It had been six days since his arrival, and every day had been full of activity, so full that he really hadn't had time to explore his newest habitat all that well, save for the areas where he caught his prey, and he had soon forgotten the geography of those locations in favor of some other, sweeter memories, so he figured today would be a good day to see what he had missed. The amount of area around here was astounding, and that was just the area students were supposed to be in. He had already experienced firsthand how rebellious and explorative the students around here could be, but that was not exactly a bad thing.

Instead of retreating to the lake like he usually would, he decided to stay at one of the areas on campus that was made just for him, or so it seemed. Here at shokushu they had a pool twice the size of those used in the Earth Olympic games, and dotted all around it were jacuzzis, most likely to relax the muscles of those athletes who placed first in whichever event they had been swimming, but there was enough room in each for three students, or one student and a good sized monster.

The pool offered ample places for him to hide and observe. It also offered a great view. Not only of the students, but he watched the sun slowly go down through the mist coming off of the surface of the heated pools. As it got lower he noticed the air getting dryer, and colder, his suspicions were confirmed by the hard nipples shown through each of the girls' bathing suits. Now This was better than the sunset. By a long shot in fact.

The creature wasn't the only one enjoying the view. One of the tubs near the middle was the perfect distance from the ladder to get a good look at the students clambering up the ladder, the cold air bringing their nipples to attention in short order. Christina Davis was settled in that tub, her feet up on the far bench under the steaming water and her arms splayed across the smooth concrete behind her, as if to both claim the space and silently invite someone to come occupy it. She hadn't brought a proper swim top with her, instead strapping her modest chest down with a black sports bra to keep it still under the water. Loose black swim trunks floated around her fuzzy legs, swaying in the small current created by the jets of water. Maybe that cute one with the short blue hair could use some company. No, she bound off with another friend, nothing in either of their eyes to indicate they had anything other than a pleasantly platonic relationship.

Chris sighed and sank back in the water, letting her eyes meander up into the sky for a moment. She needed a smoke. A drink might have been good, but the last time she'd mixed a particularly hot soak and a beer she'd woken up to water in her lungs and resolved to not repeat that. Instead, she stared at the steam and thought of blowing smoke rings into it to mingle and disappear. Her brief moment of artistry past, her eyes snapped back to the most buxom lass she'd seen in weeks hauling herself out of the pool. That was a low cut top indeed. Chris wondered, just briefly, if she might be able to get away with wanking from her vantage point.

He continued to look around, wincing as the very bright lights came on overhead. He hadn't know but it seemed sim classes went on well after dark. The current class did not seem to be leaving though, as twenty new girls walked through the gate semi dressed, walked to different locations and began to strip down to their bathin suits, most so tight they were like a second skin. After stripping, the instructor had them all cram together in the pool, all of their bodies brushing together, impressive cheats meeting even more impressive chests and rubbing against them in the close proximity that is a pool lane.

They began to stretch before they swam, some girls bendin just righ as to offer him great views, and some girls no paying attention at all, playing games and splashing each other. Even so, at the same time, they all began to swim laps, they were close enough a few entanglements occurred. But to his dismay not a single article of clothing came off. Those tight clothes also had a few drawbacks it seemed.

He soon took notice of one girl in particular, a willowy redhead with the most perfect breasts he had ever seen. More impressive was the fact that she was quite a bit ahead of everyone else. In just a few more minutes she had finished. The movement of her body in the water was all he had needed to lose a slight bit of control. When she exited the pool near the middle via a ladder, she exited with no bathing suit, as it was around her ankles, everyone gasped, including the girl in a jacuzzi not ten feet away from her.

Hmm, her hands are in Quite the suspicious area.. Is she in this class? Or just enjoying the view?

Well that was unexpected. Normally people didn't lose their suits entirely. Normally all you got was a nipple slip or the hint of hair poking up above the hem of a bikini bottom. Now if only she'd jump into a tub, maybe one a little out of the way but farther away from the others.

Nope, it looked like she was getting a towel thrown around her by a classmate more interested in helping the poor girl laugh it off than taking a glance herself. In fact, nobody seemed to be giving the unfortunately-stripped young woman the same look Chris was. Well, except maybe that one girl way in the back who was blushing up a storm. Chris tried to get a better look at her through the steam even as her hand slid under her shorts. Maybe she could coax the little blushing one over by sheer force of will. Maybe they could enjoy how much steam there was at this point in the evening to hide what Chris wanted to do to that shivery, skinny body.

At least, that's what Chris kept her mind on as her fingers went to their slow work, keeping just enough attention to the rest of existence to make sure nobody'd sneak up on her with her hand in her pants.

He ogled the momentarily stripped swimmer with lust swimming in his eyes. Oh what he would do to her, she would suffer, and he would enjoy it so. Again he noticed the girl in improper swim attire who lounged alone in a jacuzzi. But his attention was ripped away by the naked girls buxom friends who offered her a towel.. Hmm, nothing more than a genuine interest in friendship, and cameraderie... Pathetic.. Though one, small girl was blushing quite furiously.. He imagined the mind tricks he could play, but she wasn't quite far enough away from everyone... A slow constant movement in the strange girl's jacuzzi puzzled him, it was a circular motion, but small.. Not the current.. But what? He floated closer to see..

Chris wasn't keeping an eye out for invisible water-based monsters, so she didn't much notice the one slipping closer to her through the steam. She was a bit too busy thinking about playing a breathing game with the blushing woman, coaxing her to see how long she could hold her breath while working a nervous tongue against Chris under the water. Christina's hand moved in small, quick circles against her clit as her mind wandered, eyes darting back and forth regularly to make sure none of the other students were sneaking up on her. Her thoughts started to jumble somewhat, her fantasy breaking down into components: a small, panting body clasped in her arms, nervous fingers working where her own were now, soft whimpers as she returned the affections. Chris bit her lip and sank deeper into the tub until her lips were just above the water's edge, her fingers working faster against herself.