Chapter Two
"Yukari, Minako!?" Mitsuru's throat hurt from shouting so much, her own persona, Penthesilea, strained to find the location of her underclassmen. A thick shadow had loomed over where she'd sensed them earlier, and it was preventing her from getting an accurate reading as to their exact location. Her connection to Fuuka had been cut off as well. She had no choice but to keep going up and be very cautious. She anticipated being able to cut open whatever shadow had tried to harm her fellow persona-users. She was surprised, however, that their leader Minako was unable to handle whatever this threat was. Or maybe there was just something wrong with Tartarus, an abnormality of some kind that was blocking her senses? She would not be surprised, and she prayed that was the case.
But somehow, she doubted it.
Mitsuru crossed the strange, checkered floor, her heels clacking on the floor loudly as she ascended another warped staircase and passed onto the next floor.
The sounds came very suddenly, very loudly. Moans?! What is happening up here? The veteran SEES member moved quickly, gliding through the labyrinth that was Tartarus, her deep crimson hair flowing behind her like waves. Before she finally reached...what exactly was this?!
Much to her relief the sight that greeted her was no dead comrade, or any real bloodshed. Indeed, Yukari and Minako were very much alive. But there was one extra person that shouldn't have been there. Couldn't have been. A carbon copy of her adorable leader, with brilliant golden eyes, stood before her, thrusting a penis of all things into Minako Arisato! Minako was literally getting penetrated by herself, eyes wide with delirious ecstasy…
The penis itself was rather abhorrent. A slimy, insanely large black girth that gave off a strange, discomforting aura. It was monstrous and appeared to be made out of some strange, shadowy flesh... but it no doubt served its purpose properly for a half a yard away Yukari lay, passed out, streams of semen dripping from her used sex onto the vast floor of Tartarus.
Mitsuru made sure to keep calm, and tried to make sense of what was occurring. It must have been a shadow that could copy other forms, and it must have corrupted or overpowered Minako. The girl was so lost in her pleasure she didn't even notice her red-haired senpais appearance. But the shadow did.
Its golden eyes shined eerily, its hands wrapped around her precious leader's throat, as if taunting her - daring her to try and strike. Mitsuru was not so overconfident or reckless that she'd risk her underclassmen, not to mention Minako was the leader of SEES, not just a student. Besides she had never, ever heard of a shadow copulating with a human. A part of her was fascinated, entranced. She shook her head. No! This was wrong, and she had to end it immediately! Even if the sight of her adorable Minako with a penis was appealing in a way she couldn't make sense of.
"What is the meaning of this?" Mitsuru demanded, her voice steely and commanding as usual Her rapier glinted in the darkness of Tartarus. She could feel Fuuka trying to reach her, but the connection was so distant it was as if it didn't really exist.
The fake Minako let out a satisfied grunt as she came, filling the real Minako up with a thick flood of semen. The girl writhed and moaned, clenching her fists and throwing her head back, writhing and pushing her hips back trying to get more of that cock. But apparently the golden-eyed Minako had had enough, for she sighed, and stood. Her underclassman whined, spinning and reaching for that thick black cock, only to be pushed away with a single foot.
Mitsuru felt her face burn at the sight of the shadow's flaccid cock, thick and wet with love juices. She covered her mouth, as she felt pent up desires rise. No, not for this demon, this pretend, but for the ravaged girl that was currently panting against a gag, clearly trying to stay conscious as she begged for more.
The golden-eyed shadow started stepping toward her, grinning lecherously. "You showed up right in time, Senpai~"
"Stay away from me," Mitsuru pointed the rapier out, her eyes narrowing. She would not let this vile creature taint her…She flushed and bit her lip. Her body belonged to Minako. The real one.
