Akari’s Tale: Lost in Hisui
|By : AdamOfTheWest|
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Akari was following close behind Professor Laventon, her eyes frantically taking in her surrounding. "This is some sort of bad dream." She thought to herself, having awoken only moments ago on the shore of a vast lake, with no recollection of how she got there. "This is a bad dream, and soon, I'll wake up back at home and my mom will call me down for breakfast." She repeated in her mind, uselessly. Even as she said it, she knew it wasn't true. She was stuck here now, with no idea how to return home.
"Um, Mr. Professor, sir?" Akari said, timidly. "Where are we? And... where are we going?"
"I told you," the man said kindly, "Call me Professor Laventon!" He looked back, smiling at Akari. "And we're in Hisui, of course. We're headed to my home in Jubilife Village."
Akari's eyes went wide with shock. "H... Hisui? Jubilife Village?" She thought to herself. She of course had heard of Jubilife City, she had even been there on occasion with her parents. But a village? And what's more, Hisui? She had never in her life heard of such a name.
Just then, a large wooden gate came into view a short distance down the path they were walking, as well as what was clearly a small town surrounded by a large wooden post wall. And Akari gasped. In the distance, towering over the village, "Mount Coronet?" She mumbled under her breath, her confusion deepening.
Laventon stopped walking, hearing what Akari had uttered. "Why, yes, you're correct! So, you do know something about the area, after all?" He looked down at her wearing a puzzled expression. "Now then," he said, looking more seriously at Akari suddenly. "Look. This village... well, how do I put this? They tend not to take too kindly to strangers," Laventon muttered. "And seeing as you already stick out like a sore thumb in that strange outfit of yours, you need to act natural once we get to the village gates, okay? We've had too many strange occurrences with outsiders around here, and the locals here can't much stand the sight of outsiders these days. Just let me do the talking until we get to my home, alright?"
This did nothing to steady Akari's already-pounding heart, but she had no choice but to trust Professor Laventon. "Okay." She said, weakly. And the two resumed walking down the path, the village gates looming ever closer.
"Ah, Professor Laventon!" The guard hailed as the two approached the village gate. "And..." he trailed off. "Who might this be?" The guard stared at Akari, his face stern.
"This is Akari" Laventon said warmly. "She's a new student of mine. I was just having her test some new field wear for me in the wilderness you see, hence the ridiculous getup," Laventon let out a would-be-casual chuckle, "and we're just returning for a good rest after a hard morning's work."
The guard was silent for a moment, looking Akari up and down, seemingly sizing her up and trying to recall if he had ever seen such a face before. After an agonizingly long pause during which Akari was certain the guard could hear her heart pounding, the guard finally spoke. "Well, alright then! But be sure she changes once she returns home, that outfit is absurd," the guard said, returning Laventon's chuckle.
"Yes, of course," Laventon responded, playfully patting the guard's shoulder as he and Akari passrd through the village gate.
Akari tried to act natural as they walked down the villages street, but she couldn't keep her eyes from wandering. These houses were made of wood and straw. They were similar to houses she had seen in her school history textbooks. And her mind was racing too. The way the guard looked at her...
After some time of walking down the street, Akari realized she was drawing looks from many of the villagers, all staring at her contemptuously or, at best, curiously. After receiving a particularly disgusted stare from one woman folding laundry out front of her home, Akari flushed, clasped her hands together and stared down at her feet, not wanting to draw any more attention to herself than her outfit - loose sweatpants, a sweatshirt, and sneakers - already was.
Finally, Laventon turned to a house at the end of the street and walked up to the door. "It isn't much," he said, "but it puts a roof over our heads, right?" He smiled again and pushed the door open.
He was right, it wasn't much. It was no larger than a studio apartment from her home town, with a hard wooden floor and a ladder leading up to a platform above the floor where, she assumed, Laventon must sleep. "Now, you just wait here, and I'll be back in a moment. We need to get you some clothes to blend in with." And with that, he walked out the door.
He returned some time later holding a bundle of what must have been clothes. "Here," Laventon said, holding out the bundle for Akari.
Akari took the pile, placed some on the table, and unfurled the first item. It was a pair of long, black, skin-tight compression pants, and a long sleeve shirt made of the same material. The material was reminiscent of the leggings she always wore, but instead it wrapped around her entire body, and looked as though it allowed almost nothing to the imagination. The second item was a navy blue drape that covered her front and back and stopped around her middle thigh, and was cut out down the sides and was meant to be tied together with a red rope around her waist. She was also given knee-high navy blue socks, wooden geta sandals, and a white bandana to hold up her hair. She was also given a tight white tank top with spaghetti straps, and short black compression shorts for indoor wear.
