Eating Your Weight: Red Fever

Aika had to actively force herself not to grin from ear to ear as she walked from the stairs and back into the school proper. Her lips still tingled with the taste and feeling of Naomi's stiff rod, and her body was buzzing with arousal from the taboo act she had just performed. She felt tingly, like she just had a cup of coffee in the middle of an all-nighter, but with none of the exhaustion that came with it

Aika's thighs brushed together under her skirt and she shuddered, ‘I’m fucking soaked too. Probably shouldn't have given her my panties.’

Aika wondered what Naomi would do with them now that she had them. Would she keep them in her nightstand like some kind of trophy? Would she jack off with them, using the smell of Aika and the memories of what happened on the roof to shoot fat ropes all over herself? The redhead shivered, remembering the feeling of that cock pulsing in her hand and the powerful pumps as it blasted in her mouth.

She had to calm down. Aika took a deep breath, trying to clear her mind before she leaked down her thighs. She was already going to have to be careful not to leave a stain the next time she sat down; she didn't think she could hide a pair of soaked stockings too.

Easier said than done though, especially since she could still taste the girl on her tongue. Salty and creamy, slightly sweet. It filled her mouth and she was sure that anyone could smell it on her breath. Good thing she brought some gum today.

She popped a stick in her mouth, chewing thoroughly as she headed towards the cafeteria. She figured it was probably a good idea to get some real food on top of all that cum she'd already eaten.

The tingles hadn't gone away, but she figured that was fine. Neither had the horniness.

{~~~ Four Hours Later ~~~}

Four hours later, Aika was second-guessing that conclusion.

The redhead found herself in her second-to-last class of the day, trying and failing to focus on the work in front of her through the headache blazing behind her eyes. It felt like someone was taking a jackhammer to her skull, pounding away every thought and replacing them with nothing but pain. Her body was still tingling too, but it was not pleasant anymore. Instead it felt like someone let loose a colony of fire ants underneath her skin and they'd made themselves well at home inside each and every pore.

Aika put down her pencil and took off her glasses, blinking sweat out of her eyes. What was happening to her? Was she sick? Did she get food poisoning or something? That chicken she ate earlier looked pretty dicey but she didn't think they'd sell something rotten here of all places. She should have gone with the pork.

A nudge on her shoulder had her looking over. The blurry form of the girl beside her resolved itself into a friendly face as Kanao leaned closer. Her classmate had a wide grin stretching her cheeks as she looked at Aika with twinkling brown eyes.

“So, Miss Kiryu,” she began in a smug whisper, "I hear rumors that you've been fishing on the other side of the pond these days. Care to share?”

Aika's headache had driven away any witty comeback and she couldn't do anything but stare at the other girl, barely comprehending what she had even said. “Huh?”

Kanao clicked her tongue, glancing to make sure the teacher wasn't watching before leaning closer, “Come on, don't be like that. I heard all about you going up to the roof with the new girl and coming down grinning like you won a million yen. I never thought the girl with the built in size meter would be interested in fairer sex.”

Her words broke through the fugue infesting Aika's mind and the girl realized what was going on. She smiled as much as she could, though she was pretty sure it came out as more of a grimace, “A girl doesn't kiss and tell, you know? Naomi isn't like the rest of us. She's got more than enough to keep me interested.”

Kanao’s eyes seemed to glitter, “Ooh! Does that mean–?”

“Is there something you'd like to discuss, girls?” The teacher interrupted their conversation with a stern glance. Aika and Kanaa gave him sheepish smiles followed by a chorus of ‘no, sensei' and he nodded, turning back to the board.

Kanao gave Aika a look telling her that this wasn't over, and Aika knew that she was in for an inquisition tomorrow before school. She sighed, turning back to her work so she didn't have to beg for the notes in return for whatever information the girl tried to pry out of her.

Aika's day didn't improve from there. The strange feelings in her body didn't go away and the splitting headache persisted, even after she popped into the nurse for some painkillers and water. Her sickness only grew worse and worse and the tingling in her body grew stronger, feeling like nothing she had ever felt before. The closest she could equate it to was trying to warm up your hands after being in freezing weather, the rushing of blood inside frozen digits feeling like tight pinpricks underneath the skin. It was like that, except all over her body and a million times more intense.

