Chapter One

The blade was cold and callous as it slid up Yukari's left thigh, just barely digging into the soft flesh that lay there. The pressure of the sharp edge was enough to make the archer tremble with fear but not enough to truly hurt her, even as a few drops of blood began to weakly flow down her thigh. The girl who held the blade in her hand effortlessly, a gleaming naginata, appeared smug. The smirk on her pretty face was wide and strange, inhumane in its livid happiness. She looked positively insane...no, she was insane, and terrifyingly familiar. Except, where familiar red-brown eyes usually lay, there were glittering gold ones.

The girl with the golden eyes grinned ear to ear as she placed a hand under Yukari's chin and lifted her face upward, tapping the naginata blade against her fair skin in warning. There was a fondness in the familiar touch that made Yukari want to jerk away, an existential dread building coldly at her core, but she was afraid of moving. Afraid of what the golden-eyed girl above her would do if she made one wrong move. Had her arms not been securely tied behind her back…

"Yukari-chan. My my, you look positively delicious kneeling down like that~" Her voice was alien and unfamiliar, as if more than one person was speaking at once.

Yukari planned to stay silent, to investigate and question calmly, but the sensual, hungry tone was more than she could bear to listen to. "I know you won't hurt me...I- I trust you Minako!" She shouted; her brown eyes narrowed. The golden-eyed girl cocked her head slightly and raised a brow, a portrait of honest confusion, then she burst into a long peel of laughter. The long blade of the naginata slipped under Yukari's skirt, and with a swift upward movement of the weapon, the lace fell apart, cut to bits. Yukari blushed with embarrassment, squirming and shrieking with protest.

"Trust is a fascinating thing," The girl who looked like Minako, her beloved leader, sighed. Despite the perfect parallels between the two, despite the familiar feeling of her touch, her voice, something was going on here! Minako had to be possessed, or sick, or... something else entirely and even more sinister.

"W-What the hell's wrong with you?" Yukari's voice trailed off as her fearless leader carelessly kicked Yukari's panties away, grinning with delight. It felt so wrong calling this girl Minako. True, the girl in front of her was familiar, yet so unfamiliar as well. She had her hair up in the same ponytail she always wore it in, the same chestnut locks, the same curvy form, and long legs, but her eyes were different, and her voice was different, and she was the complete opposite of how she normally was. Usually quiet, calm, and caring, this ... the doppelganger was cruel, perverted, and cold.

"It makes me so happy to hear that you trust me... even if I'm about to destroy that trust completely. It's worthless to me, I don't want it. I want to break you Yukari, I want to tear apart that disgusting, pathetic trust and make you regret ever having faith in me," Minako purred, pushing her face so close. Yukari's breath hitched as the girl's sweet breath fell upon her face, sweet and warm even as her words were absolutely abhorrent! Minako scowled as Yukari shook her head, refusing to react. "You act as if you know me. All you bitches do. You don't know anything about me… nothing at all, really. Nothing about what goes on in my head..."

Yukari clenched her fists, struggling to break them from their binding, her teeth gnashed together. She pleaded with her leader desperately, her tone soft. "Just let me go, I'll always accept you. You could tell me anything, and I would never judge you... we've been through too much for this-"

"SHUT IT! Don't tell me what I know when you don't know!" The golden-eyed girl snarled, suddenly furious. Her hand collided with Yukari's face, a loud -clap- echoing through the dark, haunting halls of Tartarus. It was as if every poke at her character triggered an extreme reaction. Yukari couldn't believe it, but the pain was incredible and undeniable. Her pleads melted away into weak sobs. Not because it hurt, but because of what was done. Even though she knew this wasn't her leader, a part of her was afraid that it somehow was.

"W-Why Minako=chan? Why are you doing this?" Yukari whispered, as tears streamed down her cheeks. Her leader had never, ever hurt her. Not emotionally, and never physically. It was completely out of character! Who was this monster before her? Wearing the face of someone she loved. She loved Minako's kindness, her tender heart, the way she smiled. Their friendship was one that Yukari would always house in her heart. "Y-You're not Minako!" Yukari shouted abruptly, and the golden-eyed girl scowled.

Seeing that smile, the archer smiled viciously, dark eyes glinting. "Minako would never do this! No matter what you think."

