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Sitting on Usagi's bed, Rei was beginning to wonder whether she should go downstairs. Usagi

had left at around 11:30 AM, and it was nearly noon. How long did it take to collect a bunch of

discarded clothes?

"Usagi," Rei said with some irritation as the blonde girl, arms wrapped about Rei's outfit

from the previous night, finally walked back into the room. "What happened? You were gone almost

half an hour."

Usagi's eyes darted uncertainly from side to side, and a nervous grin twitched upon her lips.

Rei recognized that look. It had a way of gracing Usagi's features whenever cookies or ice cream

turned up missing.

"Oh, I...uhh..." she stammered, guilty as sin. "I was just talking to Keisuke. Before he

left."

In response, Rei gracefully rose to her feet and strode across to her, eyes narrowing. In a

quick motion, her finger brushed the corner of Usagi's mouth, sweeping up a gob of semen

conspicuously arrayed there. "'Just talking,' huh?" she said sternly, holding up the

incriminating cum.

Usagi bit her lip, staring at Rei's finger. "Uhhhh..."

"Usagi!" Rei whined. "I told you how much I wanted to do something like that! Why

didn't you call me down? We could have taken care of him together!"

"He wanted me, though," Usagi replied guiltily. Then, looking down, she added in a soft

voice: "He says I give good head."

Rei gave her a piercing stare. Usagi got on her nerves in every other way; why not add

sex to the list? "Well you spend so much time talking." she shot, "I guess it's not surprising

you've learned how to use your mouth." She let out a long breath and settled herself. It wasn't

really Usagi's fault, she supposed; at least, not if Keisuke actually did have a preference. But

Rei thought she was entitled to feel a little left out, damnit. "Did it really take you that long

to give him a blowjob?" she went on in a more civil tone.

Usagi shrugged. "Well, he felt me up first. And we, you know...made out and stuff."

Rei rolled her eyes and looked at the clock. Usagi never did have much in the way of time

management skills. "Never mind. Ami's gonna be here any minute. Are there any more guys

downstairs?" How if there were she wanted to present herself nude to them, bend over, and tell

them to get in line behind her. But she and Usagi would have to send them away until tonight, or

at least hide them; the presence of strange men would be difficult to explain to Ami.

Usagi shook her head. "Keisuke was the last one." Rei couldn't help feeling a little

disappointed all the same.

"Alright, we need to get dressed," Rei said, holding her arms out for her clothes, which

Usagi gave over. "We have to be downstairs as soon as possible, and not like this. I don't think

Ami would buy it if we told her we both suddenly became nudists." Usagi giggled.

The girls set to the task of getting some clothes on, Usagi browsing her wardrobe, while Rei

went through her selections from the previous day. Rei's outfit was clean as she expected, and

her T-shirt, jeans, and panties were intact and seemed none the worse for wear. Her bra, on the

other hand, was a total loss: A horny partygoer had ripped it from her chest and the poor thing

was in tatters. Damnit, Rei thought with a wince. She liked this bra. Usagi was able to lend her

a replacement for the day, which while thoughtful, proved an annoying blow to Rei's ego; she'd

thought her breasts big enough to spill out of one of Usagi's bras. At least it was a snug

fit.

"How do I look?" Usagi asked, critically posing for herself in the mirror once she was

dressed. She had chosen a modest knee-length pink skirt and matching button-up blouse, with some

slip-on shoes similar to Rei's. The outfit gave her a sweet, toothsome appearance. Actually, it

was more than that, it was quintessentially Usagi: The delicate feminine pink of her clothing,

combined with the chaste display of her curves and the way she left her creamy, smooth-skinned

arms bare below the elbows for comfort's sake alone, radiated purity and innocence. A stark

contrast to the naked girl who had serviced some fifteen men the previous night, Rei thought. But

then, maybe she didn't really look so different now. Even last night, in all her orgiastic,

cum-splattered nudity, there had been something irrepressibly childlike about Usagi, something

that would always be soulfully pristine and could never be debauched. She was fundamentally above

corruption, and that left her free to own acts others thought corrupt and enjoy them, without

suffering the taint of them. It didn't matter how many times Usagi allowed her body to be used by

whatever number of men; she would always be Usagi. It made Rei smile.

"You look...just like you," Rei warmly answered, looking up from slipping into her shoes to

complete her own ensemble.

"...thanks?" said Usagi with a confused frown. Rei just kept smiling.

