Shuichi faces the girls three on one

Before Shuichi could formulate a plan, he found himself pulled down to the floor by Angie's henchmen, Kirumi and Himiko-- the girls were too crazed by the club music to worry about little things like how unhygienic the floor might be or trivial matters like his consent. Angie stood by the door, nodding with approval, as Kirumi moved to hold onto his legs. His dick was already out, pointing up to the ceiling, but she wiggled his trousers further down his legs, either to make escape more difficult or to get access to the rest of his lower body. In the mean time, Himiko subdued his arms, pulling them over his head while staring down into his face with an irritable frown on her pouty lips.

He knew that if Himiko got a good look at his cock, her trigger would take over, forcing her to pounce him with all the **** of the trigger. Luckily, her view was locked on his face instead, for the moment.

"Why didn't you pick me during the game just now, Shuichi? Haven't you been interested in me ever since the pool?" the magician asked, lowering her eyebrows with a grumpy expression. "Or are you the kind of guy who gets bored after just one fling? I'm a magician, you know? I can do all kinds of cool things that'd keep sex interesting, nyeh!"

"Now now. Saihara is the type who has the sexual stamina to satisfy any number of women, that much is clear. A man like that will naturally desire a plethora of sexual partners, not just a single partner," Kirumi suggested, already wrapping her gloved hand around Shuichi's shaft and beginning to stroke it up and down, turning the lingering stiffness into a rock-hard erection once again.

"Nyahaha! And I am the generous benefactor who will allow my followers to experience Shuichi's divine meat as much as they want!" Angie reminded the two of them from the doorway. From his spot on the floor-- looking past Kirumi's shoulder-- he could see Angie working up and down her slit with two fingers and rubbing the nub with one thumb, indecently dripping just from watching the others at work.

"Everyone, stop... my g-girlfriend is just in the other room..." Shuichi appealed to their rationality.

"Nyeeeh! Don't be mean, Shuichi! Didn't I just tell you how mad I am you gave me the snub?" Himiko complained, then readjusted her position, sitting her naked butt directly atop of Shuichi's face before he could protest. That wasn't good-- several of his options to negotiate or use triggers would be restricted if he couldn't use his voice! The Headmaster Authority was now beyond his reach. A sneaky smile spread onto Himiko's face as she began to slide her pussy up and down against his lips. "You've got a silver tongue, huh? That's how you get all the ladies... You're surprisingly slick! It's almost like magic. So let's see you use that silver tongue right now, nyeh!"

Shuichi knew that was code for "lick my pussy" and, following along, he worked his lips and tongue against the oppressive, smothering surface of her pussy as she sat her full weight down upon his face. He could handle this relatively easily, given how light she was, but he still found himself screwing up his brow in consternation-- that was because, down below, Kirumi wasn't taking it easy on him either.

The woman had finished with her handjob and now proved his earlier hunch, slipping her tight pussy down onto his cock-- she was completely bare underneath her long skirt. Even when she'd opened the door for the group to enter the club as the picture of elegance and grace, she was already without panties and probably dripping wet. He couldn't see much of anything past Himiko blocking his vision, but he could feel her riding him up and down, applying her full effort into milking more of his cum and becoming the first girl of the day to receive a creampie. "I'm sorry to burden you like this, Saihara, but it's my turn to help Yonaga!" The way she was deflecting the responsibility didn't fit with her usual manners, but it was probably the only way she could rationalize her behavior to herself without injuring her pride.

Shuichi wasn't sure who was going to cum first in this scenario, but it likely wouldn't stop either of the girls if they did-- this wouldn't end until he released, and it might not even end there, given his enhanced stamina. Even aside from the need of escape, Shuichi couldn't allow himself to impregnate Kirumi, who was just a victim of the crazy music in this place. He needed to find a way to get out of this scenario before he shot his load.

"Ooo-ooooh... Nyeeeh... D-Do you do this for your girlfriend too, Shuichi? So you doing this with me kind of makes me like your girlfriend," Himiko moaned from her perch atop the young man's face, pressing her hands to his chest and wiggling her hips back and forth so that her wet pussy smeared across his face, dragging his nose back and forth against her pale flesh.

