Sayuri (Devilgirl)

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====Bio====
Name:Sayuri Kana
Age: 19
Weapon: Sword
Description:Sayuri comes up short; being 5'2", but her unimpressed look and habitual chewing of gum tells you she thinks she's much taller. Her hair is short and swept to the side with a bluish glaze to her black hair, ending in haphazard tips of red. Her deep blue eyes are veined with lighter grayish blue streaks coming from her pupils. Her skin is quite a few shades tanner than most who lurk in cubicles, as she can be often caught skateboarding and wreaking havoc on sidewalks. Her usual selection of clothes is quite contrasting; bright neon colors bordering and streaking black or gray. She usually wears any array of shoes that is often designed by a multitude of hand-drawn sharpie images.

Attitude: Sayuri is rebellious, and lives to break things, but not in the physical sense but to challenge whats established and prove she can find a better way. She's strong-willed and pretty cocky. Nothing excites her more than seeing someone try to take that away from her. But she also knows when to flee, having been caught on the wrong side of the law quite a few times.
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Sayuri is pretty pleased when she learns that testing is available right away, after turning in her application. Lead by a kindly older male researcher into the room, he explains to her how to properly sit in the machine, and a few of the screens that she'd have to fill out.

He also quickly explained to her that a head programmer would be around when she exited, to answer any questions she might have.

Settling in, the first screen pops up, prompting her to choose some settings.

Spoiler

Humans: Y/N (if Y, frequency of 1-5 where 1 is rarely and 5 is often)
Male/Female: Y/N (if Y, frequency of 1-5)
Female/Female: Y/N (if Y, frequency of 1-5)
Pregnancy: Y/N (if Y, frequency of 1-5)
Birthing: Y/N (if Y, frequency of 1-5)
Non Consent Sex: Y/N (if Y, frequency of 1-5)
BDSM: Y/N (if Y, frequency of 1-5)
Slavery: Y/N (if Y, frequency of 1-5)
Monsters (Tentacles & Slimes & Likewise): Y/N (if Y, frequency of 1-5)
Roughness: (How gentle are the monsters when you lose?): This is left vague on purpose, a number can't properly convey this setting.

After she filled out that set, she was prompted to choose a difficulty setting:

Difficulty (?): Easy | =Normal= | Hard | Insanity

After selecting that, she was presented with a list of options for gameplay type and location. There are two types, though the first is grayed out. Offensive and Defensive.

Offensive Levels(?)

Defensive Levels(?)
Ancient Forest Walks(?)
Mountain Tomb(?)
Forest Ruins(?)
________(?) (Enter your own level preference)

 

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Sayuri, on parole now, looked for something to kill time, and being an avid gamer (or a instigator at the local arcade) submitted her application to this new beta test of virtual reality. As soon as she handed her application over, her eyes opened wide as she was immediately escorted to the EGG.

With growing impatience with her elder, she finally released her attitude about mid way through the explanation.

"I know how to play a video game old man, jeez!" She retorted back and started equipping herself into the machine. Blinking at the display, she pursed her lips and narrowed her gaze.

"What the hell is all this?" She looked over the selection and pondered. "Wow, this might get kinky..." She grins and dances her fingers over the selection haphazardly to get onto the real game.

Humans: Y 2
Male/Female: Y 4
Female/Female: Y 3
Pregnancy: N
Birthing: N
Non Consent Sex: Y 5
BDSM: Y 3
Slavery: Y 3
Monsters Y 5

With glinting eyes she regarded the difficulty level, giving a bored look. "I'm not some amateur, so lets kick it up to hard." She slides a finger to raise the difficulty once

"What? More selections? Jeez, what's next a psyche profile?" She stated impatiently, then looked over the selections. After getting a few errors trying to break the system by creating her own entry, she leaned back and pondered. Not one to follow normal paths, she tried in earnest to create a custom level named "Post-apocalyptic city ruins." She grinned as she finalized her selection and sat back. "Let's see how creative this game can get."

 

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The egg looks like it's about ready to start, the lights starting to dim, when one final screen pops up.

Apocalypse Type?
Zombie
Alien Invasion
___________
Random

 

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Sayuri raises a brow. "...This can't be completely automated..." She selects alien invasion with a flick of her finger, zombies not quite appealing to her.

 

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Sayuri watches as the EGG fully fades form view, disappearing as a black void appears, or perhaps, exists, as she feels weightless, senseless as the world loads. She finds herself suddenly sitting down against a wall, in what appears to be a burned out building.