"Um... thank you." Akari said, not wanting to be rude. The truth was, she had never seen more bizarre clothing in her life, and the indoor clothes looked far too small for comfort. But, not wanting to stand out in the village or seem ungrateful for his help, she accepted the clothing.
"Well, it's getting late now." Laventon said. It had now been hours since Akari was found on the shore, between the walking and shopping. "Perhaps I should make us some supper, and then we can get to bed. As Laventon said this, the door opened, and a young boy walked through the door.
"Ah, Rei, there you are!" Laventon said. "I was wondering when you would return. Another successful venture into the wildnerness, I presume?" Rei nodded happily, but stopped short when his eyes fell on Akari. "Ah, yes, where are my manners?" Laventon chimed up, "Rei, this is Akari, a... a new student of mine. She'll be staying with us for a time, until we can figure out new accommodations for her. Akari, this is Rei, my son."
Akari waved sheepishly, wishing that Rei would stop staring at her like he was, as though she was from another planet, with an odd, almost sinister smile. "Well Akari, are you going to change? I think we best get you out of those experimental clothes," Laventon said happily, but with a significant glance back at Rei.
Akari received the message. Laventon did not want Rei, nor anyone else in the village, to learn of her strange arrival on the shore of the lake. She could only guess that this would be to her benefit somehow, and she trusted that Laventon had her best interest at heart. Since it seemed like they were going to be staying in for the rest of the night, she picked up the tank top-like shirt and compression shorts, leaving the traveling clothes to the side. Akari held the clothes to her chest and looked around. "Um, mister, I mean, Professor Laventon, where... where can I go to change?" She asked, her face going bright red, embarrassed even to ask.
Laventon gave her a strange look. "What do you mean? Is there something keeping you from changing right here?" He asked incredulously, as though the question was humorous to him.
Akari gaped at Laventon, apparently at a loss for words. "Well, it's only... I just was wondering if I might have a bit of privacy while I change," her voice gentle but unsteady.
Laventon and Rei exchanged slightly confused looks. Laventon turned to Rei and said, "Rei, would you mind running to the market and picking us up some rice? We've run out, and will need a bit extra for our guest."
"Sure!" Rei said agreeably, storming out of the home energetically.
Laventon turned back to Akari now with the puzzled look he had been giving her for the better part of the day. "Listen," he began, speaking gently, "this land that you come from, wherever it is... it seems that it is quite different from the way things are here. Privacy for silly things like getting undressed, especially for girls, is a foreign concept to us," he spoke these words softly, but unapologetically. "If you want to blend in here until we can figure out where you came from and how to get you home, then I'm quite afraid you're going to have to get used to it. We can't have Rei running around telling people of my strange new student who is unaware of our customs and traditions. You need to learn fast. Your safety here could very well depend on it."
Akari's eyes grew wider with each sentence. Then, she felt her eyes well up, threatening tears. Her eyes stung, but she blinked them away, embarrassed, not wanting to cry in front of Laventon, as he handed her back the night clothes she had put down. She couldn't bring herself to speak, but nodded slowly, as though she were in a trance. Her mind was foggy. "This isn't happening," she thought to herself.
Not 5 minutes after he left, Rei returned carrying a large sack of what Akari assumed was rice. "Ah, good lad. Let's get cooking then, shall we? And Akari," Laventon said, giving her another significant stare, "Go ahead and dress now, okay?"
Akari tried to gather herself. It was only getting changed, after all, right? She went toward the back of the home, as far back as she could get from the man and his son, starting up the fire place to prepare dinner. She paused for a moment, trying to steel herself, trying to prepare. Then, her heart sank even further. She wasn't even wearing a bra or underwear. She would have to be fully nude in front of these two strangers. She had never been fully nude in front of anyone before, and now she was expected to do so in front of these two? She was facing away from them, toward the wall, but she felt her skin crawl all the same, feeling as though she were being watched.