"But you're wet, I can smell it...let me satisfy you," the creature giggled happily, and inhaled, "It smells way too good. Senpai, you pervert...You got that excited from seeing me fuck myself?" She looked in the direction of Minako, who stared weakly at the two of them, finally making sense of what was occurring. Her eyes widened when she finally realized who Mitsuru was, shaking her head, tears streaming down her cheeks. It broke Mitsuru's heart to see her underclassman looking so ashamed. Minako's soft mouth was twisted into this pathetic, adorable little pout. The sadistic, dominant part of Mitsuru wanted to memorize the sight, burn it into her brain. Minako Arisato was too adorable to be real!
The golden-eyed Minako chuckled. "You're sick in the head. You like seeing me all battered and used?" Minako's plump lips, the ones Mitsuru often thought of on her lonely nights, parted into an amused smirk. As she taunted the older girl her cock was twitching, starting to rise. Mitsuru flushed and backed away. She tried not to let those words get to her, she was just having a natural reaction to seeing her crush in a sexual state, but they didn't bite any less. Especially when she already felt guilty about...well, enjoying seeing her little classman all filled with cum and begging for more. It was just unbearably cute, she wanted to pet the girl on the head and mess her up even more, but that wasn't wrong. It...it was a little weird, sure, but not that bad…
"But my guess is you want your precious Minako's cock inside you, just like Yuka-Tan…"
"That's a lie," Mitsuru replied, voice steady, trying to keep her eyes far away from that thick organ. She could never get aroused by such a vile thing. She only wanted Minako.
"You're the one lying, I'm not," the girl cackled, her multiple voiced laughter was strange, and Mitsuru's heart pounded with embarrassment and shame. "You've gotta be more honest, Senpai."
The sensual, intimidating way she spoke sent a shiver rippling down Mitsuru's spine and her face colored. How dare this disgusting heathen take the form of her beautiful leader, she had no right to…to…defile her image like this! To act so overconfident and cruel when Minako was the exact definition of sweet, adorable femininity! The perfect underclassman! Mitsuru wished she had arrived sooner, had stopped the shadow from raping Yukari, from raping Minako…
This was all so disgusting…
"What's your motive, shadow? Why are you doing this?" She wanted to know how, why…all the details.
"You're perceptive, noticing I'm a shadow. As for why...well, I'm just doing what I've always wanted to. I fucked Yukari's hot wet pussy. As for fucking myself? Eh, I was bored waiting for you to show up. Didn't expect her to actually like it…she even wanted more after I was done with her! Horny bitch. Though, no real surprise, it is me we're talking about here. I exist because of that side of her." The shadow laughed wickedly. Mitsuru listened carefully; eyebrows furrowed. So... this strange golden-eyed clone of her leader had appeared as a result of her more perverse side? That's what it seemed.
Her eyes dropped to the girl's crotch as Shadow Minako's cock twitched visibly. That thing was growing even bigger. It was now a solid seven and a half inches of pure black lady meat, the tip seeping heaps of pre. The veins on the side pulsed eerily. Mitsuru felt her own genitals react in turn, her clit throbbing and her wetness beginning to seep down, deep inside her folds. She was growing wetter and wetter as she watched that dick twitch with need. Minako's golden-eyed face staring into her, full of pure lust.
The Kirijo heir raised the blade further. "S-Stay back!" Even she was aware of the way her arm was shaking, as the mimic stepped closer to the redhead.
"As for my motive...? I am a shadow, your beloved Minako's true self. I want to make love to you, make love to Yukari, to all of you beautiful girls...to devour each and every one of you, to make you go mad with pleasure, to do so many unspeakable things to you!" The shadow girl trembled, golden eyes glazed with madness, cheeks red. "I'm going to impregnate you all, you'll only accept me if I'm a man...so I changed this part of me to suit you all, tell me Mitsuru, do you like it!?" She gestured to the raging hard-on between her thighs. "Senpai please," she whimpered softly, "will you…do it with me?!"