Combined with the headache and a steady fatigue, she could barely keep her eyes open by the time the school day was over. She didn't bother talking to her friends or even her parents when she walked in the door. She headed straight to her room, threw her bag on the floor, and face-planted in the bed. She was out before she hit her pillow.

When she opened her eyes next, she was greeted by the sound of chirping birds and the soft light of the sun leaking through her curtains. She was on her back, on top of the covers, and absolutely soaked in sweat. A wet rag was resting on her forehead, cool to the touch, and a small bucket had been placed beside her bed, thankfully empty.

Aika recognized the setup. It was extremely similar to when she got the flu last year and was bedridden for like a week. Only the difference this time was that she couldn't remember being sick, or even what happened after she laid down.

She lifted herself up, taking the rag off of her head and glancing around. Her eyes caught on the alarm clock next to her bed, and her jaw dropped as she saw the time.

“One-thirty!? I slept for twenty hours!?”

Indeed, her clock was blinking a brightly colored one, three, and oh. Accompanied by the tiny pm beside them, it painted a distressing picture for the alarmed redhead. And not just because she had missed her actual alarm and thus, an entire school day.

Getting over her shock, Aika got up from bed and left her room behind. As she walked into the house proper, she realized that she felt much better than before. Energetic even.

“I guess I better be with twenty hours of sleep in my system.” She muttered as she glanced back to her room. “Yesterday was so weird. I've never been so sick that I've slept for that long.”

As she wondered what had happened to her, her nose caught a whiff of something delicious. A lure of spice and onion that brought her towards the kitchen long before she could hear the sounds of pans clanging together. It had somehow escaped her before now, but she suddenly realized she was starving! Probably because she slept for basically an entire day.

“Whatcha making?” Aika asked as she stepped into the kitchen. Her parents were hard at work at the stove, and jumped at her appearance, nearly spilling a pot full of simmering vegetables onto the floor as they turned to her with wide eyes.

“Aika! Honey, what are you doing out of bed?”

Aika shrugged as her mom put the pot back on the burner and rushed over to her, “I just woke up a few minutes ago. I feel a lot better than before, but I'm really hungry.”

“Well then take you woke up just in time!” Her dad laughed, happy to see his daughter was better, “Take a seat, sweetie. Dinner's almost up!”

Aika sat at the table eagerly and soon enough, dinner was served. Hamburg steam with vegetables and a light sauce. It's a simple dinner, and one they'd had a million times but tonight, it had never looked or smelled better.

Aika tore into her food like a ravenous beast, barely pausing to answer her parents’ questions about how she was feeling and if she had eaten something strange. Her hunger was so great that she had already downed two plates before she had even realized, much more than the light portions she would normally eat.

She had room for more too! But her parents were giving her a look and her embarrassment finally outweighed her hunger, leading her to stop there.

As she cleaned her dishes,a shiver passed through her, accompanied by yet another tingle that seemed to pass through her entire body. Aika froze, momentarily worried that it would get stronger like it had in class, but to her relief, it only lasted a moment, disappearing and leaving behind a warmth in her core that stayed with her.

Her parents didn't seem to notice, so Aika quickly finished cleaning and excused herself under the guise of needing to shower. Well, it wasn't much of an excuse. She had been sweating a lot in her sleep, and that had definitely left her with an odor.

Upstairs, underneath the hot spray, Aika wondered what was happening to her. This feeling inside of her, not to mention the hunger! She never would have been able to eat that much even if she didn't eat for a week; getting sick not eating for one day doesn't just magically make your stomach bigger.

The fever… that had to be the root of it. It, in and of itself, was strange. The way it came on so suddenly, manifesting in only a couple of hours and leaving her bedridden for half a day, that wasn't normal. But where did that realization leave her?

“Absolutely nowhere.” Aika sighed, lathering her body up in suds and soap. As a soapy hand slipped down between her thighs, she blinked as she felt something sticky on her thighs, before her face wrinkled in slight disgust as she realized that sweat was the only thing covering her. What kind of fever gave her wet dreams she couldn't even remember. Lame.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a shiver, like the world trembling before an impending storm and Aika gasped another flash of heat spiked through her body, only this one is so much stronger and didn't go away. She spasmed as waves of arousal washed over her again and again, seemingly without end. She managed to slam a hand over her mouth, strangling the moan that tried to escape as she convulsed. The fingers of her left hand scraped against the wall as pure ecstasy raced through her body like lava through a tube, making her feel hotter than the scalding water raining down on her.

