(Kill la Kill) Senketsu Strikes a Sac

Story by Kuroshio

A short and sweet Kill la Kill fan fic I banged out in the course of three hours a few weeks ago. Contains bondage, cock/ball torture, sluttery, and sex acts with sentient clothing.

“C'mon dorks! I ain't got all night!”

The delinquent's voice sounded off harshly in the dimly lit back alley, her spiky mop of messy black hair highlighted by a single streak of red and held horizontal to the ground as her frame was bent over an empty trash can. The crowd of men, to whom her words were addressed, wavered as a collective, a slight murmur risking from the back row. The discontent spread, even to the men who were so excited by the prospect they'd already disrobed.

Obviously, the men were dawdling for their own reasons, since the punky girl was definitely open for dick business. She was wearing an incredibly slutty outfit that looked like someone had taken a black and red school uniform, then decided to subtract any shred of modesty from the design. Her “skirt” wasn't just obscenely short, it was cropped right in front where her bulging panties were, leaving them plainly visible to anyone paying attention. The only thing covering her nipples were suspenders for that same “skirt.” The coverage failed to extend to the lower half of her breasts however, giving everyone with sight and ability to see her front an eyeful of bouncy underboob. And her legs were covered in thin, flexible thigh-high boots that simply added to the lewdness of her outfit, even as they actually bothered clothing her skin, unlike the rest of her uniform.

The reason the men paused in that unseemly back alley was very simple. It wasn't that Ryuko Matoi wasn't attractive – she was, in a tomboy sort of way – it was what her personality destroying the illusion. Most of the appeal of paying to bang a high school girl was found in the innocence and naivety found within such girls, laying claim to their purity. But doing so with a girl like Ryuko was a bit like trying to find a big piece of chicken in a bag of rice; it couldn't be done because it wasn't there.

“Are ya dumb losers just gonna to stand around? I can go home and fuck myself ya know!”

The mouth on the teen didn't help either, washing away the what few remaining pieces of their high-school girl fantasy down the figurative drain. At first it was just one who walked away, but he was quickly followed by another, then a third. Before long, all the men were muttering amongst themselves, most of them embarrassed they'd even thought the advert placed online could be anything like the real deal.

Ryuko stood from her position bent over a trash can, “Yeah, walk away! Go home and hump your body pillow waifus! See if I care ya fuckin' nerds! Prolly got small dicks anyway! Goddamned losers!” She spat in the general direction of the dispersing crowd, the power of herd instinct taking even the few men still interested along with the rest until there was no one left in the alley but Ryuko. And Senketsu.

“Aw hell Senketsu, that was the fourth time this week! What I am s'posed to do now?”

Her sentient uniform piped up, “Have you ever considered not acting like a whore?”

“Huh? No! Why would I?” The girl's brow furrowed and one eye closed halfway in incredulous disbelief, “Guys ain't hard to figure out. Just bend over and most times they'll figure things out from there. Anyway, I'm not a whore. If I was, I'd be getting' money upfront. And those guys wouldn't be so quick to walk away because –”

All of a sudden, her head perked up and her face cleared, “SENKETSU! You're a genius, ya know that?!”

“I... what?”

Ryuko's voice was animated with the possibilities running through her head, “I bet if we get the geeks to fork over enough dough, they'll be sure to stick around!” She punched a gloved fist into her hand, “And if they stick around, that means an all-I-can-eat dick buffet!”

“That sounds... unappealing.”

“Eh, what would you know about it.”

“Quite a bit, considering you insist on wearing me when you go slutting about the town.”

“Yeah, well, I wash and iron you afterwards, so it's square!”

“BECAUSE THEY GOT CUM ON ME! Cum! Do you know how disgusting that stuff feels?!”

Ryuko laughed and held up her hands, “Hey, not my fault you're such a big baby about getting a little bit of ballsnot on you.”

***

Later that night, Ryuko, wearing only her bra and blue-and-white panties, straddled the ironing board, having left its legs folded underneath. While she settled, her free hand set down Senketsu on the board's flat surface, take a few seconds to smooth him out. Then she took hold of the now-hot iron. The black and red uniform was positively giddy with excitement. “Come on, iron me Ryuko, iron me please!”

“Hold your horses, Senketsu. Do we have a deal?” The punky schoolgirl brought the iron close, dribbling a few drops of its water onto his fabric, t

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