Love Hina: Love Chronicles

Imasuky wanted to see a fic based off a chapter from the second Love Hina Novelization. Here it is, hope you like. I used parts from the actual chapter so full credit to the writer: Hiroyuki Kawasaki as well as Ken Akamatsu the creator of Love Hina.

Summary: When Motoko and Kitsune perform the ritual to return to their own bodies, Motoko accepts Kitsune’s offer for some fun.

Kitsune-Motoko= Kitsune in Motoko’s body.
Motoko-Kitsune= Motoko in Kitsune’s body.

Alternate Ending

Kitsune, still in Motoko’s body, placed three fingers on the ground and bowed. She was clad in a white Kimono and looked ethereally beautiful.

“Okay I’m ready” she said.

Motoko, likewise in Kitsune’s body, was also wearing a white Kimono. She held a ceremonial sword. “Well then, let’s begin.” She said, more than a little nervous.

The futon was laid out in the middle of the room. The ritual table stood near the futon’s pillows. On top of the table rested the sakaki tree branches. The Living Souls Exchange Spell-Breaking was about to begin.

The lights were turned off, and the girl’s silhouettes were the only things visible in the darkened room. The rustling of moving cloth and their stilted breaths were all that filled the silence, though Motoko could hear their heartbeats.

The silently slipped out of their kimonos. Now completely naked, the climbed into the futon, according to the ancient book’s instructions and the each grabbed the sheath of the sword.

An awkward silence filled the room as they laid there. They both wanted to say something but the tension between them kept them from speaking. Motoko was terrified, not just because if this didn’t work she’d be in a lot of trouble, but mostly because she was technically naked in bed with another girl. The fact that the ‘other girl’ had her body only made things more uncomfortable for her. Kitsune meanwhile was thinking over some things, namely her life the past few days inside Motoko’s body. It had been a very unique and enlightening experience that had opened new opportunities for her. And now that she and Motoko were about to go back to normal (she hoped) she was presented with one last chance to do something she had been wanting to do. The only question was, would Motoko be okay with it? Throwing caution to the wind she decided to just go through with it.

Something rustled under the covers. Motoko-Kitsune felt something touch her, which was really weird, since it meant she felt her own finger’s touching Kitsune’s body, but she was the touch-ee rather than the touch-er.

“H-hey, what are you doing!”

“I’m touching myself silly; I can do that to my own body if I want to.”

“B-but…not when ‘I’m’ you!” Motoko-Kitsune replied, squirming. Actually, it felt kind of nice. Motoko’s fingers, guided by Kitsune’s will, seemed very confident, way more experienced at this kind of thing than Motoko ever dreamed.

“Hey Motoko, how about we two girls have some fun?”

Motoko hesitated, “Will…will you be gentle?”

She suddenly felt her own fingers being shoved roughly into Kitsune’s pussy, making her whimper. Kitsune-Motoko smirked, loving the reaction.

“It’s ‘my’ body and I’ll be as rough as I want with it! If anything you should be gentle with me since I’m in your body. Now be a good girl and touch yourself.”

Motoko-Kitsune reached over and touched her quim with Kitsune’s hand. She gently ran the tips of Kitsune’s fingers across her own slit, marveling at how different her pussy felt now that she was touching it with someone else’s hands. Meanwhile she could feel her own fingers begin thrusting in and out of Kitsune’s hole roughly. Kitsune’s body no longer had a hymen, something that Motoko wasn’t surprised by.

Growing more confident, Motoko slipped Kitsune’s finger into her body, finding herself to be quite tight. Kitsune-Motoko noticed this and smirked.

“Wow Motoko, have you ever touched yourself at all before? I can feel just how hard you’re trying to get my finger in there.”

Motoko-Kitsune blushed, “I…I was afraid of what people would think if they ever knew I did such a thing.”

Kitsune-Motoko giggled, “It isn’t like you have to go around and brag about it. No matter, that’ll just make this all the sweeter for me. I’m getting to experience your first time being touched by another woman.”

Motoko-Kitsune glared at the other girl, but didn’t say anything. Instead she went back to focus on what she was doing. Gently pumping Kitsune’s finger in and out of her own quim, she felt her body react and grow wet. Soon it became easier to slide Kitsune’s finger in and out. Kitsune-Motoko did the same to Motoko-Kitsune, albeit much rougher. Motoko-Kitsune moaned at the feeling and could barely focus on what she was doing.