She started with her shoes, slowly unfastening them, standing there in her socks. That was the easy part. Then, she paused again. Shirt, or pants next? Which was worse? "They're both worse," she thought to herself, miserably. Reluctantly, she tucked her arms through the sleeves of her sweatshirt, and inch by slow inch, slid it off, gripping her white tank top in her hand so she could swap it on as quick as possible. She had slid it off to the point right before her breasts, and hesitated. Again, she felt eyes on her. Was it Professor Laventon? Or was it Rei? With one final thrust, all in one motion, she slid her sweatshirt off and let it fall to the ground. She stood there, with her back to the two boys. For an instant, her upper torso was exposed, revealing a tight, toned body with a perfectly trimmed waist and flat stomach. With one arm, she tried to cover her breasts, which were perky, perfectly soft, still developing C cups.
The exposure to the cold air stiffened her pink nipples and made her skin prickle with goosebumps. Or was it the fact that she was mortified, and being watched, and that her nude upper body was on display for the first time? In another fluent motion, she slid the tank top down over her, concealing her once again - if you could even call it concealing. To Akari's horror, she saw that she was right about the tank top. It left nothing to the imagination. It was low cut, revealing significant amounts of cleavage, and thin, so that her erect nipples were so prominent that she may as well have been wearing nothing at all. The tank top also ended just before her belly button, so her flat stomach and midriff were also well on display. And above all, it was tight. All together, it could hardly even be called a shirt.
She stood there for a moment in her tank top and sweatpants, toying with the fabric, seeing if she could make it any less constricting and, more importantly, revealing, but it was no use. Any attempt to stretch the shirt just caused it to snap back into place. Her eyes stung again; how on earth was she supposed to look the villagers, let alone Laventon and Rei, in the eyes wearing such an outfit? And she wasn't even finished yet. She held up the shorts next, and thought to herself that she would be lucky if it even fully covered her bottom. Once again, she paused, her fingers around the waistband of her pants, and inch by inch, slid them down.
This time, there was no hiding from the gaze she felt on her back. Whether she faced them or faced away from them, she would be exposing something she didn't want either of them to see. She decided her bottom was the lesser evil, and with another moment's hesitance, slid her pants down around her backside. Her ass, which had thus far largely been concealed by her baggy sweatpants, was just as perfect as the rest of her body; rounded, toned, and youthful, with neither stretch marks nor flaws. At her front, hidden from the sight of the boys, was her vagina, smooth and hairless. She removed her pants as quick as possible past that point, revealing her slender, waxed legs, and kicked them off frantically once they were down around her ankles, and slid the shorts on.
As she pulled them up, she saw her expectations were correct. She struggled to stretch them around her butt, pushing the shorts to their limit just to get them over it. When she had finally gotten the shorts to her waist, they snapped down hard, and Akari let out a quiet gasp at just how tight they felt. The shorts ended just slightly beyond the bottom of her butt, covering it entirely but again, nearly defeating the purpose of clothing with how defined her butt was in these shorts. What was more, the shorts also ended around her upper thigh at the front, and were so tight that a significant cameltoe could be seen, and there was nothing she could do about it. Again, any attempted adjustments just lead to the shorts snapping right back into place.
Akari looked down at herself. Her cleavage was spilling over the top of her tank top, her entire midriff was exposed, and her butt was gripped so tightly by the shorts that every curve and detail of it was clearly visible. Blinking back the coming tears once more, she wondered to herself what the point was of wearing anything at all at this point. And yet, considering that the alternative was walking around nude, she supposed she was at least thankful for some semblance of coverage.
She had been so in her head about changing, she had nearly forgotten Professor Laventon and Rei were still there. Changing had seemed like an eternity, but in reality, no more than a few minutes had passed. Gathering her wits as best she could, Akari turned around to face them. Laventon was busy tending the fire and the pot now steaming over the flame, and appeared to have not even looked up during the entire ordeal. She was relieved. Perhaps Laventon was not quite the creep she had begun to suspect he was. But then, she caught Rei's eye. He, in stark contrast to Laventon, was looking right at Akari. He had paused in the middle of chopping vegetables, and was staring at her with a near-ravenous expression. Akari knew then that it was Rei's eyes she had felt crawling over her skin while changing. His gaze was so intense it could be felt even when her back was turned. He seemed to snap to attention suddenly, took one last unashamed look at her chest, smiled, and resumed his chopping.
Akari, already as red as a tomato, flushed even deeper. What was wrong with that boy? Was he truly so unashamed to stare at her during a private moment? "But then," Akari thought, remembering Laventon's words, "privacy doesn't truly exist here, does it?" And she looked at her clothes again, somberly.
