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Hiyoko poked her head into the pharmacy, peeking at Mikan, who was slumped over a desk analyzing their stock of medicine. An evil grin came over the Ultimate Traditional Dancer's face as she began to step inside.

"Oh nursey~" She sang. Mikan felt a chill go down her spine as she felt a cold presence behind her, accompanied by that mischievous voice. She slowly turned around, a nervous smile on her face.

"Y-yes?" She asked. Hiyoko put on a fake pout.

"You seem so sad, do you hate me?"

"N-no, I…um…I just…" As usual, Mikan stuttered horribly over her words, wanting to tell Hiyoko that she didn't hate her per se, she just greatly loathed whenever she was in the same room, but was also too afraid of actually saying that.

"You don't, well that's great to hear! I was just stopping by to check up on my favorite smelly cunt in the whole island!" As she spoke, Hiyoko danced and spun closer, until she was mere inches away from where Mikan sat.

"Th-that's a little harsh, don't you think…?" She asked as she felt herself naturally cringing away from the small girl. Hiyoko leaned forward until her face was directly in front of Mikan's.

"Not at all~!" She chirped, before leaning forward to quickly kiss Mikan's cheek.

Immediately, Mikan's face turned an intense shade of red. "Wh-wh-wh-what?!?!" She stuttered.

Hiyoko snickered and leaned back. "Wow, that's pathetic. You're blushing that hard from just one little kiss? Are you one of those lesbos that watches too much porn instead of actually talking to girls?"

"Wh-what I watch is my business!" Mikan shouted, and then immediately regretted her words as she saw Hiyoko's face change in response. "I-I…I mean…"

The Ultimate Traditional Dancer couldn't help but cackle. "Wow, you admit it! You're such a lonely loser. I bet you like those videos of guys doing awful things to girls, that's the kind of crap that Teruteru watches too."

"N-no! I don't watch that sort of stuff!" She cried out, and sighed. "L-look…can you please just tell me what you want?"

"Oh, y'know, the usual! I just like making you upset~" Hiyoko teased. For just another bit of sadistic fun, she leaned forward and gave Mikan a light smack across the chest.

"Aahhh~!" Mikan couldn't help but moan as she felt the vibrations move across her chest underneath the fabric. "P-please don't do that!!"

"I thought you liked that sort of thing? After all, I'm sure you got used to older guys doing that kind of stuff to you all the time when you were a kid."

Mikan froze. "Huh?"

Hiyoko gave a little wink and stuck out her tongue. "Aww, is someone upset that they can only get a date with weird pedos?" Mikan went silent for a while, looking down at her lap, where her hands lay trembling, her knuckles clenched so tightly they were almost white.

Another sinister chuckle emanated from Hiyoko. This is too easy, she thought. "I didn't know it was possible for girls to be born as trashy sluts, but you sure proved me wrong! I bet you were drinking jizz before you could walk!"

"…Hiyoko…please stop." Mikan said quietly, her entire body now trembling. "I…actually was…a-abused like that…so…please stop."

Hiyoko paused for a moment. Was she seriously about to push that trauma button harder? ...Of course she was. Someone like Mikan deserves it, she thought. "Aww, I'm super sorry..." Hiyoko began, putting on a false face of sadness while waiting for a response. Mikan looked up at her. She wasn't dumb. She knew Hiyoko wasn't being sincere, and so she tried to look her in the eyes, to challenge her. As she met those fierce eyes, she immediately felt the urge to back down, but she held her ground.

"Sorry that none of the guys here have had the guts to rape you yet! Hahaha, I bet you wished it happened too! You're so fucking gross." Mikan stood to her feet and looked down at Hiyoko. Her entire body shaking with rage, she brought back her foot, and quickly brought it forwards up into Hiyoko's stomach. Hiyoko's world came to a stop as the wind was kicked out of her diaphragm. Pain began throbbing in her stomach as she fell to the ground and looked up. Did that just happen? Did Mikan seriously get the guts to kick her, a sweet, innocent little girl? Mikan glared down at her, silently daring her to say something, anything else about that subject.

"Wh-what the shit..." Hiyoko panted. "Can't you take a joke..."

"A…a joke? My trauma…is a joke to you…?" Mikan said, her body bending over as she became filled with even more anger. "If you think it's such a funny joke…why don't you have a taste of it yourself?!" With that, Mikan knelt down and grabbed at Hiyoko's kimono, pulling hard at it.

"Gah! No!" Hiyoko yelled back as she tried smacking Mikan's hand away. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Just let me go!"

"It's too late to be SORRY!" Mikan shouted as she pulled as hard as she could. Hiyoko's bare chest came into view as the kimono slid down her body.