"There you go again, babbling about what I would and wouldn't do! But... I've fantasized about ripping those sexy little panties off your sweet, tempting body more times than I can count! But... don't take me at my word... I'll give you even more proof. I'll show you how pathetic your leader is, how worthless and unfounded your trust truly is!" Minako stood up, withdrawing the naginata, resting the long hilt casually on her shoulder. "I'll be back, so... behave." Not a suggestion, a command. The monster took off, disappearing out of sight around one of the many walls of Tartarus.

Yukari immediately disobeyed. She struggled to force her hands out of or through the binds to no avail and when that failed, she began to crawl away as best she could. Not even a few moments passed before: "Tsk tsk, Yukari. When you crawl like that I can see your entire pussy. It's cute, but you really do look like a dirty girl that's asking for it…" Minako giggled. "I appreciate the view… and I'm more than happy to give it to you. But first, I've something pleasant to show you."

Terror filled her at that perverse tone. She had a bad feeling. Yukari's head whipped around, and she stared in the direction of her leader, teary-eyed. Her soft-brown gaze widened with utter shock as she watched Minako drag another girl across the dungeon floor by her hair. A girl that appeared to be her twin... and the girl Yukari knew and loved. The real version of her best friend and leader was tied up and gagged. Tears like streams flooded down her pale cheeks, and she was choking against the cloth in her mouth, as if desperate to speak. Her red-brown eyes were full of desperation and shame, reflected back by Yukari herself. So, Yukari was right. This was some kind of monstrous doppelganger. The real Minako lay on the ground before her, and the other stood with her own naginata, grinning. The original had been defeated by the fake somehow.

"W-What did you do to her?! If you hurt her, I swear I'll-"

"You'll whaaaat, Yukari-chan~? Whine some more, cry at me? Or do that cute angry thing with your face, you really are at your best when you're acting tough." The impostor burst into laughter, lips spreading into an even wider smirk. "Or maybe you'll flash me more? I can still see everything, you know... and perverted slut we are the other me likes the view too…"

"I-I don't care about that you face-stealing beotch! W-who are you!? Let Minako go!"

The golden-eyed woman laughed mightily, tossing her head back. Her giggles were loud and long, and they bounced against the labyrinthine, darkened walls of Tartarus, echoing endlessly. Yukari wasn't amused, she simply stared silently, her cocoa-colored eyes unwavering as she felt her aggravation and protectiveness froth and grow.

Suddenly, Minako sobbed. Yukari glanced over at the real Minako. "Don't cry, please... I knew that wasn't you. Knew you'd never be so... so disgusting. For a moment I almost started to believe her, but you would never want to do something like thi.," Yukari laughed sadly, staring at the ground. "Forgive me for even doubting you for a second, Minako-chan…" That was supposed to cheer Minako up, but it only appeared to make her leader cry even harder. She was shaking her head, physically denying the words of affirmation.

"Just shut up and be good, will you?" The impostor grabbed Yukari by the hair, lifting her slightly off the ground and staring into her face. Her scalp ached where her hair was pulled. "Your words are meaningless; you have no idea how wrong you are about everything. I'll show you the truth. A new truth, one I think you'll enjoy. You'll all enjoy. Cry if you want, though. I like that sort of thing!" With that, golden-eyed Minako threw her down. Yukari's breath left her chest as she collided with the ground, unable to catch herself due to her bound hands. Pain wracked through her as her face hit the floor. The doppelganger lifted her weapon and thrust it downward. Yukari flinched, but the girl wasn't trying to hurt her apparently. Instead, the naginata made quick work of her shirt; The fake Minako whistled in appreciation, and her eyes skimmed up and down Yukari's half-naked chest as the scraps of clothes fluttered away. Yukari's cheeks burned as the golden eyes roamed her figure.

"Mmm, now that's a nice, tasty sight, can't believe this little bitch over here didn't gather the balls to touch these, considering how much she wanted to!"

'What? Minako wanted to... see these parts of me?' Yukari stared with shock.

Minako screamed against her gag, shaking her head.

The shadow pouted. "It's true. Why would I lie? Minako truly loves girls. Loves how soft they are. I…I love how soft they are. Around my fingertips, the way you quiver under my gaze, so utterly delectable..." The golden-eyed girl shivered, her voice trembling. Yukari felt like her body was being devoured by that hot, intense gaze. The archer gasped as the golden-eyed Minako pressed her naginata blade beneath the silky bra that adorned Yukari's chest, hiding her breasts from sight. "I want to see so much more, Yukari!"