"Shut your disgusting mouth! Absolutely not! All you're doing is spewing lies! You're not Minako. I don't need a…a phallus to accept her love! You're a shadow no doubt, but you're not Minako, you're a filthy and pitiful version of her! Minako could never be so perverse and corrupt. Minako would never doubt me so much, hold me in such low regards she'd think I need a male's disgusting sexual organ. And she'd never hurt Yukari, never hurt me. You're a nasty, vile creature and I'm going to dispose of you!"
"I'm disgusting? I'm perverse? That's funny coming from the girl literally dripping down her thighs, through the cloth of her battle panties." Mitsuru looked down and found the shadow to be correct. Her arousal was dripping down her thighs, slick against her porcelain skin. H…how? Has it really been so arousing? Seeing her leader with a big cock slamming deep inside her…
She'd dreamed of holding the girl by the hips and pounding into her with a strap, seeing her face twist up just like she'd just witnessed. Mitsuru shook her head wildly, eyes wide. What was she thinking! She backed away, suddenly unsure of herself, but the shadow rushed forward and held her wrist securely then, dragging her close.
"Get the hell off me!" Mitsuru shouted angrily and was promptly silenced with a slap. She gaped, before she amassed her strength to shove the girl away. She scrambled for her evoker, then froze when she saw the shadow. The girl was giggling wildly, clutching the silver weapon in her hand, taunting Mitsuru.
"See!? I am Minako, I know all about these little toys of yours~ Can't summon your Persona without this thingy, can you~?! What's your next move? Going to swing that little toothpick you call a sword at me?"
The redheaded student council president gritted her teeth and watched Shadow Minako dance around and taunt her with the evoker. Then, the brat threw it. It shot through the air, clattering to the floor loudly, the sound reverberating against the walls of Tartarus. She inhaled deeply, eyes wide. "Sounds like a good next move to me."
She rushed forward. The shadow reacted immediately, clutching her naginata and thrusting it forward. The shadow had the exact same talents as the girl she'd copied. It met every strike of Mitsuru's, reacting with her own. It was a fierce battle, and in seconds the two were panting and exhilarating. Minako truly was skilled with the naginata. The sound of clashing metal filled the air. Mitsuru bent and dodged the girl's every blow. It was a rather pointless battle. She stepped up her game. She was used to fighting defensively, not...like this. But she had to win this, she had to exert herself! Her breath was labored as she lashed forward, her red hair streaming behind her and sticking to her sweat-soaked face. Shadow Minako's eyes gleamed and she smiled.
"I have wayyy more energy than you senpai~ Better give up before I really hurt you~"
"Shut your mouth!"
Minako just smiled, easily dodging Mitsuru's next strike.
"I've been going easy...but, this game is over." With a swift, subtle motion, Minako jerked her naginata up and under the hilt of Mitsuru's rapier. Somehow, Mitsuru's grip was loosened on her rapier. It slipped from her grip and fell onto the ground. Before she could pick it up, Shadow Minako stuck the naginata's sharp point against her throat. The girl kicked the rapier away, and it clattered against the wall a few years away.
Mitsuru grit her teeth. "…You're not going to touch me,"
"I am." Shadow Minako smiled, and the duelist watched in sick fascination as the girl reached down and began to stroke herself. Her slightly softened organ rose, hardening in an instant.
"Stay the hell away from me," she trembled as the girl stepped close, head slightly cocked.
"Are you going to break so quick Mitsuru? Your knees look as if they're going to give…" Shadow Minako eyed her slowly, longingly. "Your eyes say it all…you're so embarrassed and excited…it's turning me on," the shadow rushed forward, and caught Mitsuru as she swayed. She was exhausted and she felt weak, sick to her stomach. She couldn't even struggle as she was guided to her knees. The redhead stared into those golden eyes. Then she glanced over at the real Minako.
The girl was staring in fascination, drool dripping from her lips, her eyes glazed and gleaming.
The shadow caught Mitsuru's attention as she grabbed Mitsuru by the chin. She stuck her stiff dick right into Mitsuru's face. "Hey, suck on me, Mitsuru senpai, I want it! And SHE wants to watch...you know it and so do I, so stop resisting~" The shadow begged, her cock twitching an inch from Mitsuru's lips.
