Submit to Sumin's hypnosis and have a vivid wet dream about Keiko

"He he he... You're not nodding, but I can tell from that little string of drool that you picked yes. Bon voyage-gee, Katappashikara!" she giggled, as your vision began to fade.

When you awoke, you saw your room's alarm clock reading just past three A.M. Sumin had told you that you'd go into a deep sleep, but shit, you felt sore as heck. It felt like you'd been sleeping on the floor instead of in an arm-chair. It seemed like Sumin and Keiko had both awoken at some point and gotten off the bed. The Ray-V was still on, playing some music video where an outrageously sexy pop star was twerking to music. Somewhere, water was running...

Hm... Water?

The sound of the water squeaked to a stop. You wanted to check who was in the bathroom, but your whole body felt so heavy, you couldn't move a muscle... you were basically glued to your chair. As you tried to work up the energy, your priestess emerged from the suite's bathroom, her body clad only in a knee-length towel, wrapped about her bust. Her skin was still lightly damp as she toweled off her glamorous, brown-black hair. Her face became slightly red as she noticed you staring. "Katappashikara-dono... I apologize. I thought you may still be asleep. We do not have decent showers down in the priestess' area, so... I thought I would take the opportunity. I apologize," she finished, bowing deeply... so deeply that you could see the nearly the whole of her bosom.

You wanted to tell her it was okay, but the words wouldn't come out of your mouth. You felt as though your body was frozen.

Keiko watched the line of your gaze, then stepped aside, turning to the Ray-V set. "Oh... You were watching this? Do you like dancers like this?" she questioned, crossing her arms and raising one eyebrow.

The word "yes" fell out of your mouth, unbidden. Next, you said, "I admire their athleticism and training."

"Athleticism and training, huh?" Keiko questined, lowering her eyebrows and seeming somehow offended. "That sort of thing isn't so hard to master..."

You heard yourself say, "then try it..."

The priestess' face glowed red as she considered the implications. "With... With the butt...?" she questioned, looking between you and the Ray-V. You nodded, feeling a million miles away. She drew up her quivering lip, looking somewhat offended, then swiped one arm. "Fine! I'll do it, if only to show you how easy it is!" In the next moment, she was on her knees... then spread her legs, showing remarkable flexibility in her low split... then began to shake her towel-clad ass like the girl on Ray-V she was watching. Hers didn't have the volume of Sumin's ass... if it did, it would probably be quite a significant jiggle. Instead, most of the pleasure to be found was from the fact that the towel was doing a very poor job of hiding anything from this angle, allowing you to see both her pussy and flashes even of her asshole as she worked it in an unpracticed fashion. "This... Is more embarrassing than I thought it would be," Keiko protested, hiding her face by keeping it turned away from you.

Excitedly, you urged her to continue, but harder. You felt your own hand, unseen by her, move to your dick and free it from your pants. You began to stroke it... only, it felt like it wasn't you doing it. You felt somehow like a disembodied penis, as though the sensation on your penis was very real, but the rest of the nerves in your body all belonged to someone else.

Keiko picked up speed, making small gasps as she attempted to match the pace of the girls on TV. She barely seemed to notice when the towel fell off, allowing you to see her full, damp body now, from her shoulders, to her back, to both full cheeks of her ass, and even occasional glimpses of her cute, palm-sized breasts. The dance was awkward, but also, supremely erotic, maybe even more so by how little it fit her. You felt the blood rushing to your penis and knew your ejaculation would be quick.

"Well? I told you it was easy... This isn't a real dance...!" Keiko spoke through gasps, as she began to swing her hips in a circular motion and reached behind herself to pull apart her cheeks, so that you could see the pussy and additional hole more clearly. It seemed she was inviting you, not simply dancing. "I admit... the dance was... not really important. If... If you're ready... I am also ready," she continued in a breathy tone.

You wanted to say yes, but the word wouldn't come out. You wanted to stand up and put it in (either hole), but you couldn't do that either. Instead, you released your godly semen in a powerful, long-reaching blast; the gloppy stuff coated...

... your Ray-V set. Even as you applauded yourself for the otherworldly range and power of that ejaculation, you cursed Sumin. You'd awoken now to find you barely had any time left to shower and get ready for your match, plus, you'd coated a straight line of your room in cum. Keiko nor Sumin was anywhere to be found. Shit! You couldn't tell if that dream was worth holding on to or if the memory would just make you angry later...

You hurriedly showered, then dressed in your thankfully easy to fasten toga and ran downstairs.