The tip of the naginata tip grazed Yukari's nipple, earning a sharp gasp as the cloth was torn clean off. It hung like a towel on a rack over the length of the weapon; Minako's doppel tossed it aside. Red flooded Yukari's cheeks, as the fake Minako's tongue snaked across her lips like she was some sick pervert. The tongue... the tongue was wrong. It was a sick, monstrous thing. Instead of healthy pink flesh it was the deep, dark of shadowflesh. The skin seemed to ripple, to be alive, it was a tentacle, a muscle, an organ all at once. It was horrendous, and yet just looking at it created an undeniable but detestable tingle between Yukari's thighs.

"Your trust is meaningless, no... undeserved, because I'm a pervert, Yukari. Other girls, they're all I want! I want to hug them, kiss them, fuck them. I hated myself… for being a filthy, disgusting pervert. I could never bring myself to pin you down and devour you like I always wanted to. Well, she wouldn't. In that way I am different from her. I plan on doing everything I want..." She pointed the naginata in the real Minako's direction.

"Minako." Yukari glanced over at her leader. "Is…is any of this true?" Her voice was a mere whisper.

Minako narrowed her eyes and shook her head over and over.

"Ha! Lying little bitch, well... no matter." The fake sighed in exasperation and reached over, grabbing Yukari by the neck and slowly dragging her over to where the real Minako lay. She didn't know whether or not to believe this thing. Could she be trusted? The guilty expression across Minako's face made it obvious who was telling the truth.

"Is it true, Minako?" She whispered once more, and again she earned another quick head shake. Even so, Yukari knew that Minako was lying. Perhaps it was the desperation in those head gestures, perhaps it was just a gut feeling, or perhaps it was because if this was true, she'd somewhat suspected it all along in a way. Yukari's lips curled with sudden rage. She just wanted the truth; she didn't care about Minako being gay, or wanting to do dirty things to her, or however she felt... she just didn't want it to be like this!

The doppelganger's voice interrupted her train of thought. "You think it's all innocent fantasies? Don't be naive. I've dreamed of really fucking you, Yukari-chan. Til you can't breathe anymore. You may doubt that I am Minako...but I assure you it's the truth. I am the Shadow, Yukari, the true self…"

Suddenly, a voice sparked in the air, sounding as if it was from a radio. Fuuka's words were barely audible.

'Minako, what's going on!? I lost connection with you, and I can't see anything on that level except you and some strange presence. Where's Akihiko and Junpei? Did the rest of the group and you somehow get separated?'

Yukari hurried to reply. The fake Minako chuckled deeply as she grasped Yukari by the throat before she could speak, moving forward to press her lips hungrily against the archers. A warm wet tongue slid between Yukari's lips, and a moment later she was roughly pressed onto her back. The floor was cold and uncomfortable against her back and a soft weight settled in her lap. Minako's delicate, pale hands slid into the brunette archer's hair as her tongue began to twist and twirl and explore like that of an animal.

Truth be told Yukari didn't want it to ever stop. It was wrong, but she was intoxicated by this kiss despite it being hot and wet, messy with no skill or talent whatsoever. This "shadow Minako"…she was disgusting and barbaric, but she was doing something that Yukari had always wanted. Her tongue, at once disturbing and alluring, stroked places in her mouth, in her throat, that should not have been sensitive, dripping sweet saliva that made Yukari drip. Yukari wanted Minako. Since they became close friends, she'd always wanted to kiss and hold her in ways that went normal skinship. Yukari had never been able to find the words for her feelings. Two girls being together was unheard of. That type of relationship was something only the bravest took part in, at risk of judgement from everyone. The thought that she might lose her entire social life if anyone found out her huge preference for girls was terrifying.

Shadow Minako's tongue swept around her mouth, the slimy thing pushed even further down her throat. For whatever reason, her gag reflex was repressed. Instead, a strange, steady tingle began to build up as the shadow darted her tongue all around. Yukari gasped as an intruding hand found its way onto her breast, squeezing and gripping the soft flesh. Golden-eyed Mina-chan pulled away for just a second and Yukari inhaled desperately, struggling to catch her breath. A moment of reprise, her body burned with all the proof of her desire, she was dripping down her chin and thighs, panting not just for oxygen but from excitement. Bleary-eyed, she tried to shake away this dark, all-consuming heat that made her body tremble in the sweetest ways. It was impossible to shake off.

