The redhead counted off the reps in her head, her teeth grinding together… finally she let the weights fall back to their resting place and lay back against the bench press, breathing heavily, her breasts swelling and looking set to burst through the sport bra, the stretchy grey material pushed away from her body and molded to the flesh below. She let one hand fall to her stomach, shining a bit with a thin coat of sweat, the taut muscles there jumping in and out as she caught her breath. Just below, a matching pair of grey cotton shorts hugged her shapely legs and small hips.

She was the last one in the gym, as always, and was starting to get a reputation for it, or so she had heard from her few friends. It didn’t really bother the fiery haired teen though, this was what she wanted to do. As she lay there, controlling her breathing, she closed her eyes for a second, meditating to bring her body back under control.

Boazar was slithering in the air vents as usual, minding his own business, and doing some exploring. It wasn't long since he had arrived her and already he had made several ' conquests' amongst the student population.

Today, he was content in exploring the school a little more, getting to know its secret passageways and its nooks and crannies. Of course, if opportunity presents itself, he would gladly make an 'acquiantance' with another of Shokushu's female population. He then stilled as his senses picked up something, and he raised his head, flicking his tongue to taste the air, and grinned to himself and headed to the location.

Peering through the air vent, he was pleased to see another female, one he hadn't seem before, in a pose that practically warranted his attention. Slipping through the grille and sliding towards the floor, in which he returned to his normal form.

" Hsssss.... isssn't thisssss interesssssting...... I sssseeeem to have found sssssomeone that isssss practically inviting one of usssss to give her ssssome perssssonal attention." He hissed in amusement as he got himself ready. He could tell that this girl was a fighter.

The teen stopped breathing for a second, listening… she could swear she heard something… almost like a hissing sound. Eventually she resumed her breathing again though, the pause only making her take longer to catch her breath. It was probably a faulty steam pipe, she thought, not considering that it was summer and most of those pipes wouldn’t be operating at this time of year.

Jag again reached up to the bar, pondering if she should really push it today, especially since nobody was around to help if the bar fell on her…

Boazar chuckled in amusement. " Hssssss.... a faulty sssteam pipe issss the leasssst of your worriessssss.... my pretty redheaded morssssellll ... "

He then stepped out from the shadows in all his scaly glory and said. " Now... why don't we get to know each other better, hmm ? "

Jag didn’t even look before reacting, rolling away from the voice and off the bench, nearly banging her head on one of the support bars but clearing it in time. She came up into a lowered, kneeling position, scanning for the source of the voice.

She didn’t have to look long… the noise had come from something emerging from the plentiful shadows of the room, something covered in scales like some kind of snake or reptile…

“Uh… lets not, maybe we can get some coffee sometime instead, no? I’m not looking my best right now…” she said in a cool town, hiding the surprise and fear in her.

" Coffee... hssss... how amusing.... there are other liquidssss more delectable than that nasssty concoction you humanssssss seeeem to like.... but I am willing to compromisssseeee... " He hissed softly as he waved his hand. Trasssskkkk.. heliossss... martussss..... nevea... arssssss... creata !

He intoned as a tray appeared on a table he conjured, with a pot of tea and some teacups there. " Now then... how about ssssssomeee tea.... it might help relaxxxxx thossssse musssclessss of yourssssss... "

He smiled to himself. His 'special' brew of tea might be relaxing, since it is chamomile and lavender, his personal favorite, but there are also minute components of something 'extra' as well.

The girl’s eyes went wide as he chanted a few strange words and a tea set miraculously appeared. She had been joking, trying to buy time. “Uh… I’m… allergic to tea…” she muttered, looking around, confused as heck and looking for a way out of the room… which was unfortunately past the snake-man thing…

"If you don't mind I believe I'll just be heading out now sir..." she said quietly, not sure which way to try to go...

"Hsssssss... you are an amussssing thing, are you not.... my tea issss brewed ssssspecially...... it isssss brewed in ssssuch a way that it will not caussssse any allergic reaction.. " His eyes then narrowed. " Bessssidesss.... it isssss an insssult to one who had taken great lengthssssss.... to prepare it sssspecially for you. All I askkk.... isssss that you drink one cup... nothing more. "

The girl nodded and took a step forward, realizing it would probably be more dangerous at this point to upset him… all the same she didn’t trust the snake like thing.

“I’m sure you’ll be having some too then?” she said, picking up the first glass and offering it to him. She picked up another cup with her other hand taking it close to herself, looking in his eyes, waiting to see what his reaction was.

He grinned softly and took the cup in his hand. He was immune to his concoctions and does not fear it at all. Only the biological makeup of a human would be affected.

He then raised his cup and drank it down delicately and said. " Now... that formality isss over. It isss time for you to drink your cup. "

The girl watched him carefully as he drank the steaming liquid, watching for any sings that he might spit it out or try not to ingest it, but she couldn’t see any. She sighed, still thinking she might be walking into a trap, but didn’t see much other way out of it for the moment.

Slowly the redhead raised the tea to her lips, drinking about half of it before she set it back down. It did taste good… more so than normal, which only further worried Jag.

“Um… it’s really good… thanks…” she said and set the cup on the tray, hoping for a slight movement from him so she could run now…

" It isss appreciated... that wasss a rare blend of tea you jussst drank.. itsss ingredientsss are hard to find. You ssshould be honored... " He said to her. " Would you like the recipe ? I could sssend sssome to you if you liked it so much... "

He did not move, just looked at her with that unblinking gaze of his, waiting for the 'special ingredients' of the tea to take effect.

“Ah… that’s ok… not really a tea person ya know…” she said, starting to edge around to the right of him, her eyes occasionally darting to the closed, heavy doors to the weight room, knowing they lead into a hall with an emergency exit.

“Maybe we can meet again for tea ya know? And then you’ll be able to tell me all about it and everything else… I really need to get going though… gotta study and… stuff…”

" Hssss.... I don't think sssso... in fact that tea hassss sssome amussssing sssside effectsssss on humansssss... and before you accussse me of drugging you.... I did not... I only make teassss from natural herbsssss... and you should feel the effectssssss of the tea, right about... " He paused for a moment and said. "... now "

He grinned. The tea was a special brew and it would induced unbridled lust in humans and it would not subside until he had fucked her completely and thoroughly and repeatedly cumming in her. TYhe effects would last for three hours or so if she had drunk it totally, but since she had drunk only half... an hour and a half would be the time... and yet, that time would siffice for him.

At first she felt nothing, and continued edging towards the door, making it back to the bench press before she felt the effects of the tea. She suddenly stopped, feeling her body flush with heat, her legs trembling, feeling as if all of her nerves were being touched at once… in a good way, as if her whole body were being massaged.

Her sport bra pulled away from her just a little more as her nipples stiffened a little, poking against the stretchy material. Below, the grey material began to darken as her sex lips dampened, her knees threatening to give out.

“What… did... you… nnghh… god..." she moans, unable to understand what’s happening to her body, why it feels so good… so wanton…