Life and Death

BY : WotanAnubis
Category: +M through R > No More Heroes
Dragon prints: 3617
Disclaimer: I do not own No More Heroes, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

TITLE: Life and Death
AUTHOR: WotanAnubis
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters and am not making a profit.
NOTE: The alternative title for this fic was 'Sex Scene #5', but I thought that might have been a bit too obscure. And possibly not even all that accurate, depending on who you ask.

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The girl known as Scarlet Jacobs to those who didn't really know her walked through the emtpy hallways of Santa Destroy High School. Everything around her was quiet. Suspiciously so. She couldn't hear the drone of bored teachers coming from behind the classroom doors or the meaningless chatter of students playing hooky or even the screams of the gang bangers cutting each other up over the colour of their shoes.

Yet for some reason she didn't feel wary. Things in the school were clearly wrong on so many levels, but she didn't feel the sense of danger she probably should.

She soon reached the classroom where she was supposed to be, hidden in the furthest corner of the school building. She didn't really know how she knew she was supposed to be there, but compared to the deafening silence around her it wasn't really worth being bothered by.

She opened the door, stepped inside and froze on the spot. The classroom was completely empty, save for one single person who couldn't have been there. After all, there was only one of her, so she couldn't be both standing just inside the classroom and sitting casually at a desk in the middle of the room. Yet there she was, identical to her. Black skin, white hair, school uniform, black lace gloves with the fingers cut out, the whole thing. Overcoming her surprise, she walked further into the room, towards the strange identical girl. She idly wondered if the other had noticed her. If she was anything like her, she had. As she came closer, she noticed the other girl wasn't exactly like her. For one thing, her white blouse and plaid skirt were splattered with blood and her katana hung casually from her waist. Seeing that, she quickly reached for her own sword before really realising that her impossible twin having her katana was an actual difference. She wondered how she could've forgotten her weapon. She'd never been stupid enough to leave it at home.

The stranger looked up, but didn't turn around to face her. "Took you long enough."

The voice was identical too.

"You were waiting for me?" she replied.

"You could say that."

"Who are you anyway?" she asked.

"Shinobu, of course," the stranger replied.

"Can't be," she said. "That's me."

"That's us," said the girl who called herself Shinobu. She turned around in her chair and smiled. "But it's not you."

"Yeah?" she said. "Who am I then?"

"Scarlet Jacobs, of course," Shinobu replied. "If you are anyone, that is."

"That's just the name on my ID," she said.

"That's our real name, though, isn't it?" Shinobu said.

Scarlet had to concede the point. "So what's this then? A dream? Or are you really some kind of clone?"

Shinobu shrugged. "Don't know. That's more your area."

"Is it?" Scarlet said. "What's your 'area' then?"

Shinobu stood up and drew her sword. The steel glinted in the light. "Guess."

Scarlet put her hands on her hips and smiled. "You're not honestly going to kill me, are you?"

"Of course not," Shinobu said as she approached, her sword swinging with every step. "I'm not into the whole suicide thing. But since we've established who I am, why not see you who you are?"

"What are you talking about?"

Shinobu didn't reply. Instead her sword flashed through the air in a complicated pattern, then disappeared into its sheath again. A few moments later, the tattered remnants of what had been Scarlet's school uniform drifted to the ground, though for some inexplicable reason her tie remained. Suddenly her breasts were in full view of anyone who happened to look her way, with her school tie lying neatly in the valley between them, though her pussy was still mostly obscured by the black cock hanging in front of it.

"Wait, what?" Scarlet said.

"You sound surprised," Shinobu said.

"I don't have a dick," she said.

"We don't have a dick," Shinobu said. "I don't have a dick. You? You do."

"The fuck?" Scarlet said. "Since when?"

"Since... always. Kind of," said Shinobu. "But hey, if you think that's bad, watch this."

Shinobu reached out with her right hand carressed her left breast. It felt pretty nice, but it was kind of weird how it didn't feel weird at all. Or maybe it wasn't. After all, it wouldn't be the first time she'd played with her own breasts. What was weird was how, after a few moments carressing and squeezing, she felt a small trickle of milk flowing from her breast. Shinobu drew her hand back, smiled, and, cat-like lapped the milk off the back of her hand.

"Nice," the assassin purred.

"Nice?" said Scarlet, who didn't at all like the weirdly soothing feeling of the thin stream of milk flowing down her breast or the weirdly arousing feel of blood flowing into her not-quite-soft-any-more cock.