"I'm certain you've done this with your girlfriend before. Vaginal intercourse! That's-- mmm-mmmmm!" Kirumi paused, shuddering with excitement as she pushed his cock deep inside and squeezed it, trying hard to get him to release. It felt as though she may be hitting her own climax, but rather than stopping, she simply renewed her own efforts with vigor, bouncing up and down on his lap. "That's probably not the relationship you and I would ever have, but if it helps to treat me as your girlfriend, please do. Please cum inside me, Saihara! It is not gentlemanly to let me finish by myself!"

In this case, it was gentlemanly, and Shuichi knew it. But he couldn't hold off much longer-- Kirumi might not ordinarily give sexual favors, but she turned out to be extremely good at it, when she applied herself. There had to be something in his triggers that could help him out of the jam! He went over in his head what triggers applied to the two and came to his answer...

The position Himiko had moved into was good for restraining his head and mouth, but not so good at stopping him from using his hands. With a sense of desperation, he snapped to get Kirumi's attention, then pointed over his shoulder with one finger. He thought he might be able to direct her towards the sink using Totally Soaked, which would get her off of him and allow him to throw off Himiko in the process.

... Instead, he immediately got the sense that he'd misaimed. Instead of getting off of him, she leaned over without leaving her sitting position, then pressed one hand to Himiko's groin. Then, with the ruthless efficiency of a machine, she began grinding her palm against her pubic triangle, her fingers against her exposed pussy, and the centers of her fingers against her nub, while Shuichi's fingers continued to work her from further below.

"Nuwooooh! K-Kiruuumi! Whaaaat?!" she asked, rolling her eyes upward as she was suddenly attacked from two directions. "W-Why meee?!"

Instead of answering, Kirumi moved one hand to the other girl's breast and began teasing the left nipple, then grabbed her lips hard onto the right nipple, sucking it hard and circling the tip with her tongue.

"Nyeeeeeh!"

Unable to stop herself, Himiko lifted her hips up and began squirting while moaning into the empty air, making a terribly undignified face as a powerful squirt released from her pussy onto both Kirumi's skirt and Shuichi's blazer. The spray didn't stop, coming out harder and harder as Kirumi continued to work her slit. True to the trigger's definition, Kirumi had found a source of water to get herself Totally Soaked.

Shuichi saw his opportunity! With Himiko off of her face and Kirumi prioritizing her new target, Shuichi slid his body up and away from the others, then clamored up to his feet as fast as he could. There was only one thing left standing in his way: Angie Yonaga, her brown skin totally bare as she spread her arms and blocked the door's frame. "Nya ha ha ha! Try to get past me and I'll give you a biiig hug with all the strength of Atua!" she warned him, her big grin daring him to try.

He was willing to take his chances! With all the strength granted to him by enhanced stamina, he barreled towards her, causing her to jump to the right to avoid him. It turned out this wasn't just her trying to avoid harm-- with a big giggle, she grabbed hold of his pants and yanked them down to his ankles, causing him to trip and fall on his face in the hallway. He just barely angled to land on his knees rather than having his erection hit against the floor of the club.

Angie pulled harder, wiggling his legs out from the pants and then standing back up ahead of him. She wrapped the trousers into a headband, making just one article of clothing for herself. "Nyahaha! Let's all take Shuichi's clothes. We're the Shuichi hunters!" she announced to the others. When they didn't respond, she put on a pout remniscent of Himiko's. "Heeey! I said we're the Shuichi hunters! Why are you two playing around down there?!"

"I don't knoooo-wohohooooo!" Himiko moaned, as Kirumi continued to drench herself and more and more of the other girl's pussy juice, now pressing her face into the cleft and digging her tongue in.

Shuichi took the moment of distraction to check the woman's bathroom-- locked! He couldn't leave without rescuing Kaede and Maki first. If they were trapped in here, they'd end up no better than the other three. He especially couldn't have Maki enter that sort of state. After all, she was one of the few friends here he knew in his bones was real-- she'd shared all the killing game experiences with him. He couldn't abandon her!

