"Hello everyone, and welcome to the second chapter of WTF High''s SDF!"
Sera exclaimed excitedly as she waved her hand
for some unseen
audience. She wore a black, barely see-through shirt that hugged
against the top of her firm breasts. Her nipples were clearly showing
through the thin and flimsy material. She also wore short jeans that
were cut in the shape of a V to show off her thighs. It was as if she
took a random pair of jeans and cut off the legs.
"Um... what is this?" Sandra asked in curious wonderment at her new
surroundings (pure white... nowhere land). She had dark hair with dark
blue dye along the tips and light violet eyes. Her white tank-top
showed off the creamy skin of her midriff while her camouflage pants
stopped
right above her ankles. Prayer beads encircled her left wrist
while a silver bracelet encircled the other wrist.
"Well... you see, the author of this story decided to make a small
section at the front for several reasons," Sera explained as she played
with one of her dreadlocks. She faced the unseen audience and
continued, "One is to show off any small-time gags that may not fit
into the storyline. If you read manga, you might remember some of them
having small sections at the front, back, or between chapters. This
small section is basically copying that."
"Um... are you feeling alright? Who exactly are you talking to?" Sandra
asked as she tried to look into the direction Sera was facing.
Unfortunately for her, she wasn''t able to see the unseen readers who
were looking back at her. "What do you mean by ''author'' and ''story''?
We''re not fictional characters."
"Poor
girl, you must still be in denial," Sera wrapped her arms around
her bewildered companion. With her face nestled in Sandra''s neck and
her right hand stroking Sandra''s hair, the blonde said, "Don''t worry,
things will get easier once you accept it."
"Wha... wha... what are you doing?" Sandra blushed furiously as she
tried to push the blonde girl off of her. Unfortunately, she couldn''t
even move her arms let alone push the other girl away.
"Another reason why this section exist is in case plot takes up more
time than sex," Sera continued as she flicked her pink tongue against
her new victim''s earlobe. It was almost as if she were the snake who
caught a rabbit who was too out of it to notice anything until it was
too late. Sandra could only close her eyes and moan with pleasure as
she felt experienced and flexible fingers dance along her left breast.
"I... I still... don''t under-" Sandra breathed heavily as her blood
began to boil with pleasure. She wasn''t sure why, yet it happened
anyway. Her heart was pumping and her adrenaline level was through the
roof.
"Anyway, we''ve taken up far too much time," Sera announced as she
released her prey and faced the unseen audience again. With a cheerful
look on her face and her seductive expression hidden, she continued,
"It''s about time we started up the story, which is pretty much the
reason why you''re here, right?"
"Wai... wait a minute, that''s it?" Sandra shouted hysterically as she
sat up on the floor. Apparently, her legs lost their strength and
turned into jello when Sera licked her ear. A look of disappointment
and anger crossed her face as she looked up at the blonde. "How...
what..."
"Don''t worry, you''ll be getting plenty of action once you''re
introduced," Sera giggled as she patted her prey on the hand. She
licked her lips in anticipation at the thought of Sandra down on her
knees and licking pussy. "I hope you like it up the ass."
"Wait... what?" Sandra''s face went white with fear.
"You''ll see," Sera giggled.
*****
"I can''t be late this time," Thirteen muttered as he walked to school
with his backpack slung over his right shoulder. The autumn wind
carried several brightly coloured leaves through the air before
scrapping them along the groas the leaves made a circle with their movements. He stopped and
stood there, thinking about what happened yesterday.
Images of Sera flashed in his mind''s eye as he remembered the events
that took place. His classmate, Trent was hiding in his locker when
Thirteen first met him. After that, the two of them explored the
school''s hidden tunnels together. No... things began even before that.
It all started when he heard that strange voice in his head during
homeroom. It turned out the message wasn''t for him, but rather...
"Huh? Ack! I''m late!" Thirteen exclaimed as soon as he looked down at
his watch. He quickly ran down the sidewalk to get to school as quickly
as possible. After a few minutes, he turned around and ran in the
opposite direction for he remembered he already passed Windroy Twelve
Forrest High several minutes ago.
Title: WTF High''s School Defense Force - Lesson II
Class: 4D
Room: 104
Isn''t a female Demon Hunter called a Demon Huntress? Demoness Huntress? Er... Demon(ess) Huntress?
"Leafy, you''re late! Again!" Mr. Smith shouted angrily as soon as
Thirteen, now Leafy, stepped into the classroom. The irritated teacher
marked the late student before continuing down the attendance sheet.
"Uh... okay..." Leafy blinked in confusion, then took his seat behind
Monica. As soon as he did, he noticed someone familiar in the seat next
to him.
"Hey, what''s up, Leafy?" Trent grinned as he clasped a hand on Leafy''s shoulder.
"Please don''t call me that," Leafy muttered as he rested his head
against the top of the desk and away from his new friend. As soon as he
did, he slowly drifted off into a deep sleep.
"Monica Kurenai," Mr. Smith called out without looking up from the attendance sheet.
"Here," Monica replied as she raised her hand to indicate that she was
present. As soon as she dropped her hand, she slumped into her seat and
started wondering about yesterday. Her thoughts turned to Leafy and the
connection between him and Sera. Sera... for some reason, that girl
bothered Monica more than anyone else in the classroom... and there
were many people who bothered her.
There was that strange student with the completely concealing black
robes in the back of the room. There was also a kid with metal antennae
sticking out of his head and a girl with white eyes. There was a guy
wearing black who had the eyes of someone who killed before. There was
Leafy''s friend, Trent, who skipped class yesterday to explore a secret
tunnel. Maybe it was just her imagination, but she felt as if homeroom
4D was more than it seemed.
As Mr. Smith started the lesson, the young Japanese girl looked up at
the ceiling. Since the teacher was only looking forward, most of the
students didn''t pay attention. Monica didn''t notice for she too started
to have her attention wane with time...
*****
One day ago...
"Excuse me, are you okay? You had been standing there for ten minutes,"
Monica snapped her fingers in front of Leafy''s face. Her locker just
happened to be right next to Leafy''s.
"Huh? Oh... right... sorry, just thinking about something," Leafy
apologized with a flustered look on his face. The two of them happened
to have a couple classes together besides homeroom, so they got a
couple chances to talk to each other. At first Leafy wondered if the
strange voice from homeroom came from Monica since she sat in front of
him. Since the strange voice did not match Monica''s, he threw that idea
out the window.
"There''s no need to apologize, but you should hurry up. They''re closing
the school in a few minutes," Monica warned as she gathered her books
into her bag and walked away. As she did, a look of concern crossed her
face as her eyes shifted to the side. She muttered to herself,
"Strange..."
"What? Already?" Leafy asked with a look of suspicion on his face.
Suddenly, a stab of fear went through his body. He really, r