Who…who was she to refuse? Refuse the desperate, hungry brown eyes of the real Minako? Besides, she'd been defeated. It was only fair that this twisted, chaotic version of Minako claimed her rightful prize. Mitsuru inhaled slowly. The dick smelled strange. Masculine, and pungent, it seeped deep into her nostrils. She wasn't that big a fan of the smell, and yet her clit throbbed, and her wetness only increased, and her mouth watered with need. Apparently, her body wanted more. Minako's manhood was swollen, perked to full length, and it twitches like a rapid heartbeat. It looked…and smelled, rather disgusting. Mitsuru hesitated, before she let out her pink tongue, and lightly scraped it to the girl's dripping black tip.
"Mmmnnh," hands gripped the back of her head, harsh and sudden as Minako's cock pierced her all the way to the throat. Mitsuru gagged, eyes shooting wide.
"Couldn't help it...j-just take it! I don't have much time!"
Mitsuru gagged and groaned, her throat trying to force the intruder out When Mitsuru struggled, her breath caught in her throat along with this disgusting shaft the girl hissed with frustration and slapped Mitsuru's face- "You better fucking suck it, bitch! Suck your beloved Minako, suck it suck it suck it suck it!"
Her words were so repetitive, cruel, and forceful they were almost hypnotic. Mitsuru felt her body reacting. She relaxed, her throat opening up, her tongue sticking out. Those eyes widened with desire as Mitsuru stopped panicking and straining, slurping loudly as she sucked.
"Y-Yes just like that!" Her hips started to move. That huge black member sawed in and out of her throat, those hands were so strong, tight around her locks of red hair as that cock thrust in. Mitsuru choked, saliva dripping down her chin, and she struggled to open her mouth wider, her throat truly aching. She was completely new to this, and it was incredibly hard to stay relaxed and just take it! Especially when it was against her very nature to be dominated. She wanted to be the one shoving her cock down Minako's throat, not the other way around!
Meanwhile, the real Minako was staring at her. Mitsuru realized how pathetic she must've seemed. How gross this must look…perhaps she was more masochistic than she realized for her clit twitched rapidly, pulsing at the humiliating of having her beloved witness her downfall and domination. Mitsuru moaned around the penis in her mouth, loosening her lips some more. She struggled to force back her gag reflex. Minako's cock pounded into the back of her throat, over and over, twitching every now and then. It tasted so strange, almost like seaweed, disgusting yet arousing in a way she couldn't possibly describe. Shadow Minako's cock tasted so bad, but…but it was Mina's, she could get past it, she slid her fingers around the base, gripping it tightly as she began to work the girl's hardened length deeper into her mouth. Each time its head hit the back of her throat, she forced back her gag, and simply took it. She moaned gently, suckling hard, slurping on the girl's cock as she bobbed her head and forth. The more she took in, the more heated the real Minako's gaze got.
"Shit, your whore throat is suckin' me in," the fingers on her head twisted into her hair. "I'm, fuck, I'm cumming, swallow my cum you slutty ass whore," she cried out, her head falling back, a sharp gasp falling from her mouth. Hot, wet liquid poured into Mitsuru's mouth, tasting acutely of salt. Mitsuru was surprised, and she moved to spit it out, but she saw the real Minako's burning gaze on her…expectant….and resisted the urge. With some effort, Mitsuru swallowed every drop of the strange, salty fluid. She had no doubt Minako didn't need a penis to satisfy her, especially after this. This whole experience was borderline unpleasant, discomforting at best...
Oblivious to her feelings, the shadow threw its head back, laughing wickedly as its lips twisted into a smirk. "That was hot, damn."
Mitsuru wiped her mouth, "You finished quickly."
Those golden eyes flashed with hatred. "I'd love to have more fun, but you see…" she trailed her fingers along the president's cheek slowly, longing in her gaze. "I have other…things I need to do." She winked. "I'll see you later Mittens," she tucked her cock into her panties, and before Mitsuru could choke out a response, the Shadow raced away. By the time Mitsuru picked her evoker and rapier back up, the monstrous girl had disappeared into the depths of Tartarus.