"Tasty, then," Shinobu said. "Mind if I have some more? I'm afraid I'm all dry."

Before Scarlet could reply, Shinobu leaned in and dragged her tongue across her breast, lapping up the milk from her skin. After that, there was only one reply Scarlet could give.

"Yeah, sure."

Shinobu grinned, then kissed one of Scarlet's full breasts. The girl moaned softly when she felt her milk beginning to fill her double's mouth. It was ridiculous how good it felt. Sure, playing with her breasts had always felt nice, but this was way beyond nice. And Shinobu wasn't even doing much of anything except suck on her nipple, eagerly, hungrily drinking her milk.

Scarlet moaned again and would have been annoyed by her how fast she became aroused if it wasn't for the fact that she was aroused. A warm glow spread through her body and she felt her pussy becoming wet even as her cock became hard. And still Shinobu drank from her without pause. It was as though as long as Scarlet had milk, Shinobu would drink. And since it seemed she had an endless supply of milk, her double could drink from her forever.

It was weird thought, staying in this empty classroom forever, feeding herself and her double on her own breastmilk for the rest of their lives, but her twitching cock told her it wasn't an unwelcome thought.

Shinobu withdrew from her breast, eyes closed, a look of rapture on her face as she licked her lips.

"Fuck, that tasted good," she said.

Scarlet cupped her leaking breast. "I've still got plenty," she breathed.

"Mmm," said Shinobu.

Scarlet hissed between her teeth when Shinobu reached out and put her hand on her other breast. The girl caressed and squeezed it a few times until it, too, began lactating and let milk stream down her black skin.

"You want to see if this one tasts any different?" Scarlet asked.

"No," Shinobu said, her voice curiously distant. "I just wanted to see both your tits like this." She looked her in the eyes. "You got any idea how fuckin' lucky you are?"

"I think I'm starting to get it," Scarlet said.

Shinobu squatted so that her face was right in front of her rigid cock. Scarlet let out a shuddering breath, resisting the urge to thrust out her hips and force her dick past her double's lips and into her delicious.

"So. Fuckin'. Lucky," Shinobu whispered, her warm breath wrapping itself around Scarlet's member.

A wave of pleasure rushed through Scarlet's body when Shinobu gave her hard flesh a reverent kiss.

"Want to... drink... from that too?" Scarlet asked.

Shinobu looked up at her face, then back at her cock. A number of conflicting emotions flashed across her face. "It wouldn't be... appropriate. That's not what it's for."

Scarlet moved her hips so that her hot member pressed against Shinobu's cheek. "What's with you all of a sudden? Who cares what's 'appropriate'?"

Shinobu looked up, anger in her eyes. "You don't get it, do you? Your cum's not for drinking."

Scarlet frowned. She wasn't sure she understood the girl, even though she was kind of her in a way, but she felt like she understood her enough to know what she was getting at.

"Want me to fuck you then?"

Shinobu looked away. "No point."

"Why not? Knocking you up is what it's 'for', isn't it?"

Shinobu stood up and turned her back on her.

"It's not going to work," she stated.

Scarlet grabbed the girl, hugging her from behind, her cock pressing against her back, her milk staining her blouse. "How do you know?" she whispered into her double's ear.

"Think about who you are, then think about who I am," Shinobu said. "It's not gonna happen."

"But you want it to happen, don't you?" Scarlet said, letting her hand roam down the front of Shinobu's body until it could slip underneath the waistband of her plaid skirt.

Only a small intake of breath suggested that Shinobu had even noticed Scarlet's fingers finding their way into her panties and caressing her slit.

"You're not all dry," Scarlet whispered.

Shinobu pulled away from her and twirled around, sword in her hand again. Scarlet just smiled and raised an eyebrow.

"So, is that really all you are?" she said.

"Isn't it obvious?" Shinobu hissed through clenched teeth.

Scarlet walked towards her, feeling curiously unafraid even. She pushed her sword aside and approached her until they were face to face. Looking her double in the eyes, she discovered she really did see herself. Then she kissed her. The sword clattered on the ground.

"I still think it's gonna be a waste," Shinobu said when their lips parted.

"Let's find out," Scarlet replied.

She lifted Shinobu up onto a desk, then pulled up her skirt. Shinobu grinned, reached down and managed to tear her panties from her body with one quick move.

"Nice trick," Scarlet said.

Shinobu spread her legs. "I'll teach it to you later."

