The Scarlet Devil 2 Phantasm: Scarlet Phantasmal Rhapsody
by Cyberchao X

Phantasm 7

CCX: And for the first time ever, the Phantasm version is markedly different from the original. As in not even the same narrator. Enjoy!

My name is Wriggle Nightbug. Up until recently, I worked with my friends running a business, but I felt it took away from time I could be spending with my girlfriend, and she's been overworked ever since she went into business for herself, so now I'm helping her out. Usually I'm pretty good about keeping our personal life out of the workplace, but sometimes circumstances just conspire to get you all hot under the collar…

"Off from work today?" asked Reisen Udongein Inaba.

"Nope," I replied, explaining how Team 9 Catering was generally overstaffed anyway and Yamame was so busy working all by herself.

"I told her it might be a conflict of interest, seeing as how she's living with her boss now, but she told me to just think of it as a 'family business' even though at the moment we have no intentions of ever formally getting married," Yamame added.

"Eh, it's just that; a formality. We're a couple in every meaningful way, right?" I asked, giving her my best flirtations until she relented.

"Yes, I would certainly say that we are 'bound together'." Yamame gave it right back to me. Hopefully she'll actually follow through with that tonight.

"Ah, now there's an idea…" Tewi Inaba said.

"No," replied Reisen, picking the smaller rabbit up by her ears.

"Ow! Reisen!"

"You agreed not to tie me up anymore."

"…Okay." Reisen put Tewi down.

I opened my mouth to lament that Reisen wasn't a bondage fan, but Yamame cut me off. "Well, let's see how the dresses fit. Princess, let's get started on you first."

"You're not going to have my bridesmaids try on their dresses while we're working on me?" the moon princess asked. "I figure my dress will probably take the longest."

"Exactly why I wanted to get it taken care of first."

"I'd be more than happy to strip Rei-chan down," Tewi said.

"Yes, we know," Eirin said dryly. "But now's not the time or place for that."

Everyone worked together to dress Kaguya in her wedding gown—well, everyone except Tewi, whom to her credit at least didn't actively get in anyone's way or do anything else mischievous—and then, before the small rabbit even realized we were done, Reisen was upon her, picking her up by the sleeves of her dress. It was likely intentional that she didn't touch Tewi's skin, as judging by the way Tewi wiggled out of her dress and even took Reisen's skirt to the ground with her, they'd done this before. I couldn't help but be transfixed by the way they worked so quickly with each other. "They're going to have a hard time stopping once they've finished undressing," I thought, and I was right. I'd heard the phrase "fucking like rabbits" before, but I'd never known just how appropriate it was. Tewi's build was even more boyish than my own, and as the moon rabbit's breasts pressed down upon her shoulders and her hands played at Tewi's chest, I couldn't help but move my hand to my own chest. Mercifully, it was around this point that Eirin stepped in and reminded them that they were here to try on bridesmaid's gowns, not to have sex. "Although I wouldn't mind if you and Yama-chan were to compare notes," I quickly recovered, remembering her earlier discussion about tying Reisen up.

Yamame slapped me in the back of the head. Okay, I probably deserved that. "Well, Rei-chan doesn't let me tie her up anymore, so I don't think she'd approve," Tewi said. "And I probably wouldn't be able to give Yamame-san any pointers, since I'm so out of practice."

"And because your ropes couldn't possibly be as effective anyway," Yamame said.

That was true. Tewi, lacking Yamame's natural gifts, would have to use artificial means to tie Reisen up. Ropes could be okay—I think silk is actually a material used to make some ropes—but it still wouldn't be as smooth as Yamame's fresh silk, nor as sticky on my bare skin. "Wanna bet?" Tewi asked.

I had to speak up. "N-no…Yama-chan's right. Forget I said anything."

Reisen shuddered a bit, obviously only just now realizing exactly what our bondage entailed. Of course, she was wearing the dress Yamame made, which flattered her curves quite well, so the action caused a pretty little shimmy that Tewi was quick to comment on. "Looking nice, Rei-chan. Shame we can't see more of your breasts, though."

"Well, bridesmaids' gowns have to be uniform. If we display my chest, we'd have to display your tiny chest as well." A low blow; without even realizing it, I again ended up with my hands over my chest.

"…I guess you're right. I'll be sure to have you out of yours soon enough anyway."

"Tewi!" Eirin yelled, but Reisen just laughed it off. They obviously had a very healthy sex life, perhaps not entirely unlike our own…though of course, there would be plenty of people willing to argue the "healthy" part where Yamame and I were concerned. The foursome changed back into the clothes they'd worn in and left, leaving us with a hefty payday.

"So…time to close the shop up for a little while?" I asked.

"Wriggle-chan…"

"Seeing Reisen-san and Tewi-san just really got me in the mood. Didn't you feel it too?"

