Kari walked back to her room, taking off her school uniform's jacket. It was a little too uncomfortable for her to wear. She had just came back from her Quantum Physics class

As she went to open the door, she noticed a notice on the door. She took it off and opened it. It read:


Student No. 22144 Kari Satou


Complaints have been filed by students and staff alike about your dress code. Several warnings have already been sent to you, but you have failed to comply with the standards of the school. The charges are as follows.

-Fucking girls in their bed at night

-Walking around nude

-Showing your genitelia to strudents and staph

-Voyouerism

-Engaging in an orgy

-Somehow getting A's

-Having ears all pointy-like

-Not getting ravaged by a monster in such a long time

-Giving the Futa P.E. teacher a hard on

-Because I forgot what I was talking about.

In the morning, you are to report to the Basement in Cell 11 for INDETERMINATE AMOUNTS OF TIME!

Be sure to file a notice of absence to your roommates, lovers, and associates.

Right after she read the last sentence, the notice burst into flames.

"Goddammit." Kari muttered to herself. "The higher ups are on their period again..."

There was a rumor moving about the campus a warning of sorts with those whom had been assaulted by monsters of the island. 'Heed the warning of the black & white fox or suffer.' It seemed that this fox always fled just before a certain alien would attack; of course no one connected the little fox & the alien with the pink hair & tail. Today Quaetea waited in the basement of the school in the form of that little adorable two tailed genderless fox a note held in between it's teeth.

"Kari Satou, Follow me."

A simple little note written in calligraphy for the girl to find. Quaetea just awaited the arrival of the girl she had been told to meet and 'torture' as a form of punishment for her misbehavior; not that she had been told what that behavior was, though she wasn't quite the most experienced at torturing she had seen it happen many times here, there were a good number of shadows in which to hide within in the basement after all.

((hope you don't mind me.))

OOC: Not at all. Originally, this thread was made for Jezebel, but I made the thread almost a week ago and she never got around to replying. Needless to say, I'm not a very patient person.

Kari had heard before about the lies the administration would spread at random intervals, and as cliche as it sounded, Kari didn't think she would be a target.

It was obviously a ruse to lure her to the Basement for detention; very few of those claims were actually true *All of which was none of their fucking business*; there were a lot of mispelled words, and there was a serious lack of formality and direction in the paper. Still, she didn't want to land herself even father up Shit Creek.

There was only one time before where Kari had actually been down here, but it was a ploy set up by another monster disguising himself as Dark Suzaku. Besides that one occaision, she never came in this general direction.

As Kari entered the basement, she noticed a black and white fox standing in front of the entrance, holding a note in its mouth. It must have been waiting for her, as it watched her approach, not taking its eyes off her.

"Well, hello there, little one." she said, kneeling down. "It that note for me?"

The fox let her take the piece of paper. The message was a rather simple one:

"Kari Satou, Follow me."

"Then I take it you're here to escort me to my detention?" she asked standing up. "Fine then. Lead the way."

Quaetea looked over the woman and her mind as she looked over the note and spoke. She took in the Kari's misdeeds, not necessarily the deeds she had been sent here for of course just the deeds in general. She'd stand on her four legs and begin to trot down the hall passed a number of doors each marked with a pair of names; one for the punisher and the other for the punished. not every student was sent to this part of the basement as many of the rooms were empty.

'Three barks for safety, four is the warning by five you're too late'
"Wow-wow-wow-wow-wow"

The small fox barked as they continued down the corridor, it became darker and darker ad they moved until finally the fox stopped in front of a door sitting again before once more taking in the girl's beauty and panties or lack there of; the height of such a small creature giving her the perfect view point for such. Again it barked five times, before disappearing into the open room which was far to dark to see into the fox barked once more though it seemed muffled and faint before the room lit up revealing a slightly unusual chamber for torture... it seemed as though there was nothing there beyond the lights and a few sets of chains & shackles and a small door; far to small for a person & probably how the fox had left the room. Along with the few shackles and chains were a few levers & doors & finally a white board. In red ink written in the same style as the previous note was another.

'Welcome Kari Satou, you may address me as Quaetea. I will be the proctor of your detention, Let me assure you this is no ruse and I was actually selected to replace the one whom wrote that original note; she apologizes for her inability to make it and promises to meet you some other time. for now please take a seat in the only chair in the room and await my arrival.

little did this student know her proctor was already here within the shadows her clothing made on her body.

Kari followed the fox down the hall. It reminded her of her first time here. The cold, the moisture, and the ungodly sounds that came from some of the rooms that were enough to drive Kari's nerves to their limits.

The skirt Kari was wearing allowed the fox to see the pink cotton thong she wore, but it didn't occur to her that the fox might actually look. After all, foxes aren't perverted... right?