Hiyoko's legs curled up as she covered her chest with her arms. Her head went down and she started wheezing. "I said...I'm sorry. I really am, I'm sorry. Please..."

"I don't believe you." Mikan said, and reached down, pulling at the kimono again. With half of it off her body already, it slid off Hiyoko's body much more easily, leaving the girl in just her sandals and…a pair of boxers?

Hiyoko squirmed and struggled as Mikan stripped her. "I am! Pinkie promise! I'll never be mean to you again, just let me go!"

"Just shut your damn mouth already!" Mikan shouted, pulling off her sandals and tossing them aside before grabbing her boxers and pulling them so hard down her legs that she nearly tore them too, leaving the poor girl completely nude. Mikan wasn't really surprised to see that the girl's pussy was bare, even at the brief glance she got before it was quickly covered up. Hiyoko's legs started thrashing wildly as Mikan's intent became clear. Mikan was going to rape her! This was insane, this was fucked up!

"If you don't stop, I'll tell Mahiru! I'll tell Hajime! I'll tell everyone!"

Mikan knelt down next to her and brought her face close, until they were inches apart.

"You and I both know they won't believe you." And with that, Mikan grabbed both sides of Hiyoko's face and pulled her into a deep kiss.

Hiyoko's entire body was paralyzed as Mikan violated her mouth. She didn't want to believe her, but part of her wondered if Mikan was right. She had been so awful to her...would this be dismissed as another lie? Had Hiyoko dug her own grave? Tears came even harder to Hiyoko's eyes as the thought became more and more prominent. Feeling Hiyoko starting to become motionless underneath her, Mikan forced her tongue as far inside Hiyoko's mouth as she could, touching it against her own tongue.

Hiyoko started gagging as Mikan's tongue invaded her mouth. her body refused to move, weighed down by the despair overcoming her. This wasn't supposed to be how it happened. She wanted her first time doing this stuff to be with Mahiru, the girl she had fallen in love with over the course of their time on the island. It was going to be so perfect and loving. And now here she was, reaping the consequences of her own horrible actions, painfully aware of how this was all her fault. As Mikan wrapped her tongue around Hiyoko's, she brought her hand down, shoving Hiyoko's out of the way before forcefully inserting her finger inside her pussy with no warning.

"GAH!" Hiyoko yelped as a sudden burning forced its way into her pussy. She could look down just enough to see Mikan violating her with a single finger, a small bit of blood already starting to trickle out of her pussy. Her legs shuddered and kicked a little as she tried to will some kind of resistance into her body.

Mikan finally pulled her mouth away from hers, a thin trail of saliva connecting their mouths surviving for a second before it was broken. She continued to shove her finger deeper inside as she looked down at the girl's flat chest.

"I won't tell anyone," Hiyoko panted in a sudden bit of backtracking. "I'll even do whatever you want, just, please...stop!" Hiyoko watched in horror as Mikan sized up her flat chest. Why couldn't she be all nice and timid again? What Hiyoko wouldn't give to go back in time now. She would probably hug the Ultimate Nurse and apologize for everything she'd said...everything.

"I already said to SHUT! UP!" Mikan yelled as she brought her hand down on Hiyoko's chest, smacking it so hard that the noise echoed through the room. Hiyoko's body stiffened and she jumped as a stinging erupted around her chest. After a brief moment locked in place, she fell back onto the ground, her head bouncing off the tile.

Mikan growled as she smacked her chest again, and then again, and again, watching as her tiny tits barely jiggled. She smacked them over and over and over until they were red with her handprints. Hiyoko tried covering her chest with her arms, but everytime she did, Mikan found some new way to smack her from a different angle. The stinging turned into a full fledged burning across her entire chest as she tried kicking and squirming away. Some part of her hopefully fantasized about her reaching the door and getting away. At this point she wouldn't even tell anyone, she wouldn't try. She could just get away and wait for Mikan to calm down, and then she'd apologize and make everything better. Right? Was that too much to ask for?

Mikan sighed as she finally stopped, smiling at the red marks over Hiyoko's chest. Then, she reached down and pinched one of her nipples between two fingers and started to pull at it. At the same time, she pulled her finger out of Hiyoko's pussy before thrusting it back inside, hard. Hiyoko's entire body jolted from the overstimulation. Mikan was practically holding her in place by her nipple while she violently fingered her, and tears ran anew down Hiyoko's cheeks as it happened.

"I'm...sorry..." Hiyoko panted one last time, in the hopes that maybe she could reach through to Mikan. This couldn't be Mikan. Mikan was so sweet, so kind, so caring...she was all the things that Hiyoko never valued when she should've. Whatever this was, whatever was happening…this was something else. Hiyoko had unlocked something that should never have been touched, and now she was facing the consequences.