Scarlet stepped forward, pushed her cock against Shinobu's waiting slit. She pressed in slowly, hissing as she felt more and more of her double's body enveloping her shaft.

"Fuck," Shinobu grimaced.

"Does it hurt?" Scarlet asked.

"No," Shinobu replied. "Feels good."


"Fuuuuuuck," Shinobu breathed softly as Scarlet pushed into her completely.

For a moment, the two were frozen, Shinobu sitting on the desk, Scarlet standing between her legs, fully inside of her. Then Shinobu wrapped her arms around Scarlet's neck.

"Well? What are you waiting for?" she breathed. "Let's find out."

Scarlet grinned and kissed herself, her tongue quickly finding Shinobu's. "Right."


Shinobu opened her eyes and breathed in deeply. She sat up in bed, the covers falling off her upper body and exposing her breasts to absolutely nobody in the empty bedroom.

"Fuck," she breathed.

She threw the covers off the rest of her body and saw what she already knew. She was rock hard.

Shinobu fell back until her head hit her pillow.

What the hell kind of dream had that been? She didn't mind sex dreams, but that had just been messed up. And what was the deal with one of her not having a dick? For that matter, what was up with one of her having milky tits? It made no goddamn sense.

Shinobu's hand casually wandered towards her cock while in the back of her mind she saw herself with milk flowing from her breasts even as she felt it flowing from her own.

And why had one of them... her... whatever... identified as Scarlet? She hadn't thought of herself like that in ages. She had to remind herself every morning before going to school that when the teacher called for 'Scarlet' that meant her. Of course, none of that was as bad as the whole trying to get herself pregnant thing.

Her hand began stroking up and down as the image of herself lying underneath her as she filled her womb with her seed drifted across her mind.

Yeah. That dream? All sorts of wrong.

And it had felt so good.

Shinobu gripped her cock tighter as she consciously started jerking herself off. She couldn't stop herself, she was so turned on. Actually, she could stop herself, but fuck it. She did try thinking of anything other than screwing herself. Unfortunately, it didn't work. The more she tried to push the image of her own naked body from her mind, the more it seemed to push back. When her latest attempt at a fantasy drowned in the imagine a few dozen of her naked selves having a heated and pointless orgy she gave up and just accepted that she was jacking off over the idea of fucking herself.

Clone, Time Travel, Magic, Long-Lost Twin, didn't matter. Somehow it wasn't really her lying in bed masturbating, there was an identical version of her stradling her. It wasn't her hand holding her dick, it was her own willing pussy. Careful to keep her eyes closed, Shinobu could almost believe it was true. She could almost feel her own wet pussy sliding eagerly up and down her shaft as she fucked herself and see her tits bouncing up and down as she thrust her naked body onto her own cock time and time again.

Shinobu grit her teeth as she felt herself coming closer. She could already imagine herself coming, feel her dick unload into herself, filling her other self with twins at least.

Groaning, Shinobu did come, globs of semen splattering all over stomach and even hitting the underside of her breasts. She kept stroking as long as she could, drawing out her orgasm while in her mind the version she was fucking suddenly became seven or eight months pregnant.

Eventually her orgasm passed and she let go of her spent cock. She breathed out slowly.


She'd just jacked off thinking about doing herself. And she'd come thinking about impregnating herself.

Not only that, but compared to orgasms she'd had when she'd masturbated, this was one had been one of the best. Worse, probably the best, but there was no way she was ever going to admit that.

Man, she was fucked up.

'Course, she already knew that, being a teenaged assassin and all, but this took being messed up to a whole new level.

Shinobu rolled out of bed and started heading for the bathroom. She stopped short in front of her mirror. She looked at herself. And then looked at herself again.

Slowly, hesitantly, she brought her hands up to her breasts. She wondered what it would be like if they really did give milk. She wondered how it would look. How it would feel.

Then her hands travelled down her body, accidentally smearing her white semen across much of her black skin.

What about pregnancy? What if she were all big and huge because she carried a child?

Between her legs, Shinobu's flaccid cock began filling itself with blood again.

What would it all look like? Big tits filled with milk, a large belly filled with life and a hard cock to give life to others. She'd look like a damn Mother Goddess or something. She really would have a body worth worshipping.

Shinobu angrily tore her eyes away from the mirror.

That fucking dream! Now she'd be messed up all day if she wasn't careful. Well, no more. She was going to get a shower, get dressed, have breakfast and then go kill Mr. John Smith of 13 Mayhem Road as per contract.

You know, have a normal day.

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