Taking a look around she can tell she's in the ruins of a burned out metropolis, buildings half destroyed, large holes in some that are still standing, giant craters in the ground and buildings blocking streets. Looking at the sky above is odd, as it seems to be purple, not natural, probably a leftover result of whatever happened before. She takes a small look around, finding what she assumes to be her gear, a backpack with some food, and two changes of clothes. She also finds a weapon, though a sword seems somewhat out of place, she has a feeling that no one is about to have a gun. Of course, it wasn't the typical sword, closer to a modern equivalent.

She stands up, finding her immersion broken for a moment by "Game Start!", though that fades quickly, and the world around her finished.

 

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Sayuri starts to flail in a panic as her environment fades from around her, the weightlessness causing some vertigo. Pressing her legs up, she focuses on the new surroundings in wonder and awe. Slowly standing up, she looks at her outfit and the gear scattered around her. Turning her gaze from her hands to the sky, she gasps. "...Wow... This is... incredible!" She whispers, then looks to the sword.

"Oh come on! This is suppose to be futuristic!" She cries out, picking up the machine-made straight edge. She swings the over-sized machete, hmming. "Well it can't run out of ammo, so it may be the best thing I have." She hooks it into her belt as she gathers up the backpack. "Well lets get moving and find out what this game can do..." She says as she peaks around the crumbled wall, into the streets of this new and alien world.

 

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The sword feebly tries to make itself look a bit more futuristic, as best as it can without going full sci-fi.

Climbing out of the building she was in, Sayuri noticed how it was actually pretty dark in the streets, the sky seemingly filtering our the sun. Looking around, she couldn't see much in the signs of anyone or anything living.

Looking around, she actually spots what appears to probably be a crashed spacecraft in the side of a far off building, and what looks like it might be some sort of 'fort', making the earlier statement of no sign of anything living a false one. It looked like it may have been some sort of museum, or similar building by the design, but now it looks like walls have been constructed around it out of rubble, and from where she can see, it honestly looks like a sort of fortress.

Given two obvious destinations to try for, what would Sayuri go to? She still saw no signs of actual life around, but the fort might hold useful supplies, or maybe the ship will be interesting and contain some cool alien tech.

 

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Sayuri's eyes lock onto the ship like laser guided missiles on a mission. "Now that's awesome..." Not even noticing the fort, she starts to pick her footing through the streets toward the ship. She casually flicks the sword free from her belt and with a twist, wields it in a general handling. She can't be too sure what she'll find in the ship, but if it's alive, it will likely be hostile, and she'll have a way of dealing with it. She approaches what looks like an entrance, bringing her blade close as she attempts to sneak on board.

 

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The fort feeling ignored, it frowns, if it could, but it can't.

Sayuri travels along the streets, sticking to the shadows as best she can, after all, who knows what prowls the streets, before arriving at the ship. It looks like a doorway with the door partially busted off, as she sneaks inside. Inside, it looks fairly boring, at least for now, reaching an intersection in the hallway, having to choose between going right or left, some nearby signs not in her language being useless.

 

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Sayuri creeps through the hallway, slinking near the wall. Upon encountering the fork between left and right, she presses her back against the corner, and peers around one corner, then stretches out to look the other direction. Clearly she's had familiar encounters being in places she shouldn't. Holding the sword at the ready as she surveys, she steps out into the fork and tries to discern which may take her to a place full of goodies.

"I wonder if this game has everything mapped out, or if it's generated as I go." She whispers to herself. "Or if there's some admin watching as I play... Creepy voyeurism." She shudders. Getting back to the task at hand, she decides to take the left fork, perhaps leading to a storage area where she can pick through some equipment. She still slowly sneaks, step by step, listening for any tell-tale signs of movement around her.

 

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Sayuri continues down the hallway, finding herself pondering what's got her leg when she looks down, seeing a tentacle wrapping itself around her. Before she can react, it hauls her upside down, as she lands hard on her ass on the ground before being flipped and held. Getting a good good look at the ceiling reveals a massive nest of tentacles right above her, as tentacles seep from the walls next to her.

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Tentacles 6/6 HP
Sayuri 4/5 FP 0/10 AP

 

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Sayuri feels pretty crafty as she continues down the hallway, slinking along. However, something else gets the drop on her as she goes to lift her foot, and finding it secured in place. She blinks, and tries to lift her leg again, looking downward. Her foot landed right in the curl of a tentacle, that now tightens and slithers around her calf! Her eyes widen in surprise as she lifts her sword to strike, only to be yanked onto her rear and back, causing her to sprawl against the floor and losing the breath within her lungs.