"Let's get downstairs. I'm thirsty anyway, do you think there's any of that punch left over

from..." Rei got to her feet from where she sat on the bed, but the sudden drunken spinning of

the room made her hold her temple and fall back onto the comforter. It was either that, or

collapse gracelessly onto the floor.

"Rei?" Usagi's frown grew worried, and she stepped over to her friend, leaning over and

taking one of the dark-haired girl's hands gently in her own.

Whoever was in charge of the ride apparently hit the Off switch; the spinning room slowed and

returned to normal after a few seconds. Rei blinked and shook her head in an effort to clear out

the disorientation.

"I'm ok. Just stood up too fast, I think," she said, eyes on the floor to make sure it wasn't

moving.

"Are you sure?" Usagi didn't sound satisfied. "Maybe you should lay down."

Rei smiled. Another thing she loved about Usagi, the girl was always putting her friends

first. "I'm fine, really," Rei gently insisted, turning her smile towards the other girl

appreciatively. "I didn't eat anything before I came over here last night. That's probably most

of it." She actually felt quite better now, and to demonstrate she carefully but deliberately

stood again, this time without incident.

Usagi held Rei's arm in a protective grip as she stood with her, letting go only when she

seemed convinced her friend was alright. "Well, ok," she reluctantly allowed, "but take it easy

going downstairs."

"I will," Rei assured her with a nod, but her head was totally clear now. Still, she was

thirsty and hungry, and getting downstairs to the kitchen sounded like a fine idea.

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Usagi's parents were thoughtful people. In the kitchen - which was reached without incident -

it turned out they had left a fruit salad in the refrigerator before leaving, in a noble if

futile bid to encourage their daughter toward healthier eating habits. Usagi, of course, wanted

no part of it, and offered the fruit to Rei while she herself made a somewhat less conscientious

breakfast of ice cream sandwiches. On Rei's part, she was in the mood for something sweet anyway,

and gratefully dug into the assortment of melons and berries.

Today was going to be fun, Rei thought as she munched on a mouthful of honeydew. She was

looking forward to preparing for tonight, with her deliciously debauched plans, and best of all,

when time finally came for the party, she and Usagi would get to induct Ami into their new circle

of friends. Horrible that they were deceiving her to do it, of course. Ami was a nice girl, and

she really deserved better than to be lied to by two of the people she trusted more than...

Rei blinked, the fruit in her mouth going unchewed for several seconds. What was that about?

Maybe she hadn't been perfectly honest with Ami about the computer, and perhaps Rei and Usagi's

true motives for asking her over had remained concealed, but those were minor unpleasantries

which it had been necessary for everyone concerned to endure in order to further what could

really be called Ami's treatment. The poor girl was sick, after all, infected by the insidious

social disease that until just last night had still plagued Rei, and which had the effect of

convincing young girls that there was something to be feared from sex. Ami in particular was the

type of shy little thing who very likely would not allow a man to so much as touch her till her

late teens or even her twenties. Was it better, then, to allow her to continue wasting her youth

in the bonds of some misguided puritanical chastity? Hardly. Rei resumed eating.

The fruit was delicious, and sated the hunger and thirst that came of having skipped a meal

the previous day. Still, something was missing afterward. She had a lingering desire for

something she couldn't quite put her finger on. Before breakfast she'd thought it a simple

sweet-tooth, but with her competing needs for food and water out of the way, she realized her

longing was for something of a specific texture, soft but with a tang like alcohol. Ah, of

course.

"I'm gonna get some punch," Rei announced as she stood, heading for the living room where the

cooler was from last night. The stuff was probably warm by now, but she didn't mind; it was so

damn good. Usagi just mumbled something around her ice cream that might have been "Okay."

A knock at the kitchen door diverted Rei's attention away from drinks, and she turned to

answer. It was Ami, standing in the doorway as innocent as could be, with a warm smile ready for

Rei upon making eye contact. The sight of that smile pierced Rei with twin lances of pity and

remorse, but she shook those feelings off as quickly as they came. There wasn't time for such

nonsense. Ami's skin had a mildly flushed appearance, and there was a light sheen of sweat

visible on her face. The walk over from her apartment wasn't overly long, but the sun was a bit

strong today.

"Hey Ami," Rei said pleasantly as she stepped out of the way for her friend to enter. Usagi

wiggled chocolate cookie-stained fingers in a happy greeting as she swallowed the last bite of

her final sandwich.

