Even I wondered a few times in porn sites before. But I've never seen one this close. This hairless. This pink.
I quickly slurp up the drool threatening to crawl down and repeat my question. "Why are you in that form?"
"It's one way of fooling the field. Make it disregard me as a magic source and release me."
"So why are you still here?"
"I don't want to leave you behind."
My ears feel like they're on fire now. I move away, as Souseiseki closes in on me. She responds with a quizzical look. "Is everything okay?"
"Yes, everything's - ahem - everything's fine" I hear her chuckle as I squeak in between my words. "I just feel strange, that's all."
Strange would be an understatement, especially with my heartbeat at the mercy of this inconsiderate girl.
I take an initiative and remove my glasses, hoping to impare the visual delight, I mean, torment.
My restlessness pushes me up from the floor and towards the far end of the room away from her. She sees this and follows. I move constantly, and after what seem like a few minutes, she stops. There's a pout on her face when I turn to her.
"You're avoiding me." she says.
"You're naked." I tell her, not looking.
"Is that bad?"
No. It's good, actually. So damn good.
"Not bad, per se. Just - disturbing."
"This form disturbs you. Is it horrendous?"
With my eyes failing to hide the pleasure of the sight of her, I turn to face her and shake my head. She smiles slightly. Slightly, but beautifully.
"That's the problem. You look amazing. And I'm having - bad thoughts."
"Bad thoughts? You mean perverted ones?" she asks, and I feel like poking her nose to teach her a lesson on pointing out the obvious.
I don't bother answering. I just turn around and move away from her.
"I-It shouldn't be a problem." she says. "I'm a doll. A toy. I-I was made to evoke fleshly thoughts. To be played with. To be an object of fantasy."
Judging by the sound of her stutters, she's not sure of her own words. She's just picking up from what she supposes follows from being a doll. When I turn, I manage to confirm my thoughts.
She's blushing now, and covering her chest with an arm, the other leading her hand squeezed between her thighs to hide her sensitives.
It's certainly late for that.
"Well, you got the idea, of being a girl that is." I advance, more confident that her appearance would now affect me less, "But you're not a toy, or a play thing. You may be a doll, but you are also you're own person."
She flinches away, as if I'm some kind of spark of coal heat, but I continue to reach out until I encase her left cheek with my palm. "And you are beautiful, Souseiseki. As a human, as a doll. As you. No one should tell you, or make you feel otherwise."
The shades of red on her creamy complexion scatters, but the insecurities fade, replaced by a content expression of childish abandon.
The sentimentality of the moment is no girdle, and I pull my hand before I start anything else. This close to her I can almost feel the softness of her skin even with the mere sight of it.
I move away, but she takes hold of my hand. "Jun," she says, making a face of wordless plea. "Um. Can you.."
Her words dangle into breathless stare. I feel bad, looking at her like this, but she looks so cute with this helpless expression I can't find myself to finish the sentence she left.