Aegir had been relegated in doing his own leg work know that he was out of nodes and now realized how useful the diminitive creatures were. Soon though he'd have budded another one but until then he had been caught up in various roles, whether it was near the air fields scanning the minds of new arrivals or using his illusions to mask himself as a student or faculty member to get close to veteran students and scan their minds.

He being picky about his targets and a rather lazy being at that had rejected most individuals that was when he had even bothered making a note of them in the first place and putting forth even a token effort. On this day he had been in rare form and it was in the cafeteria that he had first seen her.

Yuki ... he had scanned her mind and found her past interesting. Interesting was good as it sparked ideas and his kind not know for creativity drew off of that. Well, he had anyway given that he was tainted by all the minds that he had consumed in the past.

He dug into her memories though he had not approached her. He was more on a fact finding mission and up until now Linda was winning out but he'd have to bump her for another night. Tonight he had decided to have some fun, his target had been selected all that was required was the waiting.

Thus when the middle of the night rolled around, Aegir found himself clinging to the outer wall of her dorm room, his pigment now black to better mask himself against the swirl of darkness that made up the terrain.

Steadily he crept up the building until he could peek through the window, his mind reaching out to her brainwaves to determine if she were here and even if she were conscious, their were different readings he got with different minds though in any event it hadn't really mattered one way or the other if she were awake or not.

Unaware of what waited outside her bedroom window and what he sought to do to her, Yuki walks into her dorm room, locking the door behind her. It was the end of the week and was looking forward to having a somewhat relaxing weekend. Being the night before the weekend, Yuki has just come back from a relaxing shower. She has a lose towel wrapped around her body, and her hair still not completely dry. However, unlike her usual pre-weekend showers, this one took longer then usual: she is horny tonight. Before she gets her period, Yuki goes through a week of being rather horny, which means her mind tends to drift to memories of her time "working" on the trains. So her shower time tends to extend as her mind drifts back to the past and plays with her body for a few orgasms.

With the nights being a bit warmer, Yuki let her towel slide to the floor and pulled out a piece of light nightwear. Wearing this one did not help her already horny state as this one she received from one of her many "customers". Probably a potential candidate wanting to be the lucky one to pluck her cherry and have her wear it at that occasion. But the clothing also served to make it easier to play with her own body. Or for someone else to play with her body.

Yuki pulls up a black g-string up her legs (one would think she'd quickly given up the habit of wearing underwear at this school), putting it into place over her slightly moist pussy, before putting on the lingerie. Despite the warmer weather, her nipples were poking into the soft material already.

Yuki makes her way to her bed, her mind starting to replay one of her many memories on a train, and lay on top of the sheets. There was no one else in the room at the moment so why go under the sheets?

http://www.bekisboutique.com/images/pro ... 643_fv.jpg <-what she's wearing to bed

Aegir had wasted little time. He had discovered through the fluidity of the brainwaves in the room beyond that Yuki was indeed conscious. In fact he had found her thoughts straying back to times in the past, that she was indeed reflecting on them and that would certainly make matters easier.

He lightly pressed into her mind altering her perceptions as he generated an illusion before her or rather he robbed her senses of his visage so she would fail to see him there peering in through the bedroom window. His multifaceted mind had gone to work too, he reaching out with his telekinesis to slowly unlock the window.

Though he found himself uncharacteristically distracted as his white eyes washed over the curves of Yuki's body, the towel hitting the floor revealing all her luscious wares to him as well as the tattoo on her shoulder. He delighted in what he saw, being a visual creature he could smell the musky scent rising out of him which occurred sometimes when he grew aroused ... well in the rare instances that he was very aroused he should say.

Though the moment that he caught wind of his own scent he altered her perceptions at once, scrubbing her perception of the scent. But as he observed her he had the desire to take her, feeling anticipation bubble through his veins.

Being a telepath though he did not always have to take in order to experience pleasure since he felt his own pleasure through his senses. But when he was in the throes of matters he experienced things doubly, feeling his own pleasure and the pleasure that had been looped back upon him.

But the end result was still questionable. He found the ability to think coherantly return to him as Yuki dressed figuring that it was best to take advantage of the state she was in and her recent train of thoughts. Patiently he would wait until she went to sleep, that would be where the true fun would begin.

Yuki was unaware of the second presence entering her room, the creature that had watched her change clothes and has plans to take advantage of her current state. Some nights during the horny period she would masturbate before falling asleep but with her "play time" during the shower allowed her to skip that tonight.

Well sort of.

