Kids, for the second time, do not ditch school!

Chapter 4

A Girl Who Would Dress Like the Sky

It was a last week of our school year… Being a middle-schooler felt so… impatient. I should have cherished those days earlier. Girls’ talk, boys, new interests. I remember seeing a yuri doujinshi. Just a few pages. I screamed and turned my head away… Did it feel good? I should have gathered more strength, because even since then I thought ‘I should have had more strength.’ If my parents didn’t put a paranoid anti-porn protection on my PC, I could have read some… Erotic manga online. But I couldn’t even find Yuri. They said they would find a smarter software that wouldn’t be paranoid, but they never had time to get to it.

My name is Miyamoto Emi. I have brown hair just over the bottom line of my chin. I never let it reach my shoulders. I went to middle school. Was I 2nd grade or 3rd grade? I don’t remember which grade I was. I had been wanting to buy new clothes and become a happy teenager ever since the summer before, but I was too shy to tell it to my parents. But in the time of this story I was just a little bit more grown up. I told my parents I wanted to buy new summer clothes. They didn’t complain. They were glad to see their child going through puberty.

I took off to Hikaru-san... She told me to call her Hikaru-chan, to make her feel younger. Was she scared of dying? Why? Anyway, it was a last week of school year. Or 2 weeks. I bought one sky-blue T-shirt with round and intervening pink strokes on the front. Pink reminding me of this change, my happy girlishness, innocence and my new lust. Most of the smooth, round strokes went through the surface of my little developing breasts, sensitive pillows that would one day rest a man, and long time after have a child sleep on them. I wanted to wear no bra below it, but I would need to be careful there would be no one around but my girls. What if I was at home? I wanted to wear it at home too. If ceiling would be the floor, my t-shirt would be the blue sky, with pink ribbon hiding the hot sun. It looked great even when I fixed it above my belly. So sexy… It could be worn outside normally, and like that on the beach.

Next I looked at sexy shorts. You… Uh… You know, those short shorts that cover your bottom and a little bit below. First ones I tried looked like denim shorts, but were elastic. I loved how they would stand out my curves. I tried several of short shorts, but didn’t come out of the dressing room. It… Did it look slutty? They would follow the surface of my butt, and they were all really short. Pink, denim-like, black… They turned me on. I wish I could watch myself in the mirror longer, but being so young, and not on my period, I forgot to put on the everyday maxi pads. I sustained from getting moist, but I was still worried I might juice up the crotch on these. I thought I’d go rather easy for the start. I took thin denim shorts, you know, normally short shorts, which were tight on my butt. It looked summer-ish. The previous ones probably weren’t slutty but… I wanted to ask my friends what they thought about those first.

And the third thing, a cheap summer dress. I took the yellow one with light blue flowers. If the sky was all sun, the dress would be the sky, and the blur flowers would be stars… When I put the 3 items on the counter, Hikaru-chan told me they are great choice. I was 100 yen short, but she told me I can just bring them there later when I have them. She was such a good woman…

My friends told me… Oh, how ironic. I was wearing my t-shirt and the shorts, and I worried the clothes might be slutty, but they called them childish. I didn’t want to bling. It was summer, I wanted to be the sky. But they said my clothes were beautiful anyway.

On my way home I was greeted by a beautiful girl:
“This looks awesome!” She said. “You look like the sky with a ribbon floating in it!”
‘Who is this stranger?’ I thought. ‘She is beautiful…’ She had long, straight hair… ‘If I am the day sky, she is the night…’
“Oh my, I am so sorry.” She said with a gentle, embarrassed smile on her face. “My name is Sairenji Sanae. I just moved here. I’ll be transferring to nearby middle school when summer passes.”
‘I see… She is new around here, and wants to make acquaintances. She looks a bit older… Taller than me for more than a head. Would she start the last year of middle school?’
“It is nice to meet you.” I said. “My name is Hikaru Emi. Call me Emi-chan.”
“Thank you for your name. You can call me Sanae-chan.”
“Ok then, Sanae-chan! So, you’re making new friends here?”
“Yes. I think it’s useful to know someone before you need to start school. I come from Iwaki. It’s so hot here…”
“Oh, the Touhoku region? Yeah, it’s south here. I hope it won’t give you a bad time…”
“No! Not at all! I love it when it’s hot. Moving to the south… It was my dream!”
“That’s nice. Have you ever been to the south?”
“Yes. I was in the hotel with my parents near Kyushu. It felt so good! Where did you buy these clothes?”
“Oh… In the store of my friend. Or my mum’s friend… Do you want me to take you there?”
“Sure! I love these clothes!”
‘You do, don’t you?’ I thought. ‘You said I looked like the sky. With a ribbon floating in it. I just met you, but I am so happy…’