"M-Minako…" Yukari mumbled, still half-asleep, reaching out into thin air. An awkward feeling filled Mitsuru. The way it always did when they interacted. They had a mutual...dislike, was a strong word. It was an intense rivalry, both of them feeling strongly for Minako yet unable to voice their feelings. For now, she was going to leave those pent-up feelings behind. Yukari was her friend and underclassman first, and rival second. And she'd just gone through a terrifying experience. She needed Mitsuru. She and Minako did.
Mitsuru tended to Minako first.
Her leader's red-brown eyes opened up as Mitsuru slipped an arm under her, lifting her up slightly.
"I'm sorry I came so late, Minako. I'm sorry I didn't save you before...before she got to you."
The young girl didn't say anything in response. Her cheeks were still crimson, her eyes locked on Mitsuru's. Mitsuru's own gaze dropped; she couldn't help it. She could practically feel, taste Minako's lingering arousal. The older girl eyed those big, bare, and tender breasts, the nipples rock hard beneath her blazer. Minako's skirt was pushed up, her pretty pink pussy dripping, used by herself.
"I accept you, every part of you, Minako," Mitsuru whispered, "You're...irresistibly cute." The girl's eyes widened. Mitsuru undid the gag on her mouth, tossing it aside, and forced her lips on the other girls. She was taken aback by the force Minako used to return the kiss. Poor Yukari observed this scene, then closed her eyes again, and fell back unconscious, her face pale. Minako's tongue ran against her lips, but Mitsuru stopped it there. Her underclassman was hardly in the right state of mind for this sort of thing.
Mitsuru blushed. But if…if her crush wanted to speak about and continue this another time, then maybe…just maybe, they could walk down the path to…real sex. No strange shadow cock involved... She shook her head, trying not to let such lewd thoughts consume her.
Yukari was apparently waking again. She struggled to get up, clutching her head as if in pain. "F-Fuck," the archer whispered. She was getting up slowly.
"Yukari," she called, "get yourself together and help me clean Minako up. She's practically out of her mind."
Indeed, the girl was just pathetically pawing at Mitsuru's large, ample chest, trying to go in for more kisses, pouting adorably. It was almost infantile, and Mitsuru felt guilty for kissing her and encouraging her while she was in such a state.
"W…what's going on?" The brunette girl rubbed her temples as she glanced around herself. "What are you doing in my room…T-Tartarus?! Oh god, S…senpai!? That wasn't a dream!?" the girl squeaked, then covered herself. "Christ, why didn't you wake me up!? Where is she!? Where is that fucking monster?"
"She's gone, and I didn't wake you up as I was a bit busy," Mitsuru snapped back, then relaxed. "You're right that what you experienced was not a dream, and I'm sure you need to recuperate after what happened. Regardless, our leader still requires assistance. She's in a bad state of mind. Keeps fondling me, she seems to have lost herself after the shadow using her form raped her."
"The Shadow Minako...h-had sex with Minako too? How could that monster do such a thing!? M-Minako…"
Mitsuru clenched her fist. "Stay focused. Let's return to the dorm and get her to bed. She needs sleep."
"Okay…" Yukari and Mitsuru each took an arm. Minako slumped against the two of them as they led her through the floor toward the warp control that would bring them back to the base of Tartarus. Yukari's eyes were huge and worried as she stared at Mitsuru. "You beat her? That shadow…is she…really gone?" Yukari asked softly.
"In a way," Mitsuru whispered. She didn't have it in her to explain that the shadow had effortlessly beaten her then proceeded to rape her mouth. She felt pathetic and weak." She's gone. You're safe."
Yukari smiled. The lie made Mitsuru nervous. She had no doubt…that that golden eyed shadow would return.
Mitsuru wouldn't lose next time.