The fox disappeared into a dark room after barking five times. Kari entered after it, but when the lights came on, the fox was gone.

The room had the same theme as the rest of the Basement; it reminded her much of the collection of Bondage pictures she owned. Just what the hell went on in here?!

On the wall there was a white marker board, where there was a message scribed in red ink.

Welcome Kari Satou, you may address me as Quaetea. I will be the proctor of your detention, Let me assure you this is no ruse and I was actually selected to replace the one whom wrote that original note; she apologizes for her inability to make it and promises to meet you some other time. for now please take a seat in the only chair in the room and await my arrival.

Kari sat down in the chair, folding her arms in her lap, waiting patiently for her arrival. Suddenly, the heavy steel door slammed shut, making her jump. It locked with a very audible click.

((My appologies, Kari. I meant to post much sooner, but this last week ended up getting rather busy for me. Any chance I can still get in this thread?))

((Oh I certainly wouldn't mind but, it is up to Kari))

the entrance was very important to Quaetea. She was looking for something unique and shocking especially seeing how the door had caused her to jump. so she decided to begin with a few strange sounds. chains extended and shackles clasped and unclasped, cheap theatrics really and a triffle for her mind in this form. within the shadows of her clothes was a very interesting place. she manipulated the student's body a bit, a tickle her a pinch to her left nipple and a rub against her clit and her slit just to try and bother the woman if even just a little. maybe inexperience was holding her back just a little making her have to think a bit harder where one of residing creatures would have a much easier time of it.

her skirt's waistband and her blouse would slowly begin to stretch threatening to break the buttons & burst the material though it wouldn't happen she'd feel the tickle of hair & fur against her midrift and legs as she was coming out of the shadows created from her blouse and skirt making sure to keep her underwear outstretched. The akti's heap popping out of the blouse to look Karit straight in the eyes noses pressed together.

"You're a good girl huh, now how can a girl who follows instructions so well get into so much trouble?"

OOc: I already spoke to her about it. I proposed we *Me and Jezebel* do a seperate Basement thread. I prefer if we keep it one monster only, unless you two would prefer we have two monsters.

Kari looked back and forth as the chains in the room rattled about. They didn't startle her as much as annoy her. Who ever this Quaetea was, they were failing big time at making a dramatic entrance.

The blonde girl fidgeted around in the seat as she felt her sensitive areas tingle. She went to put her hands over them, but drew them back quickly, letting out a high pitched scream as her blouse, skirt, and underwear stretched. Something was materializing itself inside her clothes!

A young girl, roughly the same age as Kari was, appeared in her clothes! Their faces were pressed up against each other, and the girl stared right into Kari's eyes.

"AAHH! How did you get into my clothes?!" She exclaimed.

Quaetea snickered slightly at the girl's tone stealing a kiss from her before sinking back into the shadows and climbing up once more not far away the girl's clothing springing back to their previous shape. She'd offer kari a smile and bow the akti's clothing quite revealing though covering more than enough at the same time. she'd scratch slightly at the top of her head preparing an answer touching a chain and shackle a little looking over them afterwards.

"Alright so those weren't a good idea, anyway; I was in your clothes because they created shadow and I can travel in shadow and pop up anywhere I please; I watch students like that you're surprisingly fun to watch you & your species. I'm an aktiphemimawul might as well tell you not important that you know what I am or what I'm not you're trapped here for me to use as a learning aid."

she'd nod looking about the girl once again.

[color=blue]"And you have goot taste in underwear I must say."

"Lets see... What I want you to do... well I hadn't thought that far ahead I'm supposed to punish you for your misdeeds... and I did get a good look around the equipment they offered."

She scratched her head a little in thought ideas flashing through her mind based on what she had learned about the woman the ides ranged from cute to outrageously wicked. none sparked her as entertaining enough though.

and given the sorts of tools I'm to torture you here..."

she pointed to her breasts.

and here."

she pointed between her legs next with a shrug.

"Well lets get started, stand over there at that X against the wall..."

"What sort of detention... hmmm; suppose humans would call it pleasureful pain never seen another school, guess it's not common then?"

she hummed a little as she opened a door; various salves, needles, bottles, and 'toys' lined the shelves of this walk in closet along with a small instruction booklet.

"Kind of instructed to do this... I'd rather at least try and be peaceful while we do this though if you want to fight I'll let you itr's just make it all the less comfortable."

"Actually... yes in fact I would, as a matter of fact... care if we swap clothes? I mean those underwear felt kind of nice on the skin."

probably the strangest request she'd gotten from one of the inhuman things of the island almost like that of a friend rather than something that was about to do who knew what to her body.l