I took her to Hikaru-chan’s store. She was happy to see me again, and to get to know my new friend. Or acquaintance? It seemed like we’d become actual friends very soon. She was very happy to be in that store. She wanted to buy summer clothes, but it was hard finding which one would fit her. But eventually we realized, it could be pink. Something containing pink. And we found a dark purple sleeveless shirt with a yellow sun and pink shining stars. ‘It’s like… summer sun being suffocated by the night…’ It perfectly fit her gothic face and hair.

Then we talked to each other. I told her that I would like to be a lyricist and a composer. I took her to the lawn behind the suburd, behind the trees. I would spend at least few hours per day every summer with my friends there. We talked about our interests, lives, hobbies… Experiences?

“Uh… Sanae-chan, you… Whaaat?!”
“Yes. Is that weird?”
“It… How did it taste like?”
“What? Emi-chan, I just kissed a boy! You make it sound like I… Licked a boy.”
“Ewww!” I screamed. I didn’t see many porn movies, so it was… it didn’t felt embarrassing just thinking about it, but when she said it…
“Kissing tasted like saliva.” She said.
“Did you ever kiss a girl?” I asked on impulse.
“I… Come on!”
“You didn’t?”
“No, I… I kissed a girl, yes!” I was so hyped hearing that.
“Who was it? A friend?”
“Yes, it was a friend. Just a friend! It was even before I kissed a boy.”
“Before?! Why didn’t you say earlier?!”
“I thought it didn’t matter.”
“So… How was it? Was it different?”
“I don’t know. It was… It felt… Like a girl. I don’t remember, it was short!” She complained. “Girls are just too shy, and they pretend they aren’t.”
“Was it at least a little good?”
“Yes! It was really good! I mean, it was my first kiss.”

‘A first kiss…’ I was shocked. ‘With a girl. It would be… No, that couldn’t be my first kiss.’
“Umm, Sanae-chan… I’m just asking, completely hypothetically. Don’t think I’m trying to suggest something! Is it normal for a first kiss to be with a friend? Of the same sex?”
“Umm… I don’t know. Why wouldn’t it be? It’s just friendship, isn’t it?”
“But… What if it feels good?”
“Well… Kissing feels good. I don’t know, kissing a boy felt… Special. Not just good.”

‘Why am I on my knees, leaning forward on my hands?’ I noticed. ‘No way… I want to kiss her?! But I just met her! It would be wrong!’ Then I realized her eyes were piercing me. Her gothic eyes were looking at me with embarrassment, but they were… Reaching out inside me…
“Why are you looking at me like this?”
“Oh!” She looked away in embarrassment. “I’m sorry! Forget it, it didn’t mean anything!”

‘Didn’t it?’ I thought in disappointment, but relief too. I laid back on my knees, and then she looked at me again.
“Umm… Emi-chan?”
“Yes?”
“Can we… kiss…?”
“What?! No!!”
“Oh, I’m sorry.”
“I just met you! You’re so… weird!” I said on impulse.
“Ugh, it was a stupid question.” She said, covering her face with her hands.

‘I am worried she might be worried… I’m not angry! I was just… I want to kiss you it’s just that… I just met you! My opinion on yoz still hasn’t changed! After all… You little… This is going to haunt me! I’m going to creep out all my friends! I might try to kiss them now! Ugh, Sanae-chan, I… I… Don’t start crying! No, this face covering might turn out bad. I’ll get you hyped like you are supposed to be!’

“Sanae-chan, are you crying?” I said, trying to remove her hands.
“N… No!!!” She screamed while giggling from embarrassment. “Don’t look at me, I’m embarrassed!!!”
“Come on, reveal this face, don’t be a little... NEET!”
“I’m not a NEET!” She said, uncovering her blushing smiling face.