"Hey guys," said Ami, looking around her appraisingly. The kitchen was a bit of a mess, a

consequence of last night's party, and there were empty plastic cups strewn about the table and

counters. On the floor there even were a pair of men's underpants; Rei silently cursed herself

for having missed them and inconspicuously swept them under the table with her foot. Ami seemed

not to notice, too busy looking at the rest of the room.

"You look like you could use something to drink," Rei observed as she pulled out a chair from

the table. "Here, have a seat. Usagi, would you mind getting Ami some punch from the living

room?" Usagi's eyes lit up as she licked her fingers clean.

"'course not!" chirped the blonde, leaping to her feet and dashing out of the kitchen with a

bit more enthusiasm than was strictly called for. Still, Rei counted her blessings that the girl

didn't grin, cackle, or engage in any other suspicious behavior. Usagi was naturally energetic

enough that Ami probably wouldn't consider a bit of exuberance cause for concern.

Indeed, Ami appeared undisturbed as she settled gratefully into the offered chair, smiling

briefly at Rei again before turning her eyes once more to the mess. "You guys have a party or

something?" she asked curiously.

"Yeah, last night," Rei replied, herself half-sitting on, half leaning against the table.

"Sorry we didn't invite you. It was kind of a last-minute thing. People just sorta showed up."

"Oh, don't worry about that," Ami said with a smile. She had a really pretty smile. "I had to

study anyway. Looks like it got pretty wild, though."

Rei managed - with a vast effort of the will - not to say something incriminating. She

finally decided on a reasonably safe answer. "Yeah," she said casually, "the full moon sure came

out last night."

"Actually it's tonight," Ami vaguely replied, looking over her shoulder at a row of clear

empty cups. After a moment, she turned back to Rei, apparently noting her friend's silence. "The

full moon, I mean. It was pretty bright last night, but the lunar cycle completes today, so

technically the full moon isn't until tonight." Rei just stared at her blankly. Ami began chewing

her lip, then slowly added: "And that really doesn't have anything to do with what you were

talking about, does it?"

Rei smiled at her. She could go blind and lose the ability to distinguish between voices, and

still she would always know when she was talking to the brilliant girl with the short blue hair.

Reaching over, she took one of her friend's hands in her own, and gave it an affectionate

squeeze. "Don't ever change, Ami," was all she said. Ami just blushed and hunched her

shoulders.

"Here you go, Ami!" said Usagi as she returned, placing a party cup full of red punch on the

table. She moved with a bouncy, energetic gait, and her face was full of eager enthusiasm.

"You're gonna love this! It's a bit warm, but it's really, really, REALLY good!"

Rei shot Usagi a pained expression, which she managed to expunge by the time Ami looked her

way again. "Um...thanks," Ami said to the chipper girl before frowning in confusion at Rei, as if

to ask what was up with Usagi. Taking the cup, she sniffed curiously at its contents.

Rei just shrugged and kept a friendly, inoffensive smile as she watched Ami, then went on as

though Usagi weren't endangering their entire objective. "We're having another party tonight,

actually. You can come to that, right? You must have studied enough by now."

"It's gonna be awesome!" Usagi put in helpfully.

Ami was still examining the red liquid she held in her hand, glancing up occasionally at Rei

and Usagi as they spoke. "What kind of party is it?" she asked Rei, before inhaling again the

scent of the punch. "Dance party, karaoke party...?" Apparently deciding the stuff in the cup was

agreeable enough, she took a small, experimental sip. Rei, who was watching closely without

appearing to do so, blinked as she had to fight a sudden urge to knock the cup out of her

friend's hand and shout a warning, but it was a fight she won.

Ami's eyebrows lifted at the taste. She drank again, more this time. Her third swallow was

her last, as she finished the glass with her head thrown back and an eager, voracious gulp of

punch emptied down her throat. Rei flashed even teeth in a wide smile.

The effect was amazing. As soon as she lowered her head, Ami's eyes went half-lidded, and a

long, dreamy sigh issued from her lips. She seemed to almost melt into her chair, every muscle in

her body visibly relaxing as if she'd just received the attention of a master masseuse. Her

demeanour faded from a lucid calm to a detached euphoria, and her attention became general and

unfocused, as though concentrating on any one thing at a time lost its importance. She appeared

supremely serene, even sedate, and Rei wondered whether she herself had looked like this last

night, when she first drank the punch. Off to the side, Usagi giggled quietly. Rei just leaned

over the table closer to Ami, smiling as she rested the weight of her upper body on a hand.