"Alright!" Laventon called, merrily. "I do believe dinner is ready!" He began pouring out the contents of the hotpot, a mixture of rice, vegetables, and Stantler venison.
It smelled wonderful, and Akari realized that it had been well over half a day at least since last she ate. Forgetting herself for a moment, she, along with Laventon and Rei, dug in, eating for a time in silence.
"Well, I'm happy to see the clothes fit you so nicely!" Laventon said after some time.
Akari looked at him, her mouth too full to speak at the moment. She wasn't sure if her's and Laventon's definition of 'fitting nicely' would align, but she held her tongue. Flushing as usual, and swallowing, Akari said, "Yes, thank you," meekly. As dinner progressed, conversation was scarce, the only sound being the clattering of their wooden bowls and silent chewing. Akari had been looking down at her food all the while, but finally glanced up, feeling that familiar feeling of being watched. She looked to her right and, sure enough, Rei had been staring, with rapt attention, at Akari once more - or rather, at Akari's cleavage.
She glanced quickly away, trying to pretend she hadn't noticed. She had never experienced such brazen perversion. Sure, back home, she would often catch boys at school, and even grown men and teachers from time to time, staring at whichever piece of skin they could get their eyes on. But they at least had the courtesy of pretending to be looking elsewhere if she ever caught their staring. But with Rei, this couldn't be less true. He looked to be about her age, old enough to know that such staring was wrong. And yet, even now, she felt his hungry gaze, almost seeming to unwrap her the longer he stared. She felt nude under that gaze. She essentially was.
"My, that did hit the spot," Laventon sighed, leaning back and patting his stomach, apparently quite satisfied with the meal. "Now then, Akari, I think we'll leave it to you now to tidy up around here," looking at her expectantly. "It is, after all, custom for the woman of the house to handle the cooking and cleaning. Think of this dinner as a sort of welcome, but from here on, I do think it best if you took care of such 'women's work,'" Laventon continued.
Akari's eyes widened. He said it so matter-of-factly, without a trace of humor, but also, without a trace of malice. Akari was taken aback. Never in her life had she experienced such unapologetic sexism. She continued to stare incredulously at Laventon for a time. After a moment's silence, Laventon once again gave her that significant look that said, "Don't question it," and, at a quizzical look from Rei, who had temporarily ceased exploring her body with his eyes, Akari quietly said, "Y-yes, of course," and stood up, collecting the bowls as she did so.
Akari washed as best she could, scrubbing the bowls in a large basin of water dedicated for such things. Behind her, she heard Laventon and Rei standing as well.
"What's say we get ready for bed, Rei?" Laventon grunted as he stood, slowly. The two climbed the small ladder to what Akari had correctly guessed was the sleeping area. She heard the floorboards creak as the two jostled around above her. For the first time all day, she was alone.
Akari finished cleaning the final dish, then stopped. She was alone. She could, if she wished, make a break for it, here and now. Her heart began to race. She placed the dishes down quietly and crept, step by step, to the door. Her hand was just closing around the handle, when she heard a terrifying, monstrous roar from somewhere outside. She couldn't even begin to guess what Pokémon it belonged to. She had never heard such a cry in all her life, and had no idea what laid in wait for her out in the wilderness. She would be completely powerless. Akari's shoulders fell, and her face sunk. There was no other choice. She'd have to stay here, until she figured out what on earth was going on.
Resigned to her fate, she gripped the rungs of the ladder and climbed up. She saw Rei and Laventon standing there at the back of the room. It took her eyes a moment to adjust to the darkness. Finally, as she stood at the top of the ladder, she could just make out what she was looking at.
There, at the end of the room, stood the man and boy, Laventon tall but soft, not muscular, but slightly chubby, and Rei, slightly taller than Akari, thin and wirey. Then, Akari could make out their bodies. Her eyes grew wider. They were shirtless, Laventon's torso hairy and unshaven, while Rei stood hairless and smooth. And then, Akari looked closer. And her eyes grew wider as she realized - they were naked.
Akari had never seen one before, not in person. She had, of course, seen pictures during her sexual education classes, but that was nothing compared to this. There they stood, both with their penises out on full display. Rei's penis looked small and as hairless as his chest, his testicles shriveled slightly in the cold, his shaft soft, no longer than 2 inches. But Professor Laventon was a different story. His penis, though soft, was long, and thick. It hung low between his legs - Akari guessed it was nearly as long her forearm - and his testicles were massive and sagging. There was a mass of white hair growing around its base as well.