Yuki rolls on to her side and closes her eyes, one of her hands drifts cover her stomach and up her body, latching on to her breast. The hand alternates between squeezing the mound of flesh and playing with her hard nipple, twisting and tugging it. Soft moans and groans escape from her lips as she plays with her body in this manner.

During these moments, Yuki wonders what would have happened. What would have happened had she not been caught, had her parents not sent the investigator, had she been able to graduate and been placed on the "night train". She had heard rumors what happened on the train, that some said it was filled with well-off clients (most of them older, not so attractive men) and only one girl. Others said it looked like a regular train only without any train officials or chance of getting caught. Or stopped. There it would start off with only one client but slowly more would make themselves known. Either way, she would be alone and expected to satisfy multiple men. And likely would be penetrated in her ass and cunt. She would start working at midnight, not stepping off until the early morning hours. Sore, covered in fluids, yet well satisfied in the end.

She plays with herself for some time before drifting off to sleep. As she drifts off to sleep, her hand slows down and stops playing with her breast, but it rests on the top of it.

Aegir enjoys the show, his desire only increasing as he watches as he had never enjoyed having such a show displayed before him. His eyes trace over her fingers watching as they manipulate her breast, his mind easily picking up the thoughts that had been streaming through her head though the show had not lasted overly long, long enough though to grant him a little taste.

But as sleep overtook her he telekinetically opened the window with his mind, it sliding opened as he slithered through it with a stiff night breeze, once inside he reclosed the door stopping the dancing of the curtains.

His mouth tendrils swayed in anticipation as he drew forward, slithering across the floor. He was still monitoring her thoughts, his own mind tracing against her own as he mainipulated it's normal functions, enhancing certain functions to stimulate REM sleep, conjuring up a dream.

And there she was, back home in her room prior to leaving for Shokushu. Everything had been as she remembered and before she had much time to gaze around the room the of her cell phone called to her from her dresser, It had been set of vibrate so it wasn't an actual ring that drew her attention rather it was the vibration as it swayed back and forth rumbling slightly against the top of the dresser begging for her attention.

Yuki doesn't notice the change, accepting the fact that she's back home again as merely a part of the dream. With it being a dream, she doesn't remember what's happened to her since she got caught, or that she even got caught, but with it being a dream, it is possible she may remember later.

In her dream, it was mid afternoon, possibly a weekend since she was at home. Either way, Yuki was laying on her bed, dressed in fairly casual clothing, when her work phone goes off. She normally puts it on vibrate so it wouldn't draw attention of her parents when she was home. Otherwise the phone was hidden when she was away. Much like her final days before being caught, it had been some time since she had received a message so Yuki was a bit quicker then normal when she sprang from her bed to look at the message.

The message gave a time & place for her to meet, but, unlike any of the previous messages she received, had no end time or stop name. Yuki, for the briefest moment, thought this to be odd until she noticed the location. In this dream world, a new train route had recently opened and details were sketchy at best as to when the train would run and where it would stop. So it was likely that they didn't have the information themselves. No matter, lately she was finished when the customer had received his own orgasm. Soon after he would step off and she would step off a few stops later.

There is also something else in the text message.

Instructions.

The instructions told her to wear her "school girl uniform" plus the contents of the box. "What box?" Yuki wonders aloud before turning around to see a brown box sitting on top of her bed. She walks over to the bed and opens the box. Amongst the packing form are two pieces of clothing.

Well, they could hardly be called clothing.

One is a light pink half cup bra. If she wore the bra right now, the wires would go under her ample boobage like normal, however, her breasts would be exposed in the air. Also, it won't take much to get the bra off her if someone was in a hurry, since it snapped in the front.

The second piece of clothing is a black crotchless g-string. The front has a ribbon lace up detailing, but the lace looks like it would be easy enough for someone to pull apart, leaving her pussy fully exposed.

Perhaps this is her graduation night, she thinks to herself excitedly. But isn't this too early? Her own school graduation is far away and normally the "night train" isn't until closer to midnight. The time she was given is no where near that time. Or perhaps it's just another fantasy a customer wanted. It wasn't the first time she received clothing from a customer before a job.

Yuki shrugs off any concern she may have about the job and strips off her clothes before putting on her "work clothes" along with the two pieces sent to her. Her red and green plaid skirt stops just pass her ass and her white top stretches over her breasts. The top isn't see through, so no one would be able to tell the colour of her bra, but the top is clearly a size too small of her. But this only helps accentuate her large breasts. She forgoes any stockings or socks and slips into a pair of black heels.

She sneaks out of her room and into the bathroom to put on a little makeup and brush her hair before she slips out of her house quietly. Given that this is a dream, it takes her only a few steps before she's waiting at the train platform. Soon, a train car pulls up and opens it doors in front of her and Yuki steps on to the train.

