Chapter 5

Hey, Percy here. Still in the middle of my first class of martial arts. Where I'm the sensei. I feel that's an important distinction since I am totally going to train in more styles in the near future. Perhaps Director Betty would be willing to teach me CQC? Private sessions are preferred but I don't mind if she brings in more female agents to help. Because, reasons.

Anyway, before the actual three-way, spar that is, begins between Bonnie, Monique and I… I think I should explain the attire that all of the seniors are wearing for this session. I explained my attire so, for the sake of balance if nothing else. Basically, the boys are wearing muscle shirts and jogging pants. The girls are all coordinated as well, in style if not color. They're all wearing tight yoga pants and tops. Like, the yoga tops look like tight fitting jackets to me, and so if the girls felt like it, they could just unzip those and pull them off right away.

Also, all of the girls made sure to wear nothing under their clothes. No bra and panties. I want to say it was all purely for the sake of moving around easily and for comfort when practicing martial arts but… My empathy is powerful enough to clue me in, that it was also because all of the girls want to feel me getting physical with them.

Monique chose to go with a burnt orange yoga attire and Bonnie went with purple. Considering Monique and Bonnie are both dark-skinned beauties (to different degrees of dark but both sultry), the relatively bright shades they are wearing really bring out how sexy they look with their natural complexions. What I mean by that is, their dark skin and curvaceous forms are driving me wild. I better be careful, the distractions are ever present.

I think I just discovered a third reason for the girls to decide to wear tight yoga attire for martial arts: strategic sex appeal. I can't fight at 100% if I'm too distracted by their sexy bodies.

And so, Monique and Bonnie walk into the designated area, with way too much sway to their hips to be natural and with what I would call, in my expert opinion, hungry grins on their slightly flushed faces.

"Alright, so I can establish a baseline for your current abilities, attack me however you want you two. I will only defend, for now." I tell the two girls with a calm smile on my face.

They glanced at each other and had some sort of telepathic conversation before rushing at me from either side. No words needed it seems. Bonnie proceeded to show off her advanced cheerleading training, doing several backflips to build up momentum before launching a devastating kick aimed at my head.

Great form, and her kick had a lot of force due to all the perfectly executed flips and she took advantage of gravity by going higher than I expected in the last flip and her overall mass is a major factor as well. Which is probably why her eyes went so wide when I blocked her kick. With one hand. Holding her up upside down, I gave her bubble butt a heavy swat.

"Aaahhhnn~" Huh, I thought girls only moaned like that in hentai and trashy fanfiction. I am super thankful Bonbon is my first to let out that sound at me though~

I dropped Bonbon quickly, but gently as I could. Monique started throwing sharp and fast jabs, crosses, hooks, elbow strikes, knee strikes and low kicks. I blocked or redirected all of her moves of course. Matching her speed and force, precisely.

"You got some real great moves, white boy!" Monique teases me, her smile growing more and more as we keep going.

I was actually grinning hard since Bonnie started the backflips. I ponder a bit more before I reply to Monique. "You're pretty well trained yourself, Monique. Is that Muay Thai I see?"

"You got that right!" Monique confirms before she increases her speed and intensity. Looks like she confirmed I could handle her best.

So, what I was doing was taking the sticky hands defense of Wing Chun and mixing it with similar moves from Kali Arnis and Tai Chi. With some minimal kicks of my own using Kyokushin Karate and Renewal Taekwondo. That's right, I make use of moves from The God of High School. I don't care if a lot of it is fictional or not. I'm using what I can in a real life setting. The fantastical stuff I only do when fighting monsters and dangerous humanoids (golems and robots are fair game as well you see).

"As you can see boys and girls, Bonnie made excellent use of her acrobatics from cheerleading and physics to try and take me down hard. Meanwhile, Monique here is showing how much training she's had in Muay Thai…" I lectured the whole senior class about my observations so far. I even got into the explanations for all of the techniques Monique was throwing at me.

At some point, Bonnie rushed back in and it was a proper two on one spar. Bonnie started using some pretty flashy dance moves to try and land at least one kick at me. She was spinning, rolling, and flipping from all sorts of angles. Always generating as much force as possible and always at spots on my body where Monique would not get in the way.

I still blocked, redirected, or outright dodged everything from both girls. "Impressive dance training you have there, Bonbon. It's actually scarily close to actual capoeira."

Bonnie beamed at my flattery, but it was also quite true. The two girls were tiring fast though, their whole bodies getting drenched in sweat. Their breathing is getting deep and hard. When I decided that they had had enough, and were getting a little too sluggish in their movements, I kicked their legs out and had them fall on their fronts.

By pure chance, and not at all because I planned it this way, they fell down onto their hands and knees. With their juicy badonkadonks up in the air. And so, to end the spar at last I took a knee between them and spanked their booties so hard they jiggled for several seconds. "And match! Well done, ladies."

"Thank you, sensei!" They both breathed out at the exact same time, faces red with exhaustion and arousal in equal parts.

I carried them off to the side, one by one, in a princess carry. They earned it. Once both girls were sitting up against a padded wall, I addressed the rest of the senior class. "Okay, let's keep going, seniors! Pair off, and spar against each other. I shall observe closely. Bonnie and Monique will get their spanking before the class ends. In front of everyone." I grin at the enthusiastic cheering, wolf whistles and catcalls.

And the class continued like that. Tara took advantage of this and grabbed Ron before Kim could. But, nobody got jealous or anything because of it. Which is great, friendships are important. Even if friendship in this reality is a lot more open and risque compared to my old reality's. Personally, I prefer the more intimate and free approach in this new world of mine. It's quite relaxing for me, in all aspects and interactions.

