"Mom, your voice sounds weird. Are you okay?" Shizuku's voice was closer now.
"I... I just stubbed my toe! I'm fine! Just need a minute!" Akari stammered.
Ugh... mm!
She covered her mouth, her breathing becoming heavy as her eyes glazed over.
"Alistair... slow down... at least... until Shizuku leaves..." she whispered, pleading as he pounded her against the wall.
"Mom, do you know where he went? His clothes are still hanging here, but he's not around."
"Seems you have more questions to answer, Teacher~" Alistair whispered into her ear, his hips slamming into her with relentless force.
"He... he's wearing your father's clothes! Just going to the convenience store! Go back to your room and study! Didn't you say you wanted to get into Tokyo University?"
Akari yelled through the door. She tried to sound stern, but the way her body was being rearranged turned her voice into a tremulous, erotic mess.
Shizuku, listening through the door, didn't notice the nuance. The mention of "Tokyo University" was enough to make her want to avoid a lecture. She decided to go back to her room.
Wait, those clothes in the basket... they aren't just Mom's. I saw Dad wearing that big shirt once.
Curious, Shizuku walked back to the bathroom. Dad isn't even home.
"Mmm~ Alistair, too... too hard... hah... hah..."
Akari's eyes were rolling back. She clung to Alistair's shoulder.
"What? You want me to go harder? If you say so, Teacher." Alistair smirked, his "piston" movements accelerating. White "waves" of friction formed with every collision.
Slap, slap, slap, slap—
The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed through the door, muffled but unmistakable.
Gulp.
Shizuku pressed her ear to the door. Her heart raced.
Is it Mom and Alistair?
Her hand shook. She couldn't believe it, yet she felt an overwhelming surge of excitement. The thrill of breaking moral taboos was intoxicating.
Should I... should I go in?
She gripped the door handle, her breath hitching. But her mother's authority was still a wall she feared to climb.
"Mmm-ugh!"
Akari threw her head back with a muffled moan. Alistair's high-intensity assault finally broke her. Her mind went blank as she clung to him, her body going limp after the "volcano" of pleasure erupted.
"Done already?" Alistair teased. Suddenly, Akari's eyes snapped open with a glazed, hungry look.
"Done? I'm just getting started. If my student is this good, the teacher has to keep up."
She grabbed a "grape" and shoved it toward his mouth. "Here, Alistair. Double the fun, double the pleasure~"
She was completely uninhibited now. Alistair, caught off guard by the sudden shift in personality, took the bait.
Damn my XP! Alistair thought, redoubling his efforts.
"Don't... don't do it inside... it's too thick... there will be a baby..." Akari whimpered, but she wasn't pulling away.
Alistair hit "Overdrive." His [Pheromones] were at maximum. He slammed into her dozens of times a second. Akari couldn't even think.
Slap!
One final, violent thrust. Alistair's "cannon" discharged its white torrent directly into her "original soil"—the place that had once birthed Shizuku.
Akari opened her mouth to scream, but no sound came out. Her mind was a white void of pure instinct.
Outside, Shizuku heard the silence and knew the "game" was over. She touched her panties; they were soaked through. Her legs were shaking so hard she could barely stand.
She crept away, limping back toward her room before she could be caught.