Hmmm, a yandere character would be perfect! (Stalker/Killer crush girl path)

With your sketchbook in hand you start to look for characters that would be a bit more....deadly. Something cute or with guns probably wouldn't work (no clue how ammo would work...yet)....oh! You think of the perfect helper. Someone who would protect you no matter what, is uncaring and lethal in every way. This new world is crazy, and what better way to survive than have your own crazy backing you up?

Illustrations you drew to give to a solo game director making a Yandere Simulator game some more material jump out at you. Ayano Aishi is perfect. A teenage Japanese schoolgirl complete with pleated blue skirt, black thigh high tights, dark ponytailed hair, and that uniform that always just flat-out-does-it-for-you.

"Whatcha looking at there chief?" Mike says as he looks over your shoulder. "She from your school or something? Looks kinda moody to me, but she has some great curves under that uniform for sure! Amiright or what?"

'God he's annoying...' you think to yourself as you jam your slightly bleeding finger to your best looking sketch of Ayano. As soon as your blood hits the page you see your sketch slowly move. Too cool! The sketch turns and Ayano's lips move to your bleeding finger, she looks like she's sucking it. Your vision swims. Despite your blood leaving your body at an alarming rate you can't help but moan. What a rush. Creating life from your own drawings....you feel like a god.

"Mmmm. Senpai," Ayano groans. Her form coming off the page and quickly growing into her full size, kneeling in front of you. "Your blood is...inside...me." Her eyes close as she shudders happily. Her hands run down her buxom breasts, to her narrow waist, and wide hips. She moans as she presses both hands into her crotch and rocks her hips forward. "Oooo, Senpai."

Your boner would be full mast from that performance if you weren't so drained. You slump to the ground, all energy literally drained from you.

"No! Senpai!" Ayano crawls on all fours, quickly straddling you. Her full breasts brush you as she leans over your barely conscious form.

"Wow, you really did a number on the poor guy chickie," Mike walks up from the side and lightly nudges your head with his foot.

Ayano glares at Mike. "Don't touch him! He's mine!" Her eyes stare daggers at Mike, her hand drifts behind her back...

"Hey, calm down would ya? You look like someone peed in your Cheerios," Mike takes a step back with his hands up.

Ayano's eye twitches as she stands coolly. Her face is impassive, devoid of any warmth. She advances towards Mike, backing him into a wall.

"W-what's your problem?" Mike stares up at Ayano, fear in his eyes.

"Senpai....is mine," Ayano states firmly. She holds Mikes' gaze with her own as she leans downward. With an almost impossible swiftness, Ayano slashes out with a narrow blade. Mike gasps his last breath. His throat oozes inky blood briefly before his whole form melts into a puddle. Ayano stands over Mike's puddle, watching as the last of him dissolves into inky blood. She kneels down, fingers tracing circles along the puddles' surface. You can barely hear her whispering to herself. "Mine......mine......mine."

The puddle shrinks as Ayano absorbs it with her fingertips. You see her back quiver as she moans deeply. Her head rolls to the side to look at you laying behind her. "Mine forever," Ayano rasps as her head twitches slightly.

You think to yourself, "What have I done...?"

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(Hope you liked that! It's VERY inspired by a cool game being made by a one-man (with volunteers) developer currently creating Yandere Simulator. Look it up on Youtube, he's pretty great at updates.

Soundtrack while writing; Yandere-chan vs. Yandere-Kun https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f3B6N4ENzbY Check it out!

Great channel; https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCUp-n2YD2MD3nTjh0VUtP5A

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