"Sex party," she said in answer to Ami's question. "There's gonna be about fifteen guys here,

and we'll be the only girls. Basically they all take turns fucking us. You'll be a real hit,

since you're a virgin."

Now was about the time when sweet, innocent Ami ought to be blushing like a beet and fleeing

the room in terror, but Rei wasn't concerned. Indeed, the short-haired girl simply gave a vague

smile in Rei's general direction.

"That sounds fantastic," Ami cooed in a soft, dreamy voice. Her eyes clumsily grazed over

herself once or twice before she went on. "I'll put on some nice clothes, then. And my best

perfume. I want the guys to like me."

"Pink socks, pink socks!" Usagi bouncily suggested.

"Trust me, Ami, you won't be needing clothes for long after you've walked in the door," Rei

said, grinning toward Usagi, who looked so thrilled she gave the impression of being about to

explode. "I guess a little perfume couldn't hurt, though. I always liked that floral one you

have. Go on, go back home and get ready. Usagi and I need to do a few things before the party,

too. Be here around seven tonight, ok?"

Ami's head bobbed in a woozy nod. "Seven tonight. Okay." Smiling at Rei, she stood and began

heading toward the door. She was remarkably steady on her feet, the need to walk without tripping

apparently enough to focus her attention. Just short of leaving, she stopped and turned around.

"Wait...the computer," she said, gesturing vaguely to the rest of the house. "I should...fix the

computer." She stepped toward the living room.

"Ami," Rei interrupted her. She hopped down from the table and moved to lay her hands softly

on her friend's shoulders. "Does the computer really matter right now?"

Ami thought it over for a few seconds, then lulled her head from side to side, signaling no.

"Nah...doesn't matter." For no reason, she tipped against Rei and hugged her warmly. "See you

tonight."

Rei smiled and squeezed her friend softly in return. "See you, Ami."

"Bye Ami!" Usagi called, waving frantically with barely-contained energy as Ami turned again

and walked out the door.

Rei felt satisfied. All that was left now was to get a drink like she had wanted before she

and Usagi headed out themselves. She moved towards the living room.

...and was stopped short by the shrillest, most agonizing banshee's shriek she'd ever heard

rip itself from Usagi's throat. She swore it must have lasted a good five seconds.

"You're such a genius, Rei!" Usagi gushed once she quieted down, her voice bursting

with excitement as she almost bounced up and down. "That was so awesome! Now Ami's gonna love it

at the party and no one will have to rape her and we're all gonna have so much FUN!"

Rei lowered her hands from where they had reflexively covered her ears, within which she now

wondered whether she had any drums left. She was pretty sure she heard Usagi. "It should go

pretty well, yeah," she agreed with a wince, and was quite sure she could hear herself speaking.

Ok, false alarm. She was, incredibly, not deaf. "Now just let me get some punch, and we

can..."

"No time for that!" Usagi interrupted, bouncing for the door and dragging Rei with her. "We

have to get to the mall! The next bus is in ten minutes, and if we miss it we'll waste half an

hour waiting for the next one! C'mon, c'mon!" She was nearly giggling in her eagerness.

"But, but..." Rei complained, looking longingly at the living room and trying unsuccessfully

to free herself from Usagi's grip. The blonde seemed to have gotten stronger since they were in

bed that morning. "It'll just take a few..."

"Mall, mall, mall!" Usagi chanted in response, and a moment later they were out the door.

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Bounding from the living room into the kitchen, Luna glared accusingly at the door that had

just closed behind the girls. She knew, she knew something was going on! You had to get up

pretty early in the morning to put one over on this old cat, and a naked teenage girl in the same

house where a party with fifteen young men had taken place the night before didn't exactly fill

her with confidence that all was innocent and well.

So some worthless band of ne'er-do-well miscreants had Rei and Usagi in their power, and now

it appeared as if they'd roped Ami as well. Obviously it was some kind of drug being used, probably slipped into that punch that was still sitting in a cooler in the living room, and which Luna had overheard being given to Ami. Still, somehow it didn't make sense. Luna was no expert in

narcotics, but a drug this powerful was something she had never heard of. What did the creeps do,

invent some new compound so they could use it to rape whomever they fancied? Sickening!

But that didn't matter right now. More important than exactly what had happened was that she,

Luna, should find a way to save the girls from it. And save them she would.

"Hold on, girls," the cat breathed before dashing back into the living room, heading for the

stairs and the window she'd used to regain entry into the house.

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