After a couple minutes Kitsune-Motoko was growing tired of it. She was hardly getting any pleasure because of how gentle the other girl was being. Getting up she pulled Motoko’s fingers out and crawled on top of her own body. Motoko-Kitsune was confused as to what the other girl was up to at first but quickly guessed when Kitsune-Motoko shoved Motoko’s cunt in her own face.

“Here Motoko, how about giving yourself a little oral?”

Motoko-Kitsune didn’t hesitate and began to lick herself. Kitsune-Motoko reached back and resumed fingering her own body as Motoko ate her out. Reaching down Kitsune-Motoko played with Motoko’s clit and moaned, finally getting some decent stimulation. Motoko-Kitsune moaned as well, enjoying both the attention she was receiving as well as the way her own pussy tasted. Both girls continued to please their own bodies until Motoko-Kitsune came, moaning into her own quim and making Kitsune-Motoko cum as well. Motoko-Kitsune drank up the juices from her body, loving the taste as well as the weird experience. She laid there, basking in post-orgasm afterglow while Kitsune-Motoko got up and moved back a bit. She entwined her legs with Motoko-Kitsune’s and pressed their quims together. She quickly began to rub herself against her own crotch. Motoko-Kitsune mimicked her actions, enjoying the pleasure that came from it. The sounds of them both moaning softly was the only noise in the room as they continued until they reached orgasm once more.

As the euphoria of pleasure passed, Kitsune-Motoko sat up and looked down at her body all sweaty and flushed from the fun the two had been having.

“Enjoying yourself Motoko?”

Motoko-Kitsune nodded, “I had no idea sex could be so…good.”

“Trust me Motoko, what we’ve done so far is just the beginning. Once we get back into our own bodies I’m gonna rock your world every night from now on.” She giggled perversely, an odd sound to hear coming from Motoko, when something crossed her mind. “Say, is any of this going to affect the ritual?”

Motoko-Kitsune sat bolt upright, suddenly pale. “Shit! Quick Kitsune back in the futon! Oh shit this isn’t good!”

The both of them crawled back into the futon, resuming the positions required for the ritual to work. Motoko-Kitsune was panicking so bad that she was practically in tears. Feeling guilty Kitsune-Motoko reached over to caress the other girl’s cheek.

“Hey, it’s gonna be okay. I’m sure everything’s gonna work out.”

“B-but what if we did mess up the ritual? I don’t know what to do Kitsune…I’m scared.”

“Shh, don’t worry. It’ll be fine, just calm down and try to go to sleep.”

It wasn’t easy but Motoko-Kitsune managed to relax and eventually fell asleep. Kitsune-Motoko joined her not long after.

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Motoko’s eyes slowly opened. She groaned and sat up, stretching and yawning. She felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist from behind and a pair of large, soft breasts press against her back. Warm breath hit the nape of her neck as Kitsune whispered into her ear.

“Morning Motoko, feel better waking up in your own body?”

Suddenly fully awake Motoko checked and found that she was in her own body again. She turned to see Kitsune, also in her own body, smirking at her. Overwhelmed by both relief and joy, Motoko kissed Kitsune passionately on the lips. Kitsune made no move to resist and returned the gesture until they had to separate for air.

“Well somebody’s in a good mood. Not that I can blame you. How about we pick up from where we left off last night to separate?”

Motoko blushed and leaned forward to kiss the other girl again.

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Naru walked down the hall to the room Kitsune and Motoko had used to perform the Living Souls Exchange Spell-Breaking ritual. She was a little worried that it might not have worked but put that fear aside. Opening the door to the room she was met with a sight she never would have expected and immediately shut the door again, a red blush on her face. Maybe she could check on them later, when they weren’t so….busy. But if she had to take a guess she’d say that the ritual worked. It had to have worked, there was just no way that Kitsune would submit so easily to Motoko like that.

End.

Well that was confusingly fun to write. Next I think I’ll do another Motoko x Kitsune story that’s been in waiting for a while now. Let me know what you think.