I gave out instructions and advice as needed for all students during the spars, sometimes I would have a pair pause so that I could demonstrate movements or outright make changes to their stances and whatnot by making physical contact. All of the girls used that as an opportunity to feel me up. With their asses and tits mostly, rubbing against me by "chance" and always with a giggle and apology after.

The only other students that really impressed me with their fighting prowess were Kim (16 styles of martial arts, as a JKD master I approve!) Ron (Monkey Kung Fu sure seems quite developed and devastating here, and Ron's already at master level as far as I can tell) and Tara (she uses BJJ and practical applications of professional wrestling).

Kim decided, after demolishing her first opponent, that only I could give her a real workout. She gave me everything she had in her arsenal, every technique in every single style she knows. She seemed weirdly happy when I beat her though, without getting hit once. Ron and Tara's spar was as enlightening as it was amusing to watch. They moved rather well against each other. Most of the time though, Tara was blatantly using grapples and holds on the ground as an excuse to rub her ass and tits against Ron's face, abs, and groin area. They were both having a good time and it still gave me a lot of useful information, so I didn't scold them for it.

And then it was time. If we were following ultimate surrender rules, this would be round 4 where I take my prize~ However, this is still a formal class and I did not live in a hentai world. Sadly. I mean, not sadly. Whatever, shut up.

Monique ended up receiving her spanking first (I am not sure if I should call it a reward or punishment or not, this reality blurs that line), she beat Bonnie in rock paper scissors, you see. Bonnie was pouting rather furiously at me the whole time I spanked Monique. The brunette mocha goddess demanded I spank her harder than I did Monique. Loud enough for everyone to hear and with added footstomp and puppy dog pout. So, I made sure to give it to her the way she wanted. The standard spanking I decided was 69 spanks, anywhere on the ass. They had to count of course. Due to time constraints, only my spars have this arrangement. I assured the boys that I would have one of the girls spank them when I defeated them.

And when some brave fool asked me whether or not I forgot to say IF? I just laughed in his face first, then I realized he was seriously asking for some reason. So, I explained that I will never lose unless it's on purpose so nobody had to worry about that. When he and some of the other boys got indignant looks on them, I brought out the wooden dummy used in typical Wing Chun training.

I took off my top and let them see all of my sharply sculpted muscles as well as the many scars I accumulated over the years. I then demonstrated slightly faster than peak human speed, and proceeded to use every single striking technique I currently know to break down the wooden dummy. A wooden dummy, that I assured them was made out of Australian buloke. Hardest wood in the world that, after confirming with a google search on all of their phones, had a hardness rating of 5,060 pounds of force. I showed no outward sign of pain. Nobody doubted my ability to always win after that. All the boys and girls had looks of awe and a little fear after that display.

I also, may have reminded them what happened to Brick, in case anybody wanted to get ideas about throwing disrespect in my face. Which helped my cause as well, of course. Kim, Bonnie, Tara and Monique looked super hungrily at me though. Ah, I should put my karate top back on, I almost forgot…

And with that, the first class of martial arts was a big success. When the class dispersed to hit the showers and then go home, a few of the girls decided to wait for me. Kim, Bonnie and Monique.

I did see Tara drag Ron into the girls locker room before the three ladies addressed me. "I think you need a thorough, scrubbing Sensei Percy." Bonnie purred at me. "Don't you think so, Kim? Monique?" The two at either side of my chocolate goddess just nodded and said yes in agreement. I didn't even have time to say anything because, Kim grabbed onto my right arm with an iron grip, Monique on my other side, and Bonnie kissed me passionately while squeezing my bulge.

They dragged me into a shower stall faster than you can explain the supernatural speed and strength of hentai girls. There was a lot more scrubbing, rubbing, squeezing and kissing involved during that shower but I embraced the girls with open arms and warmth. At the time, I could also hear Ron and Tara having a good time in the stall right next to us. Strangely, it was just us there. Only the two shower stalls we were in were occupied, and then it hit me. This was a third shower room. Mixed bathing was apparently a standard in all public places, if you wanted the option.

I was driving this awesome 1970 Chevrolet Chevelle, outside it just looked like it was fresh out of the factory, mint condition. The inside where the driver and passenger sit looked to be well maintained, outright new if I didn't know any better. All of the internals and displays though? Fully digital, modern, or outright upgraded as fuck. Giving the inside a futuristic look with hints of classic style. It was black with white racing stripes. It was my work car for Middleton High as well as GJ, so it had gadgets for all sorts of situations and the body was armored with reinforced carbon fiber and titanium. Thank you, Global Justice~ Betty deserves a reward for making sure I had such a sweet ride.

And with a song in my heart, Kim was riding me home. As in, I was driving the car, Kim was sitting in my lap, and Ron was riding shotgun with a crazy smile on his face. Laughing quietly the whole time, glancing at me and Kim every now and then. Rufus was sleeping peacefully in Ron's pocket.

"So, have you decided on your plans for your date with Bonnie tomorrow?" Kim asks me with a turn of her head, looking up at me with a smoldering look in her green eyes. I don't know if I ever mentioned this before, but I am a talk motherfucker. At some point, during my "Witcher" days going all over the globe to kill monsters, I grew a lot. I was like, six foot one the last I checked? I wasn't built like Henry Cavill, hence I was not like a live action Geralt but more like Scott Adkins in his Ninja movies. For your reference.

I thought about Kim's question a bit. Yeah, I more or less had a good idea on what to do tomorrow with Bonnie, so I decided to explain my plans to Kim and Ron. Maybe they had ideas for improvement after all. Or just comments. I was totally open.

AN: For better flow and pacing, I felt that the date with Bonnie deserves a chapter all to itself. Mainly, I wanted to do it justice because I love Bonnie as a waifu. Thanks for reading, I hope you all enjoyed it.