Shohei Yashida nervously dialed the phone, unable to resist the lure of
phone fantasy. Like any number of adolescent boys, he had discovered the
medium through skin magazines. Unbeknownst to him, it would only be a
matter of time before his parents received an astronomically sized bill.
"Hello nasty boy," a husky voice cooed. "1-900-Goddess."
"Hi," choked out the preteen.
"What's your desire?"
He closed his eyes, imagining being granted a wish. Just for a moment.
"Ummm, I.."
"How old are you?" the sexy voice changed to serious.
"Eighteen," he replied, sweatdropping.
"Liar!" a hand materialized, seemingly from the receiver and slapped the awestruck youth.
Eyes widening, he watched a form flowing from his phone then taking shape right in the center of his bedroom. Shohei turned white, figuring he beheld a ghost. But the ghost turned out to be a teenaged looking girl with wild purplish hair, low rider pants that barely concealed a tacky thong, and a pink belly shirt. Her eyes were lined with too much mascara and multiple piercings existed in every body part imaginable. Three strange small lightning bolts adorned her face.
"So what's your wish, little hentai?" the bemused female chuckled.
"Who are you?" Shohei asked meekly. He clenched the top of his blanket so tight the whites of his knuckles were evident.
"Dirrty Gurl," she smirked.
He doubted his senses and wondered if this was a dream.
"Don't be scared," Dirrty gave him a disarming smile. "I'm here to offer you your heat's desire."
He blinked, unable to say anything.
"Speak!" she yelled.
"Um, I want see Urd again wherever she is," he blurted.
"Really?" the demoness clasped her hands together, quite pleased. "I'll be glad to take you to her!"
Instantaneous transport through the phone line to a public phone nearest Keiichi's hhouse was a simple enough feat. Soon, Dirrty and Shohei stood outside the boundaries of the Morisato property.
"This is Urd's sister's house," Shohei spoke guardedly. "She told me Urd lives very far away."
"Do you not believe me?" Dirrty glared. "Did I just not do something supernatural?"
"Yes," he replied, hating her condescending attitude. "You want to see your friend, no?"
"Is she really back?" he asked.
"It would behoove you to trust me," Dirrty warned, staring into his eyes with a piercing gaze.
Shohei wanted to believe more than anything and he didn't realize that simple moment it took for her to take possession of him.
TO BE CONTINUED.
"Hello nasty boy," a husky voice cooed. "1-900-Goddess."
"Hi," choked out the preteen.
"What's your desire?"
He closed his eyes, imagining being granted a wish. Just for a moment.
"Ummm, I.."
"How old are you?" the sexy voice changed to serious.
"Eighteen," he replied, sweatdropping.
"Liar!" a hand materialized, seemingly from the receiver and slapped the awestruck youth.
Eyes widening, he watched a form flowing from his phone then taking shape right in the center of his bedroom. Shohei turned white, figuring he beheld a ghost. But the ghost turned out to be a teenaged looking girl with wild purplish hair, low rider pants that barely concealed a tacky thong, and a pink belly shirt. Her eyes were lined with too much mascara and multiple piercings existed in every body part imaginable. Three strange small lightning bolts adorned her face.
"So what's your wish, little hentai?" the bemused female chuckled.
"Who are you?" Shohei asked meekly. He clenched the top of his blanket so tight the whites of his knuckles were evident.
"Dirrty Gurl," she smirked.
He doubted his senses and wondered if this was a dream.
"Don't be scared," Dirrty gave him a disarming smile. "I'm here to offer you your heat's desire."
He blinked, unable to say anything.
"Speak!" she yelled.
"Um, I want see Urd again wherever she is," he blurted.
"Really?" the demoness clasped her hands together, quite pleased. "I'll be glad to take you to her!"
Instantaneous transport through the phone line to a public phone nearest Keiichi's hhouse was a simple enough feat. Soon, Dirrty and Shohei stood outside the boundaries of the Morisato property.
"This is Urd's sister's house," Shohei spoke guardedly. "She told me Urd lives very far away."
"Do you not believe me?" Dirrty glared. "Did I just not do something supernatural?"
"Yes," he replied, hating her condescending attitude. "You want to see your friend, no?"
"Is she really back?" he asked.
"It would behoove you to trust me," Dirrty warned, staring into his eyes with a piercing gaze.
Shohei wanted to believe more than anything and he didn't realize that simple moment it took for her to take possession of him.
TO BE CONTINUED.