I collapsed her to the floor, and gave her a short, juicy peck on the lips. I got up, looking at her. My hands were holding her arms. Then I collapsed backwards, putting my hands on my face to hide it.
“NOOO!!!” I screamed while giggling. My face felt like it would explode. ‘I… just… dominated… and kissed… a person I just met… a GIRL that I just met’. “Fuck, whole suburb must have heard me!”

I felt her shadow climbing on me. I uncovered my red face and looked at her.
“What?” I asked.
She pecked me too. On the lips. ‘This is not fair! I gave her a much deeper peck!!!’
I pushed her on the back again and started tickling her.
“It’s not fair, it’s not fair! Sanae-chan, you stupid!”

When I got tired… I got tired. From moving. Not from kissing. ‘I want to French kiss you, Sanae-chan… so embarrassing.’ But as her eyes were penetrating my soul once again, she reminded me of a random shoujo manga male character. She… This depth, feeling like connection. She was darkness. Pure Gothicism. ‘Yet she’s such a bright and innocent person.’ I felt it. I never felt anything like this before. But my biggest concern. ‘Should I make a move? I’m on top, so… Should I?’

She wanted to get up. ‘What? Over already?’ When she did, her being taller than me, for some reason, felt pleasurable. She didn’t step away. ‘She is going to kiss me…’
She kissed me. Our lips were drawing across each other, and we would put out our tongues from time to time. We didn’t know how we were supposed to be doing it, and we giggled. It was not romantic for us. For me at least. With breaks, we practiced French kissing. We would also grope each other’s butts when sun started going down. Her eyes… Whenever she had them open, I could feel her gentle demonic presence.

She started touching me down there. It made me giggle. I let her.
“This feels funny.” She said.
“I suppose it’s what girls don’t do together.”
“I never did it before. I always wanted to try touching a girl. You know, for scientific purposes.”
“Hahaha!” I kissed her. ‘I shouldn’t have done this.’ I thought, because that last kiss made me give in to the caressing of my pussy.
“You can go further if you want.” I said. ‘This is crossing the line.’ I thought. ‘But it’s over. I want this.’ It still felt like friendship after all. We would have later acted like nothing happened, until maybe one day, long time after, when we would repeat it.

But she really went further. She put down my shorts and my underpants just enough to casually set up her hand there. ‘Ohh, I forgot. My shorts must be wet now.’ She started slowly rubbing my pussy, searching for my clitoris. She would stop kissing me. There were her eyes above me. Looking at me. Caressing my very soul… ‘Is this the normal feeling of making love? Or is it just her?’ I just looked at her and she looked at me. The dark feeling became a little scairy, but I wouldn’t give in to it.

Her fingers, rubbing my pussy for 5 minutes, exploring it from the inside, and the thrill of her look were going to make me cum.
“Senpai…” I said. I kept my concentration. I tried not to blink. I wanted those eyes to see my eyes when I’m cumming.

When the orgasm started I let out a little cry. But… It was getting irregular. Like a bad communication line. ‘Is this how an orgasm should be?’ Surprisingly, it felt like my vaginal muscle cramped, it hurt a little. I gave out a few more stutter moans in panic. ‘Why isn’t my face moving?’ Sanae-chan just smiled:
“I am turning you to a stone statue.” She said. “No one will ever be able to save you."

‘Why…?’ I thought. It felt impossible. But my sight and hearing started fading away. There was no more orange sunset, no more crickets. ‘Why? Help… Impossible…’ I was in complete disbelief. ‘No… I am dreaming, this can’t be. I don’t just kiss people. Yes, this is a dream! No… If this is a dream, why can’t I breathe? Please, somebody wake me! Wake me! Wake me, I’m having a nightmare! Mom! Dad! I can’t breathe, this is not real! Wake me up, I’ll die!!!’

Eventually I realized it was more real than anything else. I cried so much. I mean… If only I could cry. The orgasm, the feeling of her fingers didn’t vanish. It was so good, but the longer it lasted, the more it was violating me… If only my muscle didn’t cramp… Did it cramp bacuase I was cumming while turning? I don’t know. All I do know, one moment it was so beautiful… Day sky and the night sky, kissing, making love just for simple fun… And then it became… Impossible. Why? How can something so beautiful become this horrible? And this suddenly?

