"And now we come to the third chapter... AKA Lesson III," Rock grumbled
as he stood in front of the unseen audience.
He crossed his arms and
scowled, "What I wanna know is.. what the hell happened to the 13th
part of SDF? Stupid author couldn''t just finish my story before
starting up this series."
"I am sure he has a good reason for doing so," Monica/Motoko placed a
hand on Rock''s arm to console his anger. For some odd (maybe not,
considering who the author is) reason, the Japanese girl was completely
nude save for the chain belt around her waist and the shinken that was
attached to it.
"Yeah, I- wha... why are you naked?" Rock exclaimed with wide eyes as
soon as he noticed the state of undress that his companion was in.
After a few seconds of silence, a perverse look etched across his face.
With lustful eyes, he dangled his fingers in the air as if ready to
tear open a wrapped gift. "I see... I see now... I forgive you, Mr.
Author."
"No! That is not why!" Monica screamed as she dashed away from Rock
while covering her breasts and womanhood with her arms and hands. She
slammed the bottom of her
right foot into her classmate''s chin all the
while shouting, "Did you not read the last chapter? I was fighting Sera
in the end and I did not have any clothes on!"
"Ow... damn hack of a writer..." Rock grumbled as he slumped to the
ground with fresh blood coming out of his nose. "Give me a break
already..."
"*We''ll be starting this chapter from where we left off,*" Monica
explained while still covering her private parts from the unseen
audience. "*We hope that you enjoy this chapter at least as much as the
first two. The author would also like to apologize for the crappiness
in the second chapter and will try to make it up to you with more sex
scenes... right after my fight.*"
*****
"Excuse me, is this the chess club?" Domino, AKA Thirteen and Leafy,
asked as he entered the classroom. The classroom lights were off and
only one of the windows was open. As a result, the room was completely
dark save for a sliver of light that fell upon a newly set up
chessboard.
A hand reached out from the darkness and moved the fourth black pawn
from the left two spaces forward. The hand retreated into the darkness
and Tim''s voice replied, "Yeah... it is."
Title: WTF High''s School Defense Force - Lesson III
Class: 4D
Room: 104
The Enchantress versus the Demon Huntress! Alright, a catfight! Er... sort of... (runs off to check wikipedia''s definition)
Two days ago...
"*I''m Motoko Kurenai, fourth disciple of the Double-Sword
Devil-Slayer,*" Motoko shot back with gritted teeth bared at her
opponent. She could not believe it, but she was still getting excited!
The thought of fighting nakedly against this stronger foe was getting
her aroused. Her heart was racing and adrenaline was reintroduced into
her veins once more. She was going to have the time of her life.
The first thing Motoko did was back off and resheathe her sword at a
distance from her opponent. The metallic alloy of the blade screamed
into the air as it instantly returned to its sheath. She made a small
hop over a bench so that she was crouching behind it. The sword girl
reached around behind her back with her right middle finger and thumb
and gripped a barely noticeable metal orb that was sticking out of the
sheath right below the handguard. The metal orb was around the size of
a push pin and a thin chain was attaching it to the sheath.
As Motoko harshly ripped the small orb from the sheath, the chain grew
longer until it was around the Japanese girl''s waist. With the chain
around her waist, she pushed the metal orb into a small hole in the
sheath that was opposite of where the chain started. A small click
was heard and the chain hugged snuggly against the soft flesh that was
Monica''s hips. Now she was free to use both hands without fear of
losing her sheath.
"You''re a hto challenge me and a thousand years
early to defeat me," Sera smirked as she whipped out her right arm and
swung it ferociously until her hand was pointing slightly to her left.
The white scarf on her right flew forth and made a beeline towards
Motoko in sync with the demoness'' arm movement.
"*Damn bitch ain''t seen nothing yet,*" Motoko spat as she rose sharply
with all of her weight shifted onto her left foot. Her right foot flew
upwards and slammed against the underside of the bench that was in
front of her. The side of the bench that was on Motoko''s right flew
upwards with the legs on the left end acting as the pivotal point. The
top part of the bench slammed against the incoming scarf
attack and
pushed it to the side. Seeing an opening, the young demon huntress
dashed forth and her hand on the hilt of her sword. In the corner of
her eye she saw the bench snap in half, which surprisingly did not faze
her in the least.
"Are you forgetting my other scarf, girl?" Sera chuckled as she pulled
her right hand back and threw a left hook at the same time. In
response, the right scarf returned to its owner''s side while the left
scarf flew out and made an arc so that it was aiming from Motoko''s
right side. It was obvious that the scarves were mimicking Sera''s every
movement and judging from the broken bench, they weren''t going to be
soft taps against the skin.
"Kuso..." Motoko growled under her breathe as soon as she noticed the
attack. If she sped up she could avoid the attack, but she would be in
between Sera and a possible attack from behind. If she stopped she
could also avoid the attack that way, but she would be cut off from her
opponent by a possible backlash attack. There was no time to think, so
she reacted instinctively.
"Oh?" Sera blinked in surprise as the tip of the shinken blade rose
upwards towards her face. Motoko met the attacking scarf with the
bottom of her right foot raised at face level. She kicked the underside
of the scarf in order to redirect the attack so that it passed above
her head. At the same time, she drew her blade and made a vertical
upward slash towards the chin.
"*Huh?*" Motoko suddenly found herself sinking sharply to the floor and
her attack shifted towards Sera''s left side. The blade swung harmlessly
past the blonde''s left shoulder as the Japanese girl''s left ankle was
dragged to the side. The young demon huntress looked down and noticed
that Sera''s right scarf managed to snag her ankle. As she sank towards
the floor, she narrowed her eyes, gripped the hilt with both hands, and
swung downwards.
"Heh... I see lots of potential here," Sera smirked as she caught the
blade with her left hand before it reached her milky white skin.
Surprisingly, though perhaps not too surprisingly, the blade drew no
blood from her hand. While gripping the blade, she yanked the sword out
of the shocked girl''s hands. Once her opponent was unarmed, she planted
the bottom of her right foot onto the Japanese girl''s face and pushed
her backwards.
"*Wha... I lost...*" Motoko gasped in shock as soon as her bare back
was against the floor. She knew her opponent was strong, but she
thought she had at least a chance of winning. The only reason she lost
to the masked woman was because of the zapper wards and Sera defeated
the masked woman with a sneak attack. With those in mind, she was sure
she was able to win in a one on one fight.
The Japanese teen snapped out of it when she felt a scarf wrap around
her right ankle. She looked down in time to notice that the scarves
were pulling her ankles apart and forcing her to do the splits. The
scarves appeared as though they were threaded through an invisible
pulley attached the bottom of the walls opposite of each other. Her
buttocks dragged along the floor and her wet pussy made a small trail
of girl cum.
"Interesting, you were leaking during that last attack," Sera not