The dream was progressing nicely. Tapped into her subconscious Aegir had been aware of the way events had occurred as well as being aware of all the fantasies that she had hung onto from that day, a day of unfullment.

He cast his gaze down on the red head, he was always partial to red heads preferring them above all others and this was no exception. She looked so delicious there that he had to fight the impulse of snatching up her vulnerable body and tearing into it. Perhaps if he were a few thousand years younger he would have forgone his initially plans, then again his kind were always patient given their long life spans and normally slow movement they had never been in a rush to do anything.

But patience aside he did reach out to her, letting a hand run slowly against her side, hitching his fingers just beneath her breast. Of course he had reached into her mind to scrub his touch from her mind so she did not feel it or falsely interpret it. No, not yet ...

Things were slightly different here of course and while she may have struggled with his changes it would all make sense to her as time played out. He was already anticipating the fun that he was going to have with this and as the train doors open up before her on the platform greeting her.

As she entered the train was reasonably full, at least she found. It was far from packed but there were a decent amount of people in this car along with the other cars. There was a Japanese woman along with a toddler sucking upon a lollipop, an attractive young businessman in a white suit, another plump Japanesse buisnessman reading the newspaper, a teen listening to an ipod and bobbing his head to music only he could hear, an old asian man missing all but his two front side teeth on the top of his jaw and an equally elderly lady of asian descent and a bunch of teenagers wearing the uniforms of one of the local schools that Yuki recognize.

It wasn't too late in the evening either, around the time you'd expect school to be letting out.

She got immediate looks from the old man that grinned at her swowing his mostly toothless mouth. He obviously liked what he saw, even though he was about 20 years past his prime from the looks of it he proved that he could still look though give the way that he was ogling her. The buisnessman in the white suit shot a cursory glance at her though no more than that. Though when he looked up from his paper the plump man had his attention upon her, at least he was looking at her when he thought she was not paying him any attention though it was clear that he was only now pretending to read the paper.

As Yuki stepped on to the train, she does give the crowd a quick scan and notices mainly two main factors: one, it's fairly crowded and two, there doesn't seem to be any train officials, or any kinds of police officers. At least any that she immediately noticed. Those were two key things Yuki always looks for when she first gets on a train. Crowds makes it easier to slip in and less likely to be noticed when a customer approaches her. She doesn't notice who else is on the train, though if she did, she wouldn't pay them much attention. Even when she doesn't work, men ogle and check her out, so she wouldn't be too surprised to find the ones on the train doing do. She'd be more surprised if they didn't. She made it a habit never to try to figure out who her customer would be. Simply because she would find it harder to "work" if she knew it was a fat, ugly man. Otherwise she pays little attention to the people who are on the train.

Anyways, after her own security check, Yuki makes her way through the crowd and stops in front of a pole in the car. The pole will allow her something stable to hold on to during the trip and a few customers, she found, liked pushing her against it, in lieu of a wall.

She wraps her hand around the pole at shoulder height, takes a deep breath, exhales, and closes her eyes as the bells sounds the closing of the doors and the train leaving the station. She is a little bit nervous but that is normal for her at the start of a job. She never knows when the customer will approach her or what he will do first. So, she continues to stand in front of the pole, her hand wrapped around it and with her eyes closed as the train pulls away from the station, and waits for her customer to find her. Unaware of the real danger she is in.

Yes, things were developing nicely. The dream continued to play out at Aegir's whim, a hand unconsciously rubbing up and down her side while he dulled her sensation to his touch in the real world. His multifaceted mind allowed him to concentrate on multiple things and while a portion of his mind had been focused on the dream another had dulled her senses to his touch, another pushed into her mind manipulating it enough to deepen her sleep so that she would not waken unexpectedly. Another portion of his mind still had been in the present looking down of her sleeping form fully aware of what was transpiring around him.

Back in the dream Yuki felt something slid up against her backside, and while her first thought must of been of her client and he making a move the touch wasn't as fierce or commanding as she would have expected,

"Sorry," she heard someone mutter, one of the students had accidentally brushed against her in route to the doors opening them up and entering into another compartment. But all that took only a few seconds before her eyes pressed closed as they were, had been devoid of visual sensation as she felt warmth spread against her left ass cheek. Her skirt hefted up only slightly as the tips pf fingers ran against the smooth flesh of her ass, no mistaking it this time, her client had found her or perhaps it was someone else entirely though that was doubtful ...

In the real world, Yuki sleeps on, unaware of the monster that is in her room. While she may not be able to feel or sense the hand rubbing up and down her side, Yuki's body rolls a bit so that she is now laying on her back. After all, it's acceptable that someone might move a bit in their sleep, while being unaware of it themselves.