"Not really. And yeah, I noticed you having some trouble keeping your baser urges in check."

"Well, you know what you can do about that."

She sighed and locked up the shop. "Yeah, I do. Put you in timeout."

She didn't even give me time to get undressed first, wrapping me in a cocoon of silk and hanging me from the ceiling. "Ah, Yama-chan…"

"Don't you 'Ah, Yama-chan' me!" she said, her expression one of playfulness rather than real anger as she continued to intermittently trail silk over my body. "You've been a very naughty girl." She didn't seem to be webbing me up very tightly, though…way too much skin exposed to the air. By design, of course, as she covered my bare thighs with bites. I shuddered at her touch. "…Wriggle-chan, you know, it's not as much fun if you don't fight it."

"Sorry, Yama-chan. I just…you know I enjoy this too much."

"I know, which is why I have to torment you with pleasure."

Most of my clothes were made by Yamame anyway, which meant she could easily mend them after she tore them off of me, and she tore my shirt open, then made a strengthened cord and lashed my bare stomach. What, don't lie to me, Yama-chan; this isn't pleasure. I squirmed the way she wanted me to as she whipped me. "Ah, Yama-chan!"

"You like that, don't you? You wanna get whipped?"

I tried to say no, but found myself gagged. Luckily I could still focus my powers, and I got some help chewing through the cords. "Bite me," I said, though it was an invitation rather than the exclamation of defiance that it was made to sound like.

She complied, removing my bra—not that I really needed one, of course, being completely flat—and biting my nipples. I writhed about, enhancing the experience for both of us. Like a fly in a spider's web…

…The first time I'd ever been webbed up by Yamame, it was as a (fire)fly and a spider. I was…a bit scared, but I didn't want to show my fear, so I started acting as though that was her way of flirting. It caught her off guard, and she eventually let me go. After that, it became a game to us, her being the predator, me the prey. I was never in any danger of being eaten, after that first time. Eaten out, on the other hand…

As our love grew, Yamame started to grow reluctant to treat me that way, but I demanded it. I liked, no, loved being the fly in her web, helpless and subject to her every whim. And she had a way of giving me every bit of what I wanted. Maybe that's why I really left Team 9 Catering. While my friends there had some idea of how kinky my sex life with Yamame was, anyone else who saw me in that setting, alongside those people, would think me to be the strong independent type, quick to point out others' flaws. Though ever since her arrival, Kuroi overshadowed me, no pun intended, as the snarker of the group, so I suppose it wouldn't be quite as obvious now as it would've been when we first started. Regardless, no one would peg me for the submissive that I am, eager to be tied up and left at the mercy of a partner whom I trust unconditionally in spite of the natural order of things suggesting that she should sooner be eating me than eating me out. Speaking of which, isn't it about time…

…Oh.

…Oh my.

Yamame, you devil.

Now, when she knows that it's only a matter of time before I come, now is when she finally gets around to wrapping up my lower half nice and tight, so that it's completely covered. Pinning my arms back so I can't fight it, gently trailing the silk over my tender breasts. I was immobile, I was in ecstasy, I was Yamame's and hers alone.

"Oh, I think I hear a customer. I'm gonna go take care of this, okay?" Torture. She still finds new and innovative ways to torture me. I wouldn't have it any other way, of course, but…that was really sinister, leaving me up here in a cocoon, trapped in a puddle of my own cum, my still-wet breasts exposed to the cool cave breezes. I called out to her, and she responded by gagging me again.

Maybe I should ask her to marry me. We've more or less been dating for close to as long as the couples who have recently gotten or are getting married. Not that it would really change anything. Nah, I'm fine as I am. You know, hanging from the ceiling of a cave wrapped in silk, with bare breasts being chilled by the winds, stewing in my cum-stained panties with my legs squeezed together. No place else I'd rather be, right?

I'd just managed to get myself free when Yamame returned. "Was I up there longer than I thought?" I asked.

"If by that you mean are we closed for the day, no. Just on break again; was going to cut you down if you hadn't gotten down already. Did you have fun up there?"

I nodded. "I could use a shower, though."

"I figured as much. I'll be sure to scrub you down very well."

I kissed her. "You're the best, Yama-chan."

She responded by pulling off my shorts and panties and scooping me up in her arms. "No, you are. I love you, Wriggle-chan."

"I love you too." Before long, my beautiful blonde spider girl and I were blissfully naked and my sticky private regions were being feverishly cleansed. I could barely stand, it was so pleasurable. "You'll let me clean you too, right?"

"Of course, Wriggle-chan. What are lovers for?"

CCX: God, those two make for some nice kinky lemons. For an especially short one-shot, "Fireflies" sure has borne fruit… Delicious fruit of the citrus family. Yummy. This is Cyberchao X, signing off.