Within seconds of realizing what she was looking at, Akari clasped a hand over her mouth to stifle her gasp, and looked quickly away, thankful the darkness was masking her shocked and reddened face.
"Akari, what's the matter?" Laventon said as casually as though this were a quiet conversation at a coffee shop. "Come now, it's time for bed. I'll be sleeping on Rei's bed for now, so the two of you can share mine. It's more than big enough for you kids," he said warmly, as if this were a real treat for Akari.
Akari's head was still turned. She looked back toward Laventon, but was unable to make eye contact, staring up toward the ceiling. "R-r-right. T-thank you, Professor Laventon," Akari stammered, moving toward the larger of the two beds, set facing each other on opposite sides of the room. "Well, g-goodnight!" She said quickly, ducking under the blanket onto the cold, hard mattress, clearly made of straw.
"Goodnight, Akari. Goodnight, Rei," Akari heard Laventon say. She heard the rustling of the bed across from her, and knew Laventon was settling into his bed.
"Goodnight!" Rei's voice called out from the opposite side of the bed Akari was feigning sleep in.
Akari was as close to the edge of her side of the bed as she could be, and curled into a fetal position as she felt the blanket lift slightly and the bed clamber as Rei climbed in on the opposite side. The room was dark, and quiet. Outside, the sound of Murkrows calling echoed. Akari shut her eyes, trying desperately to fall asleep.
Then, she heard the bed clambering again, and felt the rustling of the sheets. Rei was moving. Akari felt his presence drawing closer. Every muscle in her body tensed with fear, her breathing becoming shakier. The rustling stopped when she could nearly feel Rei's breath on the back of her neck. Then, she felt his hands move. Slowly, at first. She felt one hand placed in the middle of her back, slowly rubbing it up and down. She recoiled at the touch, but, already being at the edge of the bed, she had nowhere else to go without making a scene. Her heart was pounding so hard that it was all she could hear now.
The back rubbing continued for some time, for what felt like an eternity to Akari, and then it stopped. She was hopeful for a moment, but then, the hand was back. And this time, it slid slowly down until it landed on her right buttcheek. Akari's heart was hammering now. "This is a dream. This isn't real," she repeated in her head over and over again. But the feeling of the hand on her butt was surely real. And that feeling became all the more real when it began to fondle her ass, over her shorts.
Then, Rei was right behind her, nearly spooning her as he fondled Akari's ass greedily. She felt Rei shifting once more, and felt his arm reach around her side. "No..." Akari thought, "please." But, sure enough, the hand searched her body until it found what it was looking for - Akari's breasts. Rei's naked body was now pinned against Akari's. She was paralyzed with fear, too scared even to move, or resist, simply praying this would all end soon.
There the two laid, Rei groping and molesting every inch of Akari he could get his hands on, and Akari squirming and wriggling, repulsed by every touch. Eventually, Rei maneuvered his hand down the front of Akari's tank top, cupping her breasts and toying with her nipples, all the while grabbing handfuls of Akari's ass. And that's how they stayed. Rei molested Akari under the sheets for nearly an hour, taking in as much of her as he could get. Until the movements began to slow, from greedily to sleepily. And then, the molesting stopped all together, and Rei's breathing became steady, and then turked into soft snores. He had fallen asleep in the middle of his pleasures.
Akari laid there, alone. The only one awake. The sound of Rei's quiet snores melding with the sounds of Laventon's louder, raspier snores. She laid there, feeling filthy. She felt defiled, she felt impure. She had never let anyone touch her there, had never let anyone touch her in that way. She curled herself into as tight a ball as she could, Rei's hand still cupped around one of her breasts. She laid there, in utter disbelief over what had just happened, trying to forget, trying to pretend it wasn't real. And then, finally, she did cry. After a day of fighting them, her tears finally fell. She laid in the dark, weeping silently, stifling her gasps and trying to still her shaking. She cried until finally, blessedly, she fell asleep.
Perhaps she'd wake up and this would all be a dream.
A bit of a slow burn in this chapter, but it was mainly meant to establish the setting and the world! Much more excitement to come. Please be sure to leave your thoughts and comments, critiques, or where you'd like to see this story go next!
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