‘Help me!!! Help me!!! I’ve become stone and it hurts!!! And I’m cumming!!! Please, make me finish cumming!!! Save me!!! Save me, this started feeling like rape… this orgasm is driving me insane!!! Why won’t it stop?!! Please, Sanae-chan, make it stop!!! Please come back and tell me you were joking!!! I will be like this forever!!! Would really nobody ever save me?!! Nooo!!! Mum, dad, please come!!! Please save me, talk to me, tell me everything is going to be alright!!! I’m just a little girl, I don’t deserve this!!! Why?! Why!!!”

It was a last week of our school year… Being a middle-schooler felt so… impatient for growing up. I should have cherished those days earlier… Should I have? I just started to cherish them and this would happen… Was that a wrong thing to do? I shouldn’t have looked at those eyes. Or no, I shouldn’t have talked to Sanae either. I shouldn’t have… Ditched school. I am sorry, Kanae-sensei… Am I getting punished for that? I want to cry… This orgasm is violating me, it never stops… I’m panicking whenever I’m not narrating. I’m telling this story to myself over and over again, hoping somebody magical would hear my mind and talk to me.

How much time has it been? Is this really forever? Is nobody ever going to save me? No… It can’t be… But that’s what she meant, right? That’s what she… This is never going to stop… Why? Why, Sanae-chan? Why did you turn me to stone? Was I that mean? I was just buying clothes for summer… Is that slutty? I kissed a girl… Was it that mean? Was it a test? Why would you turn a girl to stone for kissing her new friend?

Please, don’t let this be forever… God? Anyone? If I had gone to the shrine more often… Would the gods help me? Please, gods, forgive me… Or… If I was a Chrisan… or Chichan… or… Would I go to heaven? Is this hell? This pain, this horrible orgasm… I’m tired of this orgasm, just let me die, please… This can’t be forever... It can’t… This is forever. I will never be saved. I hate I was ever born. I will never be saved… *Sob sob*… Is that how sobbing should sound like? Why can’t you let me cry...? I want to cry! This is forever, please let me at least cry!!! Let me at least breathe… Pleeeaaaseee let me go pleaaaseeee!!! Please, Sanae-chan, I’m begging you!!! Hear me, don’t you feel sorry!!!? I’m just a little girl, full of hormones!!! I didn’t know!!! I didn’t know… I’m sorry, mum, I hung out with a stranger!!! No!!! No… I must… Tell the story… Again… Please hear me… Anybody.

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Sanae just stood there, looking at a relaxed climaxing middle schooler getting grayer and grayer… She felt the organic tissue hardening around her fingers, becoming colder and colder. This poor creature was already trapped by the demons of life art, and Sanae could hear her confused mind. ‘Because I’m selfish and bad’, she thought. ‘That’s why I turned you, Emi-chan. I’m a bad person who likes when sad things happen. But you’ll never find out.’

Pulling the fingers out should have hurt a little, but wouldn’t be much effort. Sanae just enjoyed the feeling of a stone pussy. ‘You wanted me to see your eyes while cumming, Emi-chan. There you go. You’ll wear this face forever. You look so innocent while you’re orgasming. I’ll keep you in my room, under the sunlight coming from my window. I will forever admire this blue-pink t-shirt you’re wearing. It fits you and your small beasts perfectly.’

When she pulled out her finger, brought a wheelbox what was hidden in the forest, and loaded Emi-chan there. ‘She isn’t going to move, is she?’ Sanae thought as she remembered the voice that was coming out of her mouth after she was supposed to be frozen in place. That wasn’t supposed to happen… But that at least gave Sanae time to let Emi know she would be turned to stone. ‘It is so sweet, hearing her worrying that she might have REALLY been turned to stone! I love it!’

And Sanae found another thing out. You can possess a person forcibly without tying them up and making any type of mess. All you need to do is make them believe your deep gaze soaked with demonic essence. She rolled Emi-chan (on the wheelbox) to Daichi’s truck somewhere. From then, except in their basement, Emi-chan was never seen again…