Sticky Nightmares and the Horror of Exams
I hate studying, Lily.... A garden snail. A polar bear. The garden snail's pussy clings to the polar bear's pussy. Thick, sticky slime pregnant eggs head straight for the plump, smooth, moist blanket of eggs. And just like that, dense garden snail-polar bear yuri sex....
"Gyaah?!"
I jolt awake from what can't even be called a nightmare. This is so unfair. No, if you're gonna show me pussy beams, at least make it cute girls going chu-chu while moaning ahhhn. What, no data? It's a dream, damn it. In dreams, you should screen stuff I've never seen before...!
I thrash around waking up like that, only to find myself nestled in Dana's arms. Huh? What the hell is this situation? My brain starts spinning at full speed. Right, she said she pulled an all-nighter, so to let her get even a little sleep for her happy campus yuri life, I remember hugging her.... But why am I the one being held now? And why did I fall asleep too?
"...."
I woke up too early at Serina's place yesterday and didn't get enough sleep, but holding Dana was so warm that I ended up dozing off.
"No tits, but needlessly all soft and fluffy...."
Muttering that with a hint of resentment, I realize Dana's staring down at me with her eyes wide open. This time, no chance for a "Kyaaah!"—I'm so shocked I just go hic. Hic. Hiccups all on their own.
"What'd you say?"
"Hic, uh, Dana's boobs, kinda? There?"
"I know that."
"Wh-what...?"
"You really suck at lying."
Then why ask? No time for snark, though. She's pissed. Totally pissed right now. Pissed that I teased her about her flat chest!
"Y-you gonna hit me?"
"Yeah."
"......Wait. Just hear me out on this."
Avoiding her "what bullshit now?" glare, I defend myself as best I can.
"I'm on team flat chest!"
"...."
"You can feel each other's heartbeats closer, right? Like when tits rub together."
"When do tits ever rub?"
"They do! Totally! If not, we'd die!"
"Stop whining."
"It's not like flat chests are the bad end in yuri...? I, I like it. I like Dana's gum tits. The kind where you need climbing gear to scale 'em, where you question if nipples even exist before the chest does."
"...."
"All the other girls think so too! Bring any who say no—I'll make 'em watch, no, experiment with rubbing. Heh heh, they'll all fall for the charm of gum tits and straight-up pound Dana...."
Dana doesn't reply. She just raises her fist. Instinct kicks in. Ah, defense over. Time to accept my doom. I know making it easy for her to hit means taking fewer blows overall. I roll up my top to right above my navel. Then, with the most pitiful puppy face, looking up at her....
"G-gently, pleeease...."
......
Not sure if it's from beating me first thing in the morning, but Dana looks weirdly refreshed today. Didn't she say she pulled an all-nighter yesterday? A short nap hugging me shouldn't cut it. Hell, did she even sleep? Anyway, opposite of her—my condition today sucks. From waking and dozing repeatedly? Or running around everywhere lately? I feel all foggy. My nape's got this red swollen bug bite that pisses me off too. Not like I'm dressing up for anyone, but I hate showing an ugly mug. In this yuri-scented girls' school, standing out solo is a hard pass.
Fussing over the spot with a bandage, Alicia approaches.
"You okay today?"
"Nah. Kinda foggy."
"What's that?"
"This? Bug bite, I guess."
"Hmm...."
Why's she staring with that weird face? Her blue eyes feel intense, so I turn away. And right there—Serina. She smiles with crinkled eyes and slips naturally to my side. Maybe 'cause I got thoroughly cat-treated last night, just seeing her hand feels off. Ah, don't do that tickly motion. Makes me antsy. Gotta lift my chin. Memories of how good it felt in her gentle touch last night pull me like a magnet....
Ah, screw it.
"Ufufu...."
I give in to desire, rubbing my chin and cheeks wildly into Serina's hand. Lily-nyaang.
...Huh?
"Whoa?!"
I snap to. What the hell am I doing...? Feels like a fox spirit bewitched me. Where'd the me who swore off girls go? Stunned, I stammer.
"Serina, uh, even after yesterday...."
"Huh? You can say it?"
"Wh-what...?"
"Lily. You said it was a secret...."
"...."
Oh right. Damn, don't smile so shyly. Makes it seem like we did something. Total misunderstanding material. I'll get burned at the yuri stake. Eyes stabbing...!
Saving my gaping panic is Alicia.
"Lily. Gotta go eat something tasty today too."
"Yeees...."
"Anything you wanna eat, just say."
"Uh, ice cream...."
"Got it. Anything else?"
"Hehehehe...."
...Did she really save me? And am I imagining feeling like a doll tugged between two girls? Serina and Alicia. Smiling at each other, but weird tension. No, how'd it even get like this...? A bit longer, and I'd have bolted.
The two in their not-quite-tug-of-war ignore it all as Dana butts in.
"You. Playing around's fine."
"Hawawa—huh?"
"Time to study."
"Stu...dy...."
"Exams next-next week. Already kinda late."
Time flew that far? Uuuh, Lily hates studying....
As I wail like my soul's escaping—"Uuuh, hate studying!"—the other two look baffled.
Alicia says, "First-year first exam shouldn't be that hard."
"She's an idiot."
"If she just paid attention in class, she wouldn't fail."
"She probably skipped."
My bestie knows me. Spots right away that I blew off class to ogle the girls around me. Who cares about class? Maybe some chick flashes and does melancholic yuri! That's why. Ungh.
Head down in shame, Alicia consoles, "It's fine. Anything below college level, just read the textbook a few times and you can solve it all."
"That's your standard...."
Textbook-only perfect score type, huh? If it were that easy, I wouldn't be freaking out.
"Thick skull won't work."
"Too mean?!"
Try countering that. Dana's face makes me shrink again. Been years since my idiocy got outed... Too true....
Yeah, studying's never been my thing. Not smart, no interest—ain't gonna happen. Getting into this elite girls' school was a miracle. Pure one-track mind: see rich girls rubbing pussies. Studied my ass off barely scraping in.
"Flunkers get remedial. Probably no one fails that bad."
"...."
"Oh. Remediations are by a guy. External teacher or something."
"Wha...t...."
What bullshit? A guy in our sacred girls' school? Chairman as dumb as me? Has a brain? Just thinking makes my soul rot. Alone with a male teacher? Never. Never fail. Better hang myself. Instant sad puppy face.
To that me, Alicia says, "I'll help."
......
Exactly two weeks to exams. After school, I head to the library with Alicia. Yeah, that library. Wasn't expecting much from her. Good at studying ≠ good at teaching. Below-college problems? Textbook genius teaching a thick skull?
But surprisingly, she teaches well. Gets it quick. Problem is....
"Um, Alicia...?"
"Yeah?"
"You said you'd help...."
"Shh. Library's quiet."
"...."
Quiet, but poking my belly's fine? I glare rebelliously; she sighs. Like dealing with a brat.
"Told you not to touch elsewhere?"
"Didn't mean free rein on my belly...."
"Wanna stop?"
Her playful face leaves me speechless.
"I'm busy. More than you think."
Liar. Busy girl buying parfaits, hotel trips, now tutoring? But her face is serious.
...Really busy? If I'm stealing her precious time, kinda guilty.
"Gotta let me do at least this."
Pressing my lower belly while saying that, I lose my words. Dunno why she loves my gut, but whatever—let her. Feels off, but yeah, gotta study... can't fail.... Ah, fine. Think of it as tuition. Super cheap for top-student tutoring—just belly touching.