Wednesday, 3rd ?

Something interesting happened again today… And I don't know whether it's even safe to write this down in my diary. But… I don't give a fuck, I need to tell SOMEONE. The guilt is burning up inside of me already!

As I wrote before, I've been given the job of the laundry girl, explaining why at the start of the day right after the morning announcement a knock hit my door, I was cautious and waited for a few seconds, scared it might be a murderer or someone getting ready to jump me, before even LOUDER aggressive knocks hit my door, in a panic I opened it up and saw two men stood beside each other and suddenly I was covered in clothing.

Byakuya and Mondo… Mondo had shoved his clothing in my hand while Byakuya threw his clothes at me, exploding all over me, covering my floor with his more sophisticated fashion while I desperately tried to pick them up in pure embarrassment. Byakuya mocked me for dropping them and then left without a word… It… Was so hot, the idea of such a dominant man being in this place was totally out of left field, while Mondo shrugged and left too, of course he did.

The bastard didn't even try to help this poor girl pick up the clothes from the floor. Asshole.

Either way, I had my job, putting the clothes given to me in a basket, I went room to room collecting clothing from each person. Makoto, Sayaka, Aoi, Sakura, Chihiro. All of them just shoved my dirty clothing in my basket, some thanking me (obviously just because they HAD to), some just walking past me and some offering to help me as the load got larger and larger.

I of course snapped at them… Ugh. Does Aoi honestly THINK I need help? That stupid sporty idiot swimmer… And Kiyotaka! He probably just wanted to get me alone so he could fuck me. I know that's what he wanted… He's not getting me that easily, fantasies are just fantasy! I'm not spreading my legs for a man so easily!

Either way, as I walked through the dorm hall of Hope's Peak, it felt like a ghost town as everyone had rushed off to the morning meeting, leaving me alone to do the laundry. At first, I was pissed off, they didn't even wait for me. The pieces of shit were so quick to leave me behind… But as I waited inside of the laundry room, looking down at the clothing about to place them in the washing machine…

I saw it.

There was a white pair of small underwear. Most likely belonging to Aoi as it was bundled up in her clothing and it had a large wet patch around the crotch area, it didn't look like she had peed herself and therefore the only conclusion was that…

The whore had gotten WET.

Hilarious!

I began to laugh to myself, such a dirty slut trying to hide her shame by pushing her clothing into the pile, it made me laugh more and more. The comedy of such a girl being a total slut hitting me over and over again… The jokes writing themselves in my head "just because you're the Ultimate Swimmer doesn't mean it's ok to get wet"

It was so funny, I began to lean against the door… Just in case and all.

And then I looked at it closer, just… To check if it was REALLY her juices… And not pee, of course it couldn't have been pee, but checking to see if it was really made sense before I mocked her for it and all…

I needed to make sure, so… I pressed it to my nose. The slightly salty smell hitting me like a truck, pulling my face away, I licked my lips, pressing it there again. Before pushing myself away one more time. This was definitely not pee at the very least, letting out a tiny chuckle, I knew I was right. But just to be triple sure, I pressed my nose once more into the folds of the white cloth.

This was wrong… And in public. I felt so weird. But yet I couldn't fight the urges that had suddenly come on from the strange smell. I tried to play it off as some joke, but I couldn't fight the fact that now there were two wet pairs of panties in the room.

Staring down at them, I made a decision, I needed to be fast.

Undressing myself, I slowly removed my skirt, then my shoes, then my socks… Stood there in only my white panties and my sailor clothing. I began to gently sniff at them more, my fingers pushing past the waistband of my underwear as I began to tickle the entrance of my vagina. I felt so much shame, such a disgusting girl like Aoi Asahina! The girl that mocked me for no reason about my smell.

But her smell infected my nose.

Her breasts stuck in my mind as I couldn't fight back the urge to masturbate to this smell, it was like Aoi was using her whorish powers to take over my mind. The idea of her pushing me against the wall, making me eat her out. It made it hard to cope as my tongue pushed from my mouth.

My fingers had stopped the simple tickling at my entrance now and began to push inside just like the pen, full on digging into my pussy as I began to take in the smell more and more, the image of Aoi's face in my brain as I began to lighting whine with pleasure, before covering my mouth, remembering this place doesn't have soundproof walls like my room.

