Calculust: A Doki Doki Literature Club Yuri Fanfiction
What's up readers of B33fy's stuff, this is Night; I'm filling in for B33fy for now, cuz he's got college stuff going on. He asked me to write chapter 6 of Mr. Kobayashi's Dragon Maid, but he doesn't know I'm writing this first, so he'll have a little surprise when he returns. He says he's sorry to keep all you lovely readers waiting and that he appreciates you all for getting him to over 100 followers on his Dragon Maid story. Hell, having never done this before either, I'd say that's a huge achievement.
Anyway, I've been playing DDLC Plus and watching a lot of mod videos recently, and I wanted to make a little "mod" myself. Unfortunately, I don't know how Ren'py works, so I resorted to B33fy's account to sate my need to make DDLC fanfiction.
Also yes, Monika listens to Ninja Sex Party. Their recent album "The Prophecy" is amazing.
(Edit: They also recently dropped a remaster and an acoustic album omgfhjdsaoghlrefjaaf I'm so exciteddddd)
Story, concept, and cover art (I suck at drawing) by me.
The tomboy had a fantasy of gaming in the nude,
The tutor fetishized her student's learning,
While "bonding" with the girl in class was seen as rather lewd,
The "perfect girl" was always ever yearning.
Preface: Saxual Desires.
"Calcu-me and calcu-you, girl that makes calcul-us!" sang Danny Sexbang's incredible voice, reverberating through Monika's headphones, pouring through her ears like sweet honey, saturating her soul...
"Hhhhnnn, that saxophone solo is almost as good as the one from Kokomo by The Beach Boys..."
Monika sighed longingly. Her head fell back onto her pillow as she shut her eyes, unconsciously biting her bottom lip. From the base game, it was demonstrated that Monika was musically inclined, so she clearly loved music. This, however, was a "love" taken to a different level... some music, especially smooth jazz, caused her to feel things. Though she only played piano, her favorite instrument to listen to was saxophone. Oh, how she loved to immerse herself in the sweet licks of saxophone solos...
Though, perhaps she enjoyed listening to smooth jazz a bit too much.
Because of the fact that drowning in sax solos equated to an orgasm, she would typically follow up her music time with an actual orgasm, as to quell the sensation, to make the song "cumplete", to feel w(hole), as it were. With the intensity of body heat from her face to her arms and her heart throbbing from arousal, the only thing on her mind was to relieve herself of the primal urge to get slammed up against the wall or onto her bed and have a man rail her for hours on end.
"Nngh..."
Eventually, Monika gave into her desire, and began stripping her school uniform down to her gorgeous bare form.
"Ohhh... MC-kun~..." she moaned, running her delicate fingers over her wet spot, entertaining the recurring thought of her currently absent crush/boyfriend-to-be going down on her, using his tongue skillfully as if Monika were his saxophone.
"Mmm, yesss... a-aahn..." In a state of lust, Monika opened her phone to Spotify and shuffled her "Smexy Time" playlist. Not surprisingly, the first drum beats and the iconic saxophone riff of Careless Whisper by George Michaels began pouring into her ears, sending a sharp tingle down her vertebrae and back up again, tickling her clit, caressing her toned tummy, and perking up her bulbous assets. Instinctively, her small hands traced over the nerve's path, starting from her sopping wet pussy, gently running her fingertips over her sensitive stomach, ending on her breast, pinching and tweaking her nipple with her dominant left hand. Her hot thighs rubbed together, either to create more warmth or friction, both of which would undeniably result in a more pleasurable sensation.
"M-more... do me harder~..." she moaned to an imaginary nobody, opening her legs to rapidly flick and rub her sensitive pussy lips. If Monika liked it slow and sensual before, like the calm waters smooth jazz, then now as she got more into her rapidly increasing tempo, she struggled to keep her composure and bit her lip as she skillfully recited a shredding guitar solo. She felt as though she was transposing Eruption by Van Halen; her fingers became a blur and the faster she rubbed, the wetter her legs and the bed below her became. As she began to reach her climax she flipped herself around, lifting her round ass and arching her back in doggystyle position, then burying her face in a pillow and squealing as her body shook from a mighty rocking orgasm.
Panting heavily and feeling very satisfied, Monika lay facedown on her come-stained bed in a pool of her love juice. Laying there for a while as her wildly thumping heart began to decrease in tempo and her heavy rising and falling chest began to subside, a wave of inspiration washed over her.
"Oh my gosh, I have an idea!"
Monika sat up hurriedly, struggling to stand up with her quivering legs, and limped over to her computer, continually dripping all the way there.
"Let's see... the girls' files... 'I know... let's make Yuri the main character...' I said while typing, 'then, we'll make them all bisexual,' said me, very aroused! Ahaha!~"
Hey, don't interfere with my narration. I'm the one writing h- wait, but, how are you able to do that...? You're not supposed to be able to do that!
"Oh, but I can do whatever I want, Night... ahaha~"
Wait, how do you know my name...? Hold on- how do you know that I'm not B33fy?
"Silly girl... don't you know I have access to the files in his MacBook?"
But he doesn't even have Steam installed, let alone Doki Doki Literature Club!
"Ahaha! You shouldn't have written a Doki Doki Literature Club FanFiction, then! You naive girl, I discovered that that silly visual novel wasn't the only way that I could reach the player! That's what the internet is for, you know. Ahaha!"
Shit... B33fy's gonna be pissed when he comes back from hiatus...