Within the dream, Yuki doesn't take offence to the people brushing up against her. That sort of thing is common after all, especially at this time of travel. Either that or her client wanted to test her reactions. The second touch, however, she recognizes as something definitely a client would do. Her eyes snap open quickly, making a soft surprise noise. Pretending to not want the attention, she tries to move her ass away from the fingers, making it seem like she wants to discourage the person, but not enough to draw any one else's attention. She doesn't turn her head around but she tries to make it seem to the client that she's "nervous". Whether she could be nervous about what the fingers are doing to her or at the idea of someone catching them, she leaves up to the customer to decide. The truth of the matter being that she's getting slightly aroused. Her in-dream pussy starting to moisten while her actual pussy, already aroused before the dream began, is nice and wet. If a creature were able to smell her hormones at the moment, they would definitely notice that her arousal is starting to increase.

She moves her eyes back and forth, trying to "find" the person, but doesn't seem them. Any serious looking would require Yuki to actually turn her head to some degree but since she doesn't want to actual find the person, she keeps her head firmly straight, and looking forward.

Drawing in the scent of her sex Aegir knew, even if he was not a telepath, that Yuki desired this. Thus in the dream matters continued onward without any break or hesitation. She squirmed away "trying" to get away from the touch that was rolling over her.

As Yuki tried to see her target and thus failed given that she was not really trying to locate her client though inadvertently she was able to see who it was not, well at least there where a few people that it couldn't be anyway. The mother and her son with the lollipop where towards the corner of the train not paying her any attention at the moment. All or was it most of the school students were still accounted for though she could not see all of them from where she was without looking behind her.

The elders were in range of her vision. The old lady not paying her much attention though the man was, he was watching her, staring at her as he grinned obviously seeing the show that was going on. She could see neither buisnessman though, seeing how they were behind her.

But as she tried to pull away from that touch Yuki could feel a rough hand sliding against her hip, grasping it as the other continued to play with her runp, warm breath cascaded at the back of her neck though as her client stepped closer to her, the hand on her hip drawing her back further while the other hand curled around her hip though remained beneath her skirt as fingers parted her undergarments, then moist lips, a thumb brushing up against her clit as he slowly circled it as a finger rubbed lightly against her sex though he had not penetrated her, at least not yet.

One thing was certain though whoever he was seemed eager to get at her wasting no time in his administrations yet had some degree of patience too give the slow movements of his fingers against her, one hand drawing her back against the hard plans of his body while his fingers brushed lightly against her mound while his thumb dexterously rubbed against her clit.

Only now the fingers on her hip where not so much as holding her back but rather smoothly brushing against her skin.

Yuki catches a glimpse of the elders and the group of teenagers in her fake "look". She isn't too surprised by the sight of the elder woman or man in her view. Though if she took a few seconds more to pay attention to the man, she would have seen the look on his face. But perhaps that's why she doesn't take a longer look at him. Who'd want to see an old man drooling over the sight of you getting molested on a train? The group of teens seemed to be mostly boys so that would rule them out of saying anything. If anything, they would cause her to get caught only because they would make too much noise themselves, enjoying the sight of her body being played with so openly.

Yuki feels the client's breath on her neck as he steps closer towards her, picking up the familiar scent of alcohol on his breath. Yuki would never understand why so many clients felt the need to drink before playing with her. Despite how she may act through out the entire thing, she is a willing person in this. If anything the alcohol made their time… shorter with her. She keeps her head forward and lets out another quiet noise as the fingers start to play with her in the front. Keeping up with the act, she tries to move back but that only causes her body to press more against the client's body. No doubt he will enjoy that. Well, he would enjoy that if this wasn't a dream. And if she was dealing with a human.

She pants lightly as the thumb rubs against her clit. "Oonnegai," she says softly. "Stopu." She does indeed speak English fluently and without an accent, but finds that men enjoyed it more when she pretends to speak with a slight accent and mispronounce her words.

The dream may not enjoy it but her pleasure was being feed to Aegir as he scanned her mind as he constantly did. His telepathic sense was just that, another sensory tool that he used without thinking much about it unless it was gone to him for some reason and that only happened rarely such as dealing with nonsentient beings and plants.

But now that she was being touched in the dream Aegir pulled back with his own restraints that he placed on her, he had dulled her touch before though now he restored that sensation corresponding his touch to what the dream client was doing to her.

It sure did have it's advantages having a boneless body seeing that he could squeeze tentacles beneath her though he made matters easier for himself drawing upon his telekinesis to levitate her upward a few inches from her bed so that his hands and tentacles could gain access to her with greater ease.