"Mmmph! MMM!" The real Minako whimpered and gasped against her gag, straining desperately, red-faced. The "shadow" version of her paused, her terrifyingly long tongue sliding free from her captive's mouth. It was so lewd looking! Much to Yukari's disgusted arousal, the shadow seemed to have complete control of is functions. Shadow Minako's vivid, terrifying eyes seemed to glow an even brighter golden as her tongue snapped back into her mouth with a strange, wet noise. Hissing, she gripped Yukari around the waist and turned her around, her fingers burrowing into Yukari's body like iron.

Fuuka's voice broke into the air again, sounding desperate this time. 'Answer me. Yukari? Minako? I can sense you're on this floor, are you in trouble? Mitsuru's coming up!'

The fake Minako didn't seem troubled by this news. She kissed Yukari again, a short chaste one this time. Her hand snaked out to grab the real Minako by the collar of her uniform, dragging her over between Yukari's thighs. The shadow stared right into Yukari's eyes. "Oh, the things I'm going to do to you to prove just how real I am, just how much of a perv I am!"

"Do what you like..." Yukari panted, struggling to breath, dizzy with a terrifying arousal she'd never felt so strongly before. "I trust my leader. She's a good girl. She's not a monster like you, even if she has desires that might be intense!"

"A monster?! Intense? Ha-Haha! Fine! Fine. If you still doubt her sick perversity after seeing that nasty look on her face, then you're stupider than I thought you were! You deserve what I'm going to do to you." The shadow snarled with complete and utter frustration "Think Yukari, why did she make you and Mitsuru wear 'battle panties'? You had to have noticed her hungry, lingering stares. Her complete disinterest in Akihiko and Shinji, all of it!" When Yukari stayed mute, Shadow Minako gnashed her teeth. and made a sound like an angry animal.

She grabbed the real Minako by the back of the head and undid her gag, ripping it off. Strings of saliva dangled from the cloth as she pulled it away. Before Minako could say a word however, the shadow grabbed her by the brown hair and forced her head between Yukari's thighs. She pressed her foot down, and held Minako's face there with one sneakered foot, eyes wide and crazed.

"Smells good, doesn't it!? Lick it Minako, lick that special, sweet place just like you've always wanted to!" The shadow earned a desperate sob of protest from the real Minako. Yukari gasped at the sensation of her leader's breath and mouth hot on her core. The SEES leader's cries made a vibration that sent pleasure right into her swollen clit and spiraling down her spine, heat pooling in her belly as she grew even more wet. Her pussy dripped like honey, swollen as can be. "I said lick...do it now before I cut her throat open."

Minako's eyes were filled with unspoken, teary apologies. Yukari was desperate and afraid, but she'd dreamed of Minako's lips tasting her. The archer gasped and squeezed her eyes shut. She wanted this so badly, even if it was wrong on so many levels. Even if this "shadow'' had been the one to orchestrate it all.

Yukari smiled, "It's okay Mina-chan. I want this too! T-There's no need to worry. I've wanted to be your girlfriend for a while," She cracked her legs open for deeper entrance, "we're already here...so...you can t-taste me if you want." She confessed shyly, and Minako swallowed visibly, trembling. The archer shivered, biting her lip. Did Minako truly love her, like that? The shadow laughed in amusement. Then, she nodded, and gave in to her urges.

"Enjoy your meal while you can, me, it'll be over soon." The shadow sneered.

Minako seemed to heed the shadow's words, because her tongue dipped into the entrance of Yukari's sex, earning a shiver. Her tongue lashed and lapped at the archer's folds, desperately exploring Yukari's sex. Her nose nudged Yukari's clit, setting her nerves on fire. Masturbation had never felt this good. Yukari's nipples were perky and hard. They were never this sensitive, but right now she wanted them to be sucked and teased. She wanted to play with them, herself, and she hissed in frustration when she remembered her arms were still bound!