Instead of fiddling with the door any longer, Shuichi ran past, trying to gain distance from Angie. She was hot on his heels, but with the head start, he ran for the one place he knew had a lockable door: the VIP room on the second floor. The girl chased him like a demon, living up to her group's new name, and nearly caught him until she tripped and ate carpet at the top of the staircase. "Nyahahaha! Ouch!" she giggled for just a moment, before hopping back to her feet and resuming the chase.

Huffing with exertion, Shuichi turned the corner, entered the VIP room, and then slammed the door behind him. The door rattled and shook as Angie beat against it like some sort of monster. He placed as much distance between that door and himself as possible, then spoke quietly. "Monaphie... Monotaro... Get out here, quick...!"

Hearing the call, the half-red bear suddenly appeared from the closet, tumbling out and onto the floor. "Heeey! Check your Monopad already! Don't you wanna see missions you've cleared?! Did you forget the special missions Monophie and I lined up for you?!" Monotaro chastized him, pulling out a ninja star to jab at his chest a few times. "And put some pants on! I'm not like Monaphie, I don't wanna see a boy's ding-dong! If you had it covered up, you'd be a little girly, but with that thing slappin' around-"

"I don't have any pants!" Shuichi retorted through clenched teeth, self-consciously attempting to cross his hands over his bare crotch. "N-Now, I need to use the Headmaster's Authority! I need you to order Angie to unlock the door to the women's bathroom and then order her cult to stand down!"

"Okaaay... Ahem. Ahem. Actually, this is kind of cool! I don't get to make announcements too often by myself, ya' know? It's usually with the other cubs or the boss! Heh heh," the bear laughed to himself, before Shuichi gave him a glare to make him hurry up. "Fine, fine. Attention, Angie Yonaga! Attention, Angie Yonaga! Unlock the women's bathroom on the first floor of the Bear-It-All Strip Club and then stand down, along with the rest of your crew, in the boy's bathroom. You get all that? Good! Go do it!"

To Shuichi's surprise, the bear's voice reverberated throughout the whole club-- he had a sense it might even be playing through the speakers in other areas. It appeared that one potential drawback of the Headmaster's Authority would be that ever student in the entire campus would hear it, no matter where they were. If the commands always worked to further his own interests, that would certainly draw suspicion to himself...

... Still, it seemed like the right choice here. Shuichi heard soft footsteps on carpet as Angie left to take care of the task at hand. He let out a sigh of relief, collapsing his bare butt onto the carpet and breathing heavily. This was more physical than anything he'd done during the killing game, short of when they'd tried to navigate that huge chasm leading to the fake exit.

He looked up to see Monotaro watching him, causing him to grimace. "What?"

"Aren't you going to check that Monopad? I told you that you'd wanna check it, right?"

Finally obliging, Shuichi reached to take out his monopad... Then slapped his forehead. Of course. It was left in the pocket of the pants that were currently wrapped around Angie Yonaga's head. At least he could probably reclaim it without her putting up a fight now, couldn't he...?

...

The answer turned out to be no. Angie and her crew stood out of the way of the girl's bathroom, with Angie wearing his pants around her head and Kirumi wearing his cap, now totally soaked in Himiko's pussy juice. Himiko stood leaning against the wall, twitching and looking red-faced from all the action. "Shuichiii! I dunno what kind of deal you struck with the headmaster, but we unlocked the door, just like you said! He didn't say anything about giving you your pants back, though!" Angie protested, standing with a frown on her face and her arms cross at her bare breasts.

"Angie... Am I really supposed to go back outside with no pants?"

"Yep! Or cap or shirt either!" she explained. "We're the Shuichi Hunters and we all need a uniform! Himiko over there needs your shirt! Atua demands we see our prey in the nude!"

Shuichi stood guarding his dick, red-faced as the three girls watched him intently. "Let's make a deal... I'll give you my shirt if you'll just let me have what was in my pockets," he offered.