Suddenly I was practically snorting the girls underwear, my breath hitching as I licked up and down the wet pair. Making them look even more drenched than they had started… Before suddenly, I began to dig through clothes. Aoi's weren't enough, they didn't LAST long enough, I needed more! It was an honest feeling of dread and lust and I couldn't fight it. I needed more girls.

I was a woman with needs. And they had to be quelled!

Grabbing a light pink pair of panties and a black pair that had a part to the right that had to be tied to be worn. I didn't know who's these panties were, but I didn't care. I began to sniff them both, pushing them against my face with one hand as my fingers went down beneath my panties further, drenching them all more and more as all three panties were now being completely ruined by my aggressive tongue and nose.

Still leaning on the door, no one could come in, but there were definitely sounds of loud bumping as my back hit against the door over and over, my jittering and flinching as my fingers touched particularly sensitive spots couldn't be stopped and I didn't want it to, the world around me being dead at the moment.

Suddenly, the basket was empty. Everything that WASN'T a pair of panties were in the machines and my hands were full of girly accessories. Panties filling both my hands, I had all 7 pairs of panties in my hands, even the weirder ones like Sakura's large jockstrap and Chihiro's strangely large bloomers (though Chihiro's smelt a little weird. Maybe it was something she'd been eating).

I hadn't stopped masturbating however, my crotch pressed against the edge of a table, my own panties had been thrown off this time as I sniffed them all desperately. My eyes filled with tears of pure lust and my mouth drooling out nothing but my affection for these smells filling my nose, imagining all 7 girls in my class using me to pleasure themselves, making me their own personal servant. My tongue moved up and down each of their privates as I didn't fight back, all of them throwing love and praise toward me for being such a perfect goddess of LOVE.

Finally, I had to stop… I couldn't risk any more of this. I had orgasmed once, but oh God was this one incredible. I slammed my pussy so hard against the edge of the table I thought I might have stabbed myself with it while I took one FINAL deep breath of the world of new smells and tastes I had launched myself into. The wood of the table looked damp as it was wettened by my horny body and aggressive humping…

Though, that's when post climax clarity hit me harder than a punch in the face ever could, the idea of myself aggressively fucking a table while sniffing the underwear of my unknowing classmates, looking in the reflection of a washing machine's glass and seeing my mouth dripping with drool, my nose running slightly and my eyes drenched in tears of lust.

In disgust with my actions, I threw the panties on the floor and stomped on them, yelling at them for making me do such an action! Of course it was their fault! AND IT WAS HER'S! Aoi didn't need to get wet, but she did. And that's what attracted me, if she wasn't such a dirty slut then maybe none of that would have happened at all!

It's not MY fault I got so horny! IT WAS THAT BIG BOOBED SLUT THAT CALLS HERSELF A WOMAN!

If I had the right genitals I'd have her bent over a table, fucked in seconds… That's all a whore like her deserves!

Either way, I put everything in the wash and threw my own clothing in there two in a desperate attempt to hide evidence of the actions I had committed, before quickly sprinting off to my room to get a new change of clothing, the others all still in the meeting so nobody was able to notice my shame.

And as you may expect, for the rest of the day I was hostile to that dumb whore Aoi, to the point that her protector Sakura nearly got so mad during an argument I had with her she made the face only a demon or an ogre could hope to create. A face of pure rage, but even still I didn't care, Aoi was the reason I had become such a slut in that room and she deserved to be punished for it in my eyes!

Whatever. My days of this are numbered… Sex isn't something a girl like me should be addicted to. It's like smoking, if I just stop thinking about it, it'll stop being a craving. But at the same time, how can I NOT think of it, it's the only interesting thing that happens in this place.

The idea of my pussy being attacked by a large penis, or the tongue of my enemy, or even the idea of me being forced to take something like that in my mouth, it's the only genuinely interesting thing I can talk about! What else could I say! Aoi Asahina liked donuts? Celestia Ludenberg liked milk tea?! Sayaka Maizono probably pegs Makoto Naegi!?

NOTHING happens here!

All I write in this stupid diary is about how horny I am! Or the sexual thing I did! UGH! WHY THE HELL DID I EVEN START WRITING IN YOU IN THE FIRST PLACE!

*Half of this page appeared to be ripped off in almost a fit of surprise rage and annoyance from Toko*