It's late and most of the girls in the dorms are asleep. Only a dim light illuminated the hallway. Clutching a laundry bag against her chest, she walks as qietly as she can down the hallway as not to wake up any girls, or awaken any of the seniors.

Earlier in the night, upon preparing for tomorrow's class, Emily found that she had no clean uniform. She's only been in Shokushu a couple of days and she wasn't about to ruin a good start with a bad mark on her record because of a dirty uniform.

She sighs in relief finally reaching the laundry room. The room was thick enough and the distance far enough that the rattling of the washing machine and dryers won't disturb anyone. This meant that Emily can stop sneaking.

She opens the lid of one of the washing machines and dumps all the white pieces of clothing. She walks over to another and throws her colored clothes. She pours the right amount of detergent and adjusts the setting accordingly and switches the machines on.

She takes a book and sits on the bench as the machine whirs. This is going to be a long night.

Rexus yawned as he neared the dorms, not his usual hunting grounds but he had spent the day sleeping in the forest after his previous night's activities. Now all the girls were already in their rooms, places that were quite small for the large draconian to squeeze into in any kind of stealthy manner.

Slipping into the hallways, he searched for anyone out and about, unfortunately he found nothing. Heading for the other end of the building he heard noise coming from what he determined to be a laundry room...perhaps he could ambush somebody when they came to pick it up...in the morning? Listening, however, he heard somebody inside the room moving around and turning on a couple machines.

Dropping as low as he could, he let his blob companion Tor squeeze under the door. The small blob squished his way underneath trying not to make too much noise, he found himself in the laundry room now, and sought out it's cute little occupant.

Finding her sitting in one of the chairs at the back of the room he slithered over avoiding her peripheral vision as she continued to read. Quickly Tor latched himself to the girl's legs, his green ooze covering her from the knees down.

Rexus quietly opened the door and entered once he hears the girl screaming and begins making his way across the room.

Emily sighs in despair when she realizes she picked up the wrong book from her room. It's a Chuck Palahniuk book a fellow student recommended, but Emily never got into.

"I don't get why he has to be some damn... graphic," she says as she flips through the pages.

She turns towards the two washing machines and they hum consistently. She decides to sneak back to her room and grab another book as she waits. But as she tries to get up, her legs feel heavy... no they feel stuck to the floor. She tries to pull one foot up violently, before looking down.

She looks down and her eyes widen. A slick green goop manages to wrap itself around Emily's leg. She struggles to her free, but they restrain her like they are ropes or chains. She can't even lift herself up from her chair!

"Somebody help me!" she screams, all the while trying to smack the goopy substance with her book

As Emily tries to ward off the green ooze crawling up her legs, the door to the laundry room pushes open and a large draconian creature enters. Easily taller than the short ceiling Rexus hunches over slightly and stalks forward around the tables to the girl. His eyes glow and eerie green as he scans the girl's dimensions.

"Having ssssome problems are we?"

Grabbing the girl's shoulders he holds her down in the chair, this creature part dragon part cyborg gives her an evil, razor sharp, toothy grin.

"This has to be some sort of dream," Emily thought, she must have fallen asleep. It's late, right... right! It's late! She sat down, and fell asleep.

But it feels so damned real.

She stares at the dragon with an frozen and frightened look. She closes her eyes once, then twice, hoping that it would jar her back to the waking world, but no such thing happened. The heavy goo feels heavier on her legs and its viscous substance is flowing through her pajama bottoms and on to her skin, which makes her shiver to no end.

"You're a dream, leave me alone!" she proclaims to the dragon, hoping this would be the key back to reality.

The beasts slimy red tongue extends and gives her cheek a lick, tasting her soft skin. His claws hook the collar to her shirt and then shreds it downward exposing her cute little breasts.

"When I'm done with you, you'll dream about this for sure..."

The blobbish creature works it's way up the girls hips and spreads her legs apart on the chair. Pushing it's oozing body up against her inner thighs her skin tingles and begins to heat up as her legs feel a massaging sensation.

Emily's breasts bounce as Rexus frees them from their confines. Of course, this is not without a loud shriek from Emily. The cold air on her skin feels so real, it must be a dream, but it's too real, way too real.

Emily eventually loses to the blob. Trying to keep her legs closed, the amorphous creature's strength was more than Emily can resist. The heat that emanate from it took Emily by surprise, since it slowly heightened her arousal. Try as she might, she can't fight it.

"I... just need to wash my clothes..." Emily speaks in a labored tone. "W...What are you doing?"