"Deal! Nyahaha! All that was in there was your Monopad! We all have one of those anyway! I'll take that shirt, that tie, and that blazer!"

"I thought we agreed on just the shirt..."

"All of it or no Monopad!"

It wasn't exactly a deal, but Shuichi got what he wanted-- he was left holding the monopad over his excited groin as the women ogled his naked body. "Th-Thanks..."

"Don't mention it! Atua is a benevolent god!" Angie concurred, busily wrapping the shirt and tie around Himiko's head as she talked. She wiggled her tanned butt back and forth, humming a tune as she worked. "You know, we're all reeeally horny, Shuichi! We're not going after you again because the headmaster made it sound like he might expel us, but don't think we're done hunting you. The Shuichi Hunters will let you free from here for now, but we'll be after you again in no time!"

"Angie... You and the others need to get away from this club. I'm serious: this place is dangerous," Shuichi warned them, gulping and trying to act tough as he shivered with nothing but a small tablet for coverage. Of course, they'd seen everything already, but his dignity demanded he try-- plus, if Himiko saw his dick, she'd go after it due to the Boner Emergency.

"It's only dangerous for you, Shuichi. Because we're the Shuichi Hunters and we crave red meat! Nyahahaha!"

Seeing he'd be unable to reason with her, Shuichi shifted his priorities to the others, opening the girl's bathroom to release Kaede and Maki. The two stumbled out, seemingly having been pressed against the door. They'd redressed in the fetish versions of their school outfits, which were still something to see... but a part of Shuichi had to admit, he'd been hoping to see them as naked as Angie, or himself, for that matter.

"O-Oh. Shuichi..." Kaede muttered, her eyes traveling first downward, then back up to lock his eyes. A red flush spread across her face as she waved her hands in embarrassment. "D-Don't worry! I'm not looking!"

Maki gave a quiet "hmph" then wandered past the two, towards the exit of the club. "If you were looking, it would be fine. You're his girlfriend, right? I wouldn't be embarrassed about that, if it was me in your place," she warned Kaede and tempted Shuichi. The swish of her hips revealed the back of the tiny, thong-shaped fetish gym shorts she was wearing as she continued her path to the exit without any further words.

"Oh. That's right. I think there was... a new rule at the school that... th-that it's okay to be naked so... so I guess it's fine if I look a little," Kaede murmured, her eyes now rooted on the indecent half of Shuichi's body. "Gosh... You're thinner than I am."

Shuichi gulped, pushing the monopad tighter to his groin. He remembered now: the Nudist Colony trigger. It was making it so that Maki and Kaede both found it okay to look at his naked body. On one hand, having those girls shamelessly eye his bare butt and try to get glimpses at his dick was pretty embarrassing, but on the other hand, they'd already seen that part of him once before. Plus, if he thought about it... this was going to be useful on the outside. He'd just lost all of his clothes. Without this trigger, everyone would have serious questions when he stepped out of the strip club naked.

For now, he wanted to put as much distance between the club and himself as possible, but most importantly, to rescue anyone he could from its effects. He head for the doorway out with Kaede in tow, knowing Maki would be waiting just outside for him. He really did need to do what Monotaro suggested and check the pad... but it seemed like it might be a little while before he could manage that. Having attentive girlfriends was a blessing and a curse.

Assigned Triggers:

Miu Iruma- Level 1 Anytime Take That! (Off)

Tsumugi Shirogane- Level 1 Anytime Dirty Talk, Level 1 Anytime Grope Forgiveness

Kirumi Tojo- Level 1 Anytime Totally Soaked

Tenko Chabashira- Level 1 Anytime Shake it, Baby

Maki Harukawa- Total Game Ignorance

Himiko Yumeno- Total Game Ignorance, Level 1 Anytime Boner Emergency!

K1-B0- Total Game Ignorance

Available to Use/Assign:

Level 3 Daily Wardrobe Change

Level 1 Anytime Headmaster Authority

Passives:

Self Virility Vitamin XXX

Self Nudisty Colony

Global Desire Multiplier