This was torture! God, she wanted to be free, she wanted to be able to touch! Minako's head bobbed, slurping noises flooding their ears as she buried her tongue in and out, tasting as much of Yukari's juices as she possibly could. Yukari squirmed and fantasized about gripping those cinnamon-shaded locks and fucking against Minako's mouth. Her hips bucked as Minako shifted, inhaled her scent, her pretty little tongue digging in deeper, before Mina-chan raised her head to taste her clit as well, rolling her tongue around the tip in teasing circles, sucking with slow, steady hums. Their gazes were locked together. Yukari dug her nails into her palms and cried out desperately, the urge to cum rising in her belly. The entire time Minako was tonguing her, her strange copy was watching with those incredibly bright, liquid gold eyes. Full of her own sick love and desire. It was almost like having two Minako's devouring her at the same time…

'O-oh god, I'm so sick! What am I thinking... this shadow, she's messing with my head!' Yukari moaned harshly, squeezed her eyes shut. She felt a familiar, unfathomable heat start to build in her loins, far too soon because she wanted more of Mina's mouth. She was going to cum! It was rising more and more by the second! She whimpered and nodded.

"Yes, yes, oh God, yes! Don't stop Minako…" Much to Yukari's dismay, the actions of her leader were cut short. the real Minako was forced away and gagged again.

"Don't worry your pretty little head off, Yuka-chan, you're not finished yet. It's my turn now," The shadow whirled toward her, that nasty tongue dangling from those soft, familiar lips. The same lips that had just been between her thighs. A last-ditch effort to escape, Yukari kicked at the monstrous girl as she crept close. Despite her actions, her pussy pulsed at the thought of that tongue dug deep into it. She was shuddering with desire even as she kicked and tried to crawl away, and to make it worse.

Shadow Minako began to speak, and that strange voice and those strange eyes made her melt inside. "Aww, Yukari, don't be like that... don't you want to feel how deep I can bury myself inside you? Come on, you know you'll like it~!"

"N-No! I don't, you freak! Stay the hell away from me... k-keep that gross tongue away!" But even she could hear the wavering in her own voice, the complete lack of depth or meaning in it. Her clit tingled at the thought of that thick, black member lashing at it. The shadow just laughed, grabbing her by the hips and dragging her close. Yukari tried to force herself to resist, but she couldn't find it in herself. This was Minako in a way, it was the desires that Minako hated in herself, right?

"Don't worry, Yukari, my "gross tongue" that your pussy is dripping over isn't what I'm about to play with next. I have something much more special in store for you." Shadow Minako pushed her hands between her own thighs, going under her skirt. Nothing could have prepared the archer for the mass of swollen heat that pushed against her dripping entrance. A c-cock? No, it wasn't quite a cock, it was something more terrifying! It was huge, jet black, and writhing just like her tongue. But it was undoubtedly flesh, twitching, leaking pre-cum just like a normal cock. The head was seeping, white pearly moisture gleaming on its tip, though there was something off about the tint, tiny tendrils of crawling black. Should've been nasty, but she wondered what it would taste like...

God, was Yukari sick in the head or something? This had to be wrong, but her body said it was anything but! Those words that should have been frightening instead made her tense, ache, feel empty inside. She wanted to be stuffed... The archer spread her legs wide. The shadow smirked widely, victoriously, getting into position up against her. Yukari gasped at the shadow began to impatiently rub the hot flesh of her girlcock against Yukari's wet, hot sex, maintaining that firm iron grip on her waist. The shadow panted as she got her first taste of pussy, whimpering so pathetically it was almost cute. It was Mina-chan's voice afterall. Yukari felt her inner walls squish, and tighten, a lewd wet noise filling the air as Shadow Minako began to push her cock inside.

"O-Oh god it won't fit Minako…" Yukari squealed, biting her bottom lip. It was a delicious burning stretch. Her inner walls gripped and tightened around that member as it pushed slowly into her, determined.

"It will. You're already all soaked and ready for me," the mimic growled huskily in her ear. The shadow groaned, her eerie face a mask of pleasure as she slowly sank her erect cock into Yukari's channel. The thing was huge, hot, spreading her inner walls in ways her own fingers never could in those lonely nights. It twitched inside, as the shadow drew her hips to a stop and let out a shaky breath. Her lips were spread into a smirk and her cheeks were red with pleasure. Yukari blushed under her hot gaze, in a way-this was her leader, this was Minako. If what the girl was saying was true. Minako was hot and thick inside her. Yukari felt unbearably full, her pussy tight around the other girl's throbbing shaft. Yukari shivered, and her entire body thrummed with pleasure as her bare breasts grazed the other girls' uniform. Her nipples were erect and sensitive. She stopped being able to hold back all her moans.