Mikan actually paused for a moment, looking down at Hiyoko. Tears streamed down her face as her entire body shuddered. Mikan felt a tiny twinge of guilt, and she removed her finger from Hiyoko's pussy as well as let go of her nipple, looking down at her. A little ray of hope shined so deep into Hiyoko's being that it practically wiped the pain and sorrow from her entire body.

"So...so sorry. I won't...I won't tell anyone...if you stop here. I'll make it up to you however you want. Anyway, anyhow, I will. Just...please stop."

"Any way…I want?" Mikan asked, her face softening.

"Anything! Money, favors, anything!"

"Hm…" Mikan said, and she closed her eyes for a little while, and then opened them. "Stay here." Mikan stood up, and left Hiyoko on the floor as she walked to the back room. Hiyoko took that moment to relax. She knew she wasn't out of the woods yet, Mikan definitely wanted punishment. But so long as it wasn't...whatever she had planned there...that was enough for her. Part of her wondered if Mikan could even think of something more sadistic. There was an innocent fantasy in her head of Mikan making her wear a 'Kick Me' sign for a day. Something more wholesome, something to take the edge off of her thoughts.

The sound of fabric rustling could be heard as well as rustling through boxes. Fabric, Hiyoko thought? Maybe it would be something humiliating, like children's clothes. That would be doable. Besides, her kimono had fallen enough times that everyone in the class knew what her...more private bits looked like.

After a minute, Mikan returned, now completely naked and holding something behind her back. Her cheeks were slightly pink, still feeling embarrassed about her own nudity, but even so, she had a large smile on her face as she approached Hiyoko. A few bruises and scars littered her entire body, particularly on her chest and waist. Hiyoko frowned a bit as she saw that Mikan was nude. Okay, sex wasn't off the table. Still...Mikan had calmed down. maybe this would...even be pleasant? Now that she was nude, Hiyoko saw that she was actually really pretty.

"Hey, Mikan? I'm sorry about...everything I said...about you, your past, your body. It was wrong of me. I shouldn't have said any of that. I...I hope you can forgive me."

"I'll…think about it." Mikan said, and knelt down in front of Hiyoko, her breasts jiggling with her movements. "Once again, you promise to do…anything?"

"...anything," Hiyoko choked out. That response wasn't what Hiyoko wanted...but it'd do. "I assume...you want me to do...stuff for you?" Hiyoko couldn't resist looking at Mikan's breasts as she spoke. They were larger than Mahiru's, something HIyoko definitely didn't like...but they weren't the worst thing in the world.

"Something like that…" Mikan said, and finally revealed what was behind her back: a moderately sized dildo, maybe 6 inches long, very detailed to look exactly like male genitalia. Mikan gave Hiyoko a large smile.

"I..." Hiyoko's words got caught in her mouth. other than Hajime, guy...'stuff' didn't really appeal to her. Still, if this is what it took to avoid what was about to happen earlier, she'd take it. Hiyoko spread her legs and tried to give a seductive grin. "Whenever...whenever you're ready~" She choked out.

Mikan smiled almost innocently as she grabbed one of Hiyoko's legs before violently shoving the dildo deep inside Hiyoko's pussy, not quite pushing it all the way in, but definitely more than halfway.

Hiyoko screamed as the dildo went so far up her pussy. Is this what sex with guys felt like!? Who would ever do that!? Mikan giggled at Hiyoko's scream before she crawled on top of Hiyoko, pushing it deeper inside her, and with Hiyoko's mouth wide open in a scream, Mikan shoved her nipple inside her mouth.

Hiyoko was muffled by the feeling of MIkna's breasts in her mouth, and she almost immediately knew what to do. In spite of how much it hurt, she got the headspace to begin suckling on the nurse, trying her hardest to make sure Mikan enjoyed herself. Mikan moaned, her eyes rolling back, and she finally shoved the dildo the rest of the way inside of her, before pulling it out and shoving it back in forcefully, thrusting it in and out of Hiyoko's bleeding cunt.

"M-my ass…your hands…" Mikan said between moans. Hiyoko started crying again, her pussy just hurting so much. Following Mikan's instructions as best as she could, she reached around and began groping Mikan's ass; her hands burying deep into the soft flesh of Mikan's backside.

"Y-yes!! Fuck! Yes!" Mikan yelled loudly as she grinded her body up against Hiyoko's, frantically thrusting the dildo in and out of Hiyoko, practically begging for more. Hiyoko tried her best to satisfy Mikan, hoping that a happy Nurse would be a merciful Nurse. Her hands pinched and groped as much as they could, their tiny size almost getting lost in how plush Mikan's ass was. Meanwhile her mouth had separated from Mikan's nipple only to lick and kiss it, treating it far more gently than Mikan was treating her cunt; which was by now more wet with blood than any kind of arousal. Mikan finally started to slow down with the dildo, becoming more gentle, her body shuddering as her pussy begged for release.

