Toko Fukawa

The reels slowly come to a halt and you try to keep your face neutral as they land on possibly the single worst option, three images of Fukawa's face lining up as animated confetti rains down across the screen. The novelist is unpleasant and seemingly entirely self-centred; while you try not to dislike people as a rule in fear of it influencing your conclusions in potential investigations, there is no-one here besides perhaps Celeste that you have a lower opinion of. And then there's the matter of her hygiene. While you find Monokuma's constant jabs at her unfair on principle, there's no denying that the smell that follows the unwashed girl around is foul, and does not make the idea of intimate contact between you appealing. Fukawa is also, you suspect, the most firmly heterosexual girl here, meaning she'll be both clueless and unenthusiastic about bringing you to orgasm. Which you're thinking about in terms of winning the challenge, of course. You don't want to be brought to a mind-shattering climax by another girl. Obviously.

"Puhuhu~! An unlikely couple indeed!" laughs Monokuma. "Mind you, Fukawa-chan in a couple with anyone besides her fingers is pretty unlikely!"

"Sh-shut up!" Fukawa, blushing, glowers at the bear, before rounding on you. "W-we're not a c-couple, ok?! M-Master Togami is the only p-person in th-this class I w-want to t-touch me." She looks down at the floor. "N-not that a d-disgusting girl like me is w-worthy of him..."

"Alright, enough indulging your freaky masochism kink," Monokuma scoffs. "Lets find out our next pairing!" Enoshima is next to have her partner selected, and the slot machine lands on Maizono. Both girls seem fairly relieved; they are reasonably close, but you suspect the main cause for their shared emotion is not being paired with Celeste. Asahina looks positively terrified as she realises what this means for her, and you have to admit that, while still unsure that you wouldn't prefer her over Fukawa, allowing the Ultimate Gambler intimate access to your body is a very intimidating prospect. Celeste herself, meanwhile, seems very happy with the result, a smile playing on her lips.

"And we have our teams!" Monokuma cheers. "Let's get you all in position!" The bear waddles forward and starts to organise you into your pairs, presumably also making sure you're giving his cameras the best angles possible at the same time; he's very insistent on you removing your hands from covering your breasts and vulvas. As you and your **** partner are brought face-to-face, she refuses to make eye-contact with you, and you can smell her body odour already. You can tell this will be far more difficult than the first challenge, but you steel yourself with determination; you cannot allow yourself to be punished. You grimace, hating how easily willing you are to play Monokuma's game, but there's nothing to be done.

"Ok!" the bear trills, finished with his work. "Fukawa-chan, Maizono-chan and Asahina-chan are up first! Make your partners cum as quick as you can! I'll get out of here and leave you sluts to have fun! On the sound of the school bell, you may begin!" He vanishes as promised, and after a few moments of tense silence, the challenge begins.

DING DONG, BING BONG!

Immediately Maizono drops to her knees and starts to lick at the entrance to Enoshima's smooth slit with her tongue. "Ahhnnn~" whines the strawberry-blonde girl. "Y-you could have given me some warning at least!" But Maizono does not relent, continuing to lick greedily at Enoshima's outer folds, occasionally moving to her clit. Her eyes possess the same determination as in the first challenge, and you recall her **** outburst at the results ceremony; escape is very clearly at the front of her mind, and while she may not be as bold in showing it as Celeste, she clearly also intends to play to win.

Celeste clicks her fingers in Asahina's direction. "On your knees," she orders, and the swimmer, blushing, complies, seeming so nervous she's grateful to be told what to do. Celeste closes the distance between herself and Asahina and grabs the back of the girl's hair, pulling her face into her snatch.

"Mmmph~!" Asahina moans into her folds.

Celeste ignores her. "Start licking," she commands. "I'll instruct you in what places to focus on as you go. Once I'm wet enough, stick your tongue inside me." The Ultimate Gambler is clearly leaving nothing to chance in this competition; while you can't see her face, you imagine Asahina is highly embarrassed at the straightforwardness of Celeste's words. Still, the swimmer obeys her instructions, and you hear the sounds of licking and sucking as she throws herself into what you assume is her first time providing cunnilingus. "Mmm~" Celeste hums. "You're quite the natural, I will admit. Submitting to me suits you." Asahina gives a muffled protest, but doesn't stop licking the domineering girl's cunt at any point.