By the time it was over, the bathroom was full of fog and Aika was left straight blankly at the wall in front of her, trying to catch her breath.

‘Did I just fucking cum?’ She thought deliriously as the crashing waves of pleasure slowly stopped. Shuddering, she looked down and noted that yes, she did just fucking cum. And now she had to start her shower all over again.

“What the fuck?” Despite the pleasant ache between her legs, Aika was more disturbed than actually happy that her usual hour-long masturbation session had been preempted. This was definitely not normal.

The tingles were still there as well, but they weren't as strong. Aika didn't feel like she was going to cream her non-existent panties anytime soon. She glanced down at her hand, watching her fingers tremble with the aftershocks of her orgasm, only to scream as her hand was suddenly engulfed in flames.

She screamed, jerking her hand away and shoving it up to the sewing shower head. But the flames didn't go out, flickering underneath the spray of water like they weren't bothered at all. The scorching hot feeling of the flames was sharp and painful and… pleasant?

Aika’s panic wavered as she watched the orange fire dance underneath the water. It didn't hurt at all, actually, and she realized what she was feeling was actually her pressing the back of her hand against the scalding hot metal shower head. Pulling it away, she found that the flames didn't actually hurt at all. It just… tingled.

“Freaky…” Aika murmured as she waved her hand back and forth before warily bringing it close to get face. Upon closer inspection, the fire wasn't quite what she thought it was. It looked and acted like it, but it was see-through and somehow just less real.

The longer she stared at it, the further she was drawn in. It was like the flames had cast a spell on her, entrancing her senses and compelling her to… do what? She wasn't sure.

Aika jumper as a fist banged on the bathroom door. The flames on her hand flickered out of existence as her mom's voice shouted from just beyond, “Aika? Are you alright? I heard a scream.”

Aika coughed, “Uh, yeah, mom! I just slipped is all! I'm fine!”

“Oh, alright! Please be careful. I'm just across the hall if you need anything.”

“Thanks, mom!”

Her mom's presence retreated from beyond the door and Aika breathed a sigh of relief. It was a good thing her parents weren't prone to barging in on her. Anymore at least.

She turned her attention back to her hand, finding it the same peach tone as always. The tingling under her skin was still there though, and as she reached out to it, ethereal fire burst from her pores just like before. She held it up to her face, examining it closely without fear this time as she wondered what could be the cause of this.

As she watched the flames flicker, something about tingled in the back of her mind. The color was familiar, not quite orange she realized, but lighter, riding the border between two colors that painted the world every evening. It reminded her of something. If someone. A pair of ochre eyes, staring down at her, and the same heat she was feeling right this moment, only far more carnal and in no need of an explanation.

Suddenly, it clicked. A possible answer to her questions. There was only one thing in her life that had changed recently, and it sure as hell wasn't her skincare routine. What were the chances that this all just happened to start the same day she swallowed half a cup of girlcum?

Naomi Kanei was a recent fixture in Aika's life and definitely the most interesting thing to happen to Kuoh since they became a coed school. She stood out a bit thanks to her dyed hair and loud attitude, but she seemed like a normal girl other than that. At least to eyes but Aika’s.

A girl with a dick - a big one too. It seemed like a dream come true. Most of the guys in Kuoh were either not her type or just didn't pack enough heat to satisfy her. Naomi was a breath of fresh air, so it only stood to reason that she should get a better whiff. She didn't really expect to suck her off on the roof - but hey, what can you do? It was fun for both of them so she wasn't going to complain.

At least not until she got sick and her hand caught on fire like she had the world's most proactive STD. She'd heard that the clap could burn, but she had a feeling it wasn't supposed to be this literal. It seemed that their new student was hiding more than just a nice set underneath that skirt of hers.

“What did you do to me, Naomi?” She asked the air, watching flames flicker between her fingers.

Something weird was going on here, and she intended to find out.