"I…I can't take it!" Mikan finally removed the dildo completely and threw it aside, pulling away from Hiyoko. She started to change positions. Hiyoko let out a sigh as the stimulation was finally removed from her vagina. she looked down in horror at what Mikan had done to her. It looked like she'd given birth, Hiyoko morbidly thought to herself.

Mikan smiled to herself as she turned around, and leaned down to lick at Hiyoko's pussy, taking in some of her blood into her mouth as she thrusted her hips down onto Hiyoko's face. The sight of Mikan's ass and pussy so close to her face was, in spite of it all, deeply arousing to Hiyoko. Almost enraptured with just how wet Mikan had become, she leaned forward and began tonguing Mikan's pussy as loving as she could. Her tongue alternated from penetrating Mikan's vagina to licking and pressing against her clit, while Hiyoko's hands reached up to continue rubbing and massaging at Mikan's ass.

Mikan moaned into Hiyoko's clit, and was happy to taste something other than blood, juices signaling Hiyoko's arousal. She forced her tongue inside the lips, using her fingers to spread them wide to give her better access. The sweet taste was almost intoxicating. Hiyoko couldn't resist bucking her hips against Mikan's tongue as she lavished pleasure over the Nurse's nethers. Just cum already, Hiyoko thought to herself.

Almost as if reading her mind, Mikan moaned loudly, keeping herself up against Hiyoko's pussy as she came, spraying juices into Hiyoko's mouth and on her face. Hiyoko lapped up as much of Mikan's juices as she could as the girl exploded over her face. Much to her own chagrin, Hiyoko was unable to finish herself, the sheer trauma and strangeness of the situation overriding how good Mikan's mouth felt on her pussy.

Mikan continued assaulting her pussy for several minutes after her own climax, but to her disappointment, the taste of arousal faded, replaced almost completely with dried blood. When it became apparent Hiyoko would be unable to finish herself, Mikan finally pulled her mouth away with a sigh. She wiped her mouth as she finally got off of Hiyoko.

"My god…"

"W-what is it?"

"I'm sorry you weren't able to finish. Maybe next time." Mikan said, her breathing ragged, her breasts moving up and down with each breath.

"Y-y-yeah, don't worry, it's not your fault," Hiyoko spoke slowly and carefully, utterly terrified of what would happen if she set Mikan off again. "But...thank you for trying. You're...really nice and sweet."

There was a moment of silence before Hiyoko spoke up again.

"A-are we good? I'll still do what you say...I just want to be sure that you're not mad." Mikan looked up at her, and then slowly stood up, facing Hiyoko silently. After a few moments, she stepped forwards and embraced Hiyoko in a hug. The size difference left Hiyoko's face smack dab between Mikan's breasts.

"I just want to be friends." She said softly.

Hiyoko hugged back as tight as she could, even kissing the area between Mikan's chest a little.

"Thamk you-" She spoke up, muffled by the warmth of Mikan's breasts. Y'know, when Hiyoko thought about it, these weren't too bad-

"Hiyoko?"

"Yes?"

"Will you…come back tomorrow? I promise I'll…be more gentle…" She asked, her face turning red.

Hiyoko's thoughts were paralyzed. Just a while ago, she hated Mikan. she wanted to mock and torment her, to make her hurt and suffer. But now-

"I-I will. I...I love you..." HIyoko whimpered. This was too much. Just earlier, she had intended to rape and abuse her...and now Hiyoko loved her? It felt so wrong...but she meant it when she said it. This was all wrong...but it wasn't?

"Th-that's…thank you!" Mikan said, crushing Hiyoko in another hug. "Thank you so much! A-and…can you maybe teach me…how to stand up for myself more?"

Hiyoko hugged back, not even really minding how Mikan crushed her. She was so soft, and so cute like this! "Sure thing! A girl like you needs help...dealing with people like me..."

Mikan walked over and picked up her clothes, and started getting dressed. "So…see you tomorrow, then?"

"You can count on it!" Hiyoko cheered, jumping up a little before doubling over in pain from her pussy. Maybe dance practice would have to be on hold for a few days-

Mikan smiled, and, having finished getting dressed, she went and sat back down at the desk, grabbing a paper and reading it. It was clear she didn't really know what to say at this point.

Hiyoko walked over behind her and started rubbing her shoulder. Mikan jumped in surprise. "A-ah…don't you…want to leave?" She asked.

Hiyoko leaned down and kissed her cheek. "Just wanted to make sure you felt alright before I did."

"Y-yeah…" She said, her face completely red at this point.

Winking a little, Hiyoko got dressed and returned to her cabin, limping the whole way. She...had very much underestimated how rough Mikan was.