[She stares down at the tablet, trying to decide. All of the videos seem to be rather lengthy, even the NSFW-ish ones. There's none that aren't going to be humiliating in some way so she closes her eyes, taps a video, and thrusts it out to Akira.
On the screen, a a teen, Ryota, stares in horror at his computer screen. On it are other teens, fellow students it appears, brutally murdering each other. He rushes over to a trash can to vomit in horror and disgust.
Mikan looks a bit younger herself when she pops up, though her expression is...disturbing. A lazy, perverted grin.
"You saw it, didn't you? You can't do that!" Her uniform jacket is off and Ryota scrambles backwards against the desk he'd been working on. Mikan crawls towards him on hands and knees, her tone lustful as she speaks. "She just started making it!"
"Enoshma-san...Is making that?"
"That's right. Made by Enoshima-san...Straight form the production center...It's a fresh Mutual Killing video." Her shirt buttons come undone, her breasts nearly spilling out of them, and she moves closer, nearly pinning Ryota to the desk as she crawls on top of him. She's breathing heavily, as if the horror and despair of it all was a massive turn on rather than horrific. In the background, the screams of dying classmates continues as the video loops.
"Mutual...killing?"
"Yes!" Mikan sits up, straddling Ryota's legs, her expression one of pure lust as she wpes at her drooling mouth. "Everyone on the student council is dead!' And Mikan bursts into wild, pleased giggles, until Ryota shouts out.
"Why!? Why is Enoshima-san making this? Why would she do such a thing!?"
Mikan pauses, staring down at hi in something like disappointment that he's not 'getting it'. "That's because..." She says something, but the audio sees to be missing. But then she smiles and grabs for him again, despite his attempts to pull away, clearly horrified. "Hey, help us out, okay...?"
"No! We can't do this!"
"Oh? We can't do...this...? What can't we do?" She presses her chest against Ryota's, drawing little circles on his chest with her finger. "Do you mean 'that'? Or...Do you mean 'this'?" Her knee moves between Ryota's leg and she sits up excitedly, grinning--
And there's another girl, quite suddenly kicking Mikan away. "Hey! Just because I'm away, don't act like a pig in heat!"
Despite bleeding from the face now, Mikan begins to tremble and laugh at the harsh treatment, like she was enjoying it a little TOO much.
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On the screen, a a teen, Ryota, stares in horror at his computer screen. On it are other teens, fellow students it appears, brutally murdering each other. He rushes over to a trash can to vomit in horror and disgust.
Mikan looks a bit younger herself when she pops up, though her expression is...disturbing. A lazy, perverted grin.
"You saw it, didn't you? You can't do that!" Her uniform jacket is off and Ryota scrambles backwards against the desk he'd been working on. Mikan crawls towards him on hands and knees, her tone lustful as she speaks. "She just started making it!"
"Enoshma-san...Is making that?"
"That's right. Made by Enoshima-san...Straight form the production center...It's a fresh Mutual Killing video." Her shirt buttons come undone, her breasts nearly spilling out of them, and she moves closer, nearly pinning Ryota to the desk as she crawls on top of him. She's breathing heavily, as if the horror and despair of it all was a massive turn on rather than horrific. In the background, the screams of dying classmates continues as the video loops.
"Mutual...killing?"
"Yes!" Mikan sits up, straddling Ryota's legs, her expression one of pure lust as she wpes at her drooling mouth. "Everyone on the student council is dead!' And Mikan bursts into wild, pleased giggles, until Ryota shouts out.
"Why!? Why is Enoshima-san making this? Why would she do such a thing!?"
Mikan pauses, staring down at hi in something like disappointment that he's not 'getting it'. "That's because..." She says something, but the audio sees to be missing. But then she smiles and grabs for him again, despite his attempts to pull away, clearly horrified. "Hey, help us out, okay...?"
"No! We can't do this!"
"Oh? We can't do...this...? What can't we do?" She presses her chest against Ryota's, drawing little circles on his chest with her finger. "Do you mean 'that'? Or...Do you mean 'this'?" Her knee moves between Ryota's leg and she sits up excitedly, grinning--
And there's another girl, quite suddenly kicking Mikan away. "Hey! Just because I'm away, don't act like a pig in heat!"
Despite bleeding from the face now, Mikan begins to tremble and laugh at the harsh treatment, like she was enjoying it a little TOO much.
The video cuts off there]