"Open your mouth wider," the strange Minako whispered in her ear, and the brunette archer gave one last attempt at rebellion and turned her head away. The shadow purred very softly, very hungrily, and drew her face back with strong hands. "Open," she said firmly, her voice pulsating with promises of what was to come, her eyes practically glowing. The persona-user flushed, and opened her mouth as told. The shadow's hand gripped her chin, and cupped her face, as she slid her huge, long, hot tongue deep into her mouth.

"Mmm, your tongue... it's so good... d-don't stop, Minako-chan..." She was a traitor.

Shadow Minako tasted delicious, her saliva sweet and her tongue eager as it explored the contours of Yukari's mouth. Fingers slid down her face and along her breasts. Eager, sharp nails trailed along the perky pink buds of Yukari's breasts, before falling downward to grip her hips. Yukari slid her own tongue to greet the shadows. Pleasure shot through her harshly as her shadow leader bucked her hips, her cock spearing up and into Yukari's hot sex. The archer moaned and strained with delight; face started to drip with sweat as her juices dripped down her thighs. Wet, lewd noises began to fill the air with each thrust. Yukari's jaw was beginning to ache, and her lips were becoming bruised from all the kissing, but she never wanted to stop.

The golden-eyed Minako extracted her tongue and softly teasing it along Yukari's neck. "Look at the supposed "real me" Yukari. Look at her raw, brutal, honest hunger for you, Yukari," she whispered softly in the archer's ear, teasing her tongue along the shell and nibbling as she did so. Yukari turned her gaze to where Minako, her Minako was watching, her cheeks bright red and her eyes almost glazed over with desire and fascination. When she caught Yukari's eyes she looked away, mumbling something against her gag.

"As chaotic, and disgusting, as a shadow, don't you think?"

Shadow Minako loosened the binds on her wrists, and the twisted copy of her beloved tugged her by the hair, forcing her into a new position. Yukari's bare knees scraped against Tartarus's cold, unwelcoming floor and she had to steady herself by pushing her hands on the ground. She was on all fours now, with Shadow Minako close behind her, pressing that huge black swollen mass against her ass. And the hands on her hips shifted to grip her ass tight and knead lightly. It was absolutely shameful yet exhilarating to be touched like this - to be displayed like this. The real Minako watched her in fascination, so totally captivated and intrigued by Yukari, by the sight of her breasts swaying with every thrust of the shadow's hips, and the way the archer braced herself as she dug her nails into the floor.

Knowing those soft, loving eyes were staring into her was driving Yukari mad... 'Yes, Minako, watch me~ I want you to see me feeling good…'

"Shit, you're so tight," the shadow whispered softly, "I dreamed of this for so long, of you clenching around me, all wet and dripping," The hands squeezed harder, "so much better than my hand, feels so good," she growled deeply, her head falling back. "Yukari," she gasped softly, and she was pumping faster now. The brunette clutched the floor, moving herself backwards slightly to meet those thrusts, feel that thick cock pierce her deeper, hit that special spot inside at the front. The girl violating her was absolutely relentless in her assault, expertly finding weak spots, hungry to make Yukari melt.

"Oh god," Yukari gasped harshly, eyes rolling to the back of her head. Her face was promptly turned, and she was given a sloppy, wet kiss full on tongue as the shadow pounded away. Yukari was cumming now, screaming loudly as that hot dick pumped in and out, forcing her into a new shape. Her pussy was never going to be the same again after this, there was no doubt about it. Big, hot, it throbbed and hit all the perfect spots. Yukari shuddered violently, her thoughts stringing together to create one endless stream of pure ecstasy. As she was hitting her peak, she felt the cock in her pulsate almost violently, and then her insides were being splattered with semen. The real Minako was practically drooling, her cheeks red. She was obviously entranced.

The shadow pressed close, held Yukari protectively as thick jets of her seed were planted deep inside Yukari. She gave Yukari an almost gentle, confusing kiss on the lips before pulling her dick free with a nasty, slick noise. "I'll be back. Just wait for me."

'Minako, Yukari! Mitsuru is a floor or so beneath you, can you hear me? She'll be there soon!'

Yukari smiled weakly and struggled to stay conscious. It was all too much. She was totally exhausted. No, relaxed, as the sticky cum slowly dripped from her used pussy. 'The exhaustion had hit her hard. She didn't respond to Fuuka's message. Instead, she closed her mind of.

'Mina's cum,' she thought happily, 'Minako's cum is in me.'

That was her last thought before she drifted into unconsciousness, the mess in her womb burning hot.