While all this has been happening, Fukawa has stood motionless, face flushed as she glares judgmentally at the activity around her. You can almost feel the robotic tendril around your neck dragging you to your punishment. "Fukawa-san," you say sternly. "I don't want to do this either-"

"O-of course you d-don't!" she interrupts. "Wh-who would w-want to have s-sex with m-me? I-I c-can tell you're all repulsed by how b-bad I smell!"

"That's not what I'm saying," you lie. Well, it's half a lie; it's not all you're saying. "I don't want to **** myself, to play Monokuma's game. But there's no other option right now. Do you want to go through a humiliating sexual punishment that's livestreamed to the whole world?"

Fukawa stays silent.

Stupid question, you grumble internally, and try a different approach. "Don't you want to get out of here? To return to writing your novels, to see..." You consider saying 'your family', but think better of it; nothing about this girl says 'positive home environment' to you. "To see Togami-kun again?" you try instead.

The carrot works where the stick failed. "O-okay..." Fukawa says after some hesitation. "B-But I'm not a l-lesbian! I w-won't enjoy it!"

"That's fine by me," you say, and brace yourself for Fukawa to start eating you out. What happens instead shocks you; the novelist moves towards you and closes her eyes, before pressing her lips against yours. "Mmm~!" you gasp, your eyes widening in shock as your face turns red. My... first kiss... is your first thought, followed by she smells so bad! Regardless, you find yourself closing your eyes and melting into the kiss, the novelist's romantic instincts taking full effect as she starts exploring your mouth with her tongue like a well-practiced expert, despite the fact that you're convinced she's never kissed anyone before. You feel two fingers rub against your labia while a thumb brushes lightly against your clit, and you moan into Fukawa's mouth, your pussy starting to leak juices onto her digits embarrassingly quickly. Years of lonely, pathetic masturbation sessions mean Fukawa's fingers are well-practiced at this particular task, and her ministrations have you feeling breathless before she even puts any fingers inside you. "Mmmph~!" you moan, you inner walls squeezing the two digits she's just inserted into your snatch, shamefully loving how her movements are able to stir up your insides; this feels so much better than when you've fingered yourself.

Fukawa's technique might be incredible for someone who claims not to be a lesbian, but it can't overcome a head-start. "F-fuck~!" whimpers Enoshima from a short distance away. "Fuck, Maizono-san, you're good at this! Ahhh... ahhhh~~! Cumming~!!!" Fukawa, realising you've lost the first point, seems to turn the romantic switch in her brain off immediately, breaking off the kiss as suddenly as she'd started it and fixing you with a blushing glare before turning away. You are absolutely baffled by the girl's behaviour, but in your aroused state you're far more interested in what's going on with Enoshima's team, turning your gaze to find the model supporting herself on one of the bathhouse walls, struggling to stand as she bucks her hips against Maizono's face that's buried in her cunt. The idol clearly has had just as much experience with eating pussy in her career as she has with sucking cock, and continues to lick at Enoshima's spasming sex as if it's second nature. She finally comes up for air, her face covered in Enoshima's girlcum, looking embarrassed yet intensely satisfied with the result as her partner rides out the rest of her climax, struggling to catch her breath.

"The first point goes to Sayaka Maizono and Junko Enoshima!" Monokuma announces over the PA system.

"Dammit!" curses Celeste, "so close!" Her frustration is clearly as much sexual as it is competitive, her pussy dripping juices onto the floor as an incredibly flustered Asahina kneels a short distance away from her, staring at Enoshima and Maizono in disappointment.

"Puhuhuhu~! Well, don't just stand there!" Monokuma cackles. "Round two starts now! Kirigiri-chan, Enoshima-chan, Miss Ludenberg - you're up! Or, should I say, down? Puhuhuhuhu!"

All you want to do after Fukawa's skilful fingering is pleasure yourself, but you **** yourself to push that desire out of your head. This isn't about feeling good, you tell yourself sternly. This is... just a means to end. It's all about surviving Monokuma's game. Trying desperately to detach from the confusing feelings swirling around your brain and snatch, you sink to your knees in front of Fukawa, taking a deep breath as you shove your face into her cunt, feeling her coarse pubic hair tickle your nose as you begin to lick.