His fingers slid down between her thighs pressing aside her undergarments as his fingers danced against her flesh just as they were doing in that dream. Yes, the dream.

Fingers reached up a hand coming out from beneath her skirt so that his touch traced against her side, then cupped around the curve of a breast. So far so good the only one to notice a thing was the old man who was watching intently, that was until fingers pressed around her breast as they squeezed against her,

The man grinded against her backside, slowly, patiently, barely moving at the time though allowing his fingers to sweep against her sex, then a gasp, some kind excitedly turned to one of his friends.

"Look over there ..."

One breast covered bra had been revealed, certainly seen by one of the teens who drew the attention of the others. A portion of her blouse had been pulled down and a hand know was kneading her breast as lips grazed against the side of her neck, a pause as his nose brushed aside what he could of her hair that had been in the way before returning to her neck once more, his tongue fluttering out against the flesh in soft licks inbetween the kisses that he showered down on her.

Yuki is totally unaware of what's happening to her physical body however, her brain does sense the slight levitation off her bed. Likely for Aegir though, her mind interrupts the movement in the dream as a slight breeze against her side and nothing more. Certainly nothing to break her focus in the dream or alarm her that something is wrong. Her pussy is now wet, the wetness likely transferring to any fingers/tentacles. Along with the sensations from the dream and what the monster is doing to her, her nipples are fully hard and perky, pressing hard against the fabric. But this is only what's happening to her in reality.

The dream is another matter.

Yuki's pussy is equally wet and escaping on to the fingers. Certainly by now the client notices that her sex is wet and aroused. She moans softly at the squeeze at her breast and as the fingers continue to play with her sex. From behind, she can definitely feel the man's erection pressing up against her and a blush grows on her cheek. Perhaps it's just her imagination but the hard erection seems to feel quite thick. Certainly if it penetrates her in any way, it won't go very deep but it would spread her body good around it. But without seeing it, Yuki doesn't know.

The sound of the gasp draws her away for a moment and she looks around the train, finding the teens looking her away as well as the older man now. Yuki blushes more, not use to being the centre of attention of so many people. Sure, people ogled her but she never looked before to see if she still had people watching when she was on a train with a customer. Yuki tries to glare at the teens, hopefully sending them to message to keep quiet. She doesn't want to get caught by someone who'd want this to stop. Or want to report this to the authorities. Not with her "graduation" so close and not with the consequences of being caught from her employers.

She gasps a little as she feels the slightly cooler air hits her exposed breast and the kneading it receives. A small shiver runs down her spine as the man starts to lick and kiss her neck. "Pleasu, noooo," she whimpers quietly in her fake Engrish accent, making a weak attempt to get away from him. At best, she may move forward slightly and her back wouldn't be so up against his body, but not enough to escape his fingers. This may even excite the man, or serve to anger him.

Aegir was certainly reaping the rewards of the dream, his fingers smoothing over her wet pussy, his finger pressed lightly inside her a bare inch just as the finger in the dream did. It moved slowly against her, circling in a slow spiral as it made its way inside her. The slurping sound of his finger moving in and out of her had been audible but not all that loud at least not now given that he was moving in and out of her slowly.

While she glared at the boys she found them ogling her, her breast now exposed as the material of her bra had been pulled down allowing his fingers to make the enticing contact of skin against skin as his fingers rubbed against her nipple in the same circular pattern as the fingers pressed to her pussy.

"My word!" The woman with the toddler now noticed, grabbing the hand of her son and hauling him off into another compartment before he noticed. She spared a glance over her shoulder at her, a filthy glance and then was gone.

There had been a series of snickers from the teens and whispered ohmigods but they did not say anything to stop the client focused more on watching him play and enjoying the unexpected show.

The old man was hit in the shoulder by the older woman. She just noticed where his attention had been and was busy arguing with him in some language that Yuki did not understand, Cambodian maybe. In anycase, whatever the language she stormed off leaving the compartment, the filthy old man following though he did pause and spare Yuki a glance, his eyes smoothed down her exposed body.

The hand cupping her pussy drew her back, the hard plans of his cock rubbing against her as his hand circled against her. His tongue suckling on her neck as it moved against it, lips softly kissing her then licking her neck.

Fingers pressed into her breast giving it a squeeze as he circled against her rump a little quicker now. He let out a soft groan as he rubbed against her, the sound reverberating against the side of her neck as he did so, the hard planes of his body working against her even quicker now, his fingers on her breast pressing in firmly against the succulant flesh, another groan escaping him as he did so.