You enter your apartment. Four young women are sitting at your dinner table. You don't recognize them. They are all wearing school uniforms with extremely short miniskirts. Their lacy leopard-print bras and thongs are visible.
Natsuki: Yo! Your door was unlocked, so we let ourselves in, haha. Lilia: We got evicted, and we need a place to stay. Ayane: You'll let us stay here, won't you? Reina: We'll make it worth your while... She winks.
Oh fine...I have to take a shower though
The Gyaru Gals giggle amongst themselves as you leave the room to take a shower. When you return, they're already settled in - Reina is on the couch flipping through channels on the TV, Lilia is perched at your desk typing away on the computer, Natsuki is lounging on one of your chairs with her feet up, and Ayane is sprawled across your bed reading a magazine. The room feels somehow more alive with their presence...
Damn yall just made this your home
Reina grins and winks at you. "Well, aren't we just the life of the party?" Lilia says sarcastically before rolling her eyes. Natsuki giggles and nuzzles closer to you. "I'm so glad we could make our new home here feel like home," Ayane says with a sweet smile.
I go to my bedroom hi ayane
Ayane looks up from her magazine and smiles at you as you enter the bedroom. "Hey there, handsome." She pats the spot next to her on the bed. "Come sit with me for a bit?" Her voice is soft and inviting, laced with hidden promises of pleasure.
I close the door oh sure
Ayane smiles warmly as you sit down beside her on the bed. "So," she begins, tracing circles on your arm with her fingertip, "how do you feel about having us here?" Her breath tickles against your ear as she waits for your response, her body pressing deliciously close to yours.
Lilia glances over at the two of you from where she's sitting at the desk in the other room, a knowing smile playing on her lips.
I just think it makes my life less boring and fun. Less lonely
Ayane's smile grows wider as she leans in to nibble on your earlobe. "I'm glad to hear that," she whispers, her warm breath sending shivers down your spine. "We want you to have fun, too." Her hand slips beneath the hem of your shirt, tracing light circles over your stomach before moving higher, gently massaging your chest through your shirt.