As her senses come back to her, she looks around to find the hallway now upside down around her, and starting to fill with numerous tentacles! She gasps, then tightens her midsection, swinging the sword to fend away one side of the hallway, and perhaps lop off a few, as the blade's edge arcs to slice the tentacle that grabs her leg, that now makes its way down her upper thigh along the back of her knee. Her entire body, taut with flexing subtle muscles to whip the blade just beneath her foot. She prepares her body to flip onto her feet once freed.

 

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14 vs 5
5 vs 20 counter
Sayuri brought her weapon around, cleanly severing the monsters grabbing tendrils, landing on her feet and quickly dodging to the side as they tried to grab her again, she noticed the tentacles were slow in withdrawing from the missed attack, and took the chance to attack them again, severing a few more as the tentacles retreated a moment, preparing.

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Tentacles 4/6 HP
Sayuri 4/5 FP 0/10 AP

 

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As Sayuri's boots met the ground, she grunted from the impact. Realizing she only had moments to escape another ensnaring limb, she pirouetted around the slimy appendages. Holding the blade close, she easily sliced through a few more then stopped her spin with a heel and a flick of her wrist to sever the last few that were slow to retreat. Taking a low stance, she held the sword with tip pointed at her opponent as a mischievous grin spread across her pink lips.

"En guarde." She whispered before delving into the new prowess she possessed, began a furious sweeping of the edge against her opponent, gracefully dancing to avoid the tentacles as the blade acted as her offensive shield; carving through attacks as she pushed through. At the end of several slashes and artful dodges and spins, she takes a moment to catch her breath, chest heaving from the sudden effort and tension that the sword dancing required. But she was genuinely having fun, apparent with the gleam in her eye and the grin that played upon her lips.

"Maybe I should have made it harder." She chides the program teasingly as she searches for the remains of her opponent after gaining her bearings once more.

 

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15 vs 8
21 vs 4 crit

Sayuri watches as her attacks cleaves a great many tentacles, though her exertion leaves here wide open, as the tentacles whip her very hard, as punishment for her attack, she's grabbed around the waist by the tentacles, one wrapping around her waist and then under and back up around her crotch, she can feel the slime on the tendrils starting to slowly eat away at her clothes...

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Tentacles 3/6 HP
Sayuri 2/5 FP 0/10 AP

 

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The tentacle doesn't even catch her attention as she tries to fend off several as she catches her breath. With a wince, it soundly slaps against the side of her hip bone and curls around to secure her waist. A forced gasp escapes from her lungs as it curls between her thighs and starts to dissolve her clothes. "A-ahn, so this is what it's about..." She whispers, trying to push away the shock of pain and pleasure. "Well I don't put out that easy!" She cries as she takes a step back to tighten it's grip around her form. She tucks her thighs together, securing the tentacle in it's place and with a sweeping chop tries to hack it away from her figure.

 

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15 vs 13
19 vs 4 crit

Sayuri manages to cut herself free once most, the tentacles falling aside as they retreat again, she pants as her breath is short now from the battle, the tiredness getting to her as she's unable to get out of the way of the tentacles next assault. She finds her breasts whipped harshly, her ass soon following, the shock of the blows making her drop her weapon as the tentacles wrap around her and drag her up towards the ceiling...

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Tentacles 2/6 HP
Sayuri 0/5 FP 0/10 AP

 

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Sayuri's eyes widen as she tries to fend off each attack, finding herself slowly surrounded. Her chest heaves for more air as she defends the shrinking territory around her. Her body aches, not quite used to making a sword work like a stick, and the soreness of the attacks takes it's toll on her movements. Her boots shuffle against the alien floor rather than the quick step she had before. Finally after one wild swing, she falls against the harsh slap of a tentacle against her chest.

She screws up her face in response to the lashing against her sensitive chest, tightening her body and pausing in mid dance to avoid the blows. The strike against her rear forces a cry from her lips as well as a quiver in her body, loosening her grip upon the sword. Her face reddens as she squirms in place, twisting her body to try and pull away from the swatting tentacle. However, she takes the wrong step and falls into the grasp of a tentacle that quickly sweeps her up. From the surprise grab, the sword falls from her hand and clatters to the ground.

"D-damn it, no!" She says, though from the teasing abuse and spank she already feels her body a little warmer, and she looks at the appendages that float around her with some worry. "I thought this only happened in Japanese cartoons..." She said, trying to catch her breath in hopes of making one last desperate attempt to escape, wriggling her sore body in the tentacles grasp.

 

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Sayuri can only watch helplessly as her clothes are all dissolved from her body, the tentacles grabbing her limbs and keeping her in the air as they position her into many lewd positions, trying to figure out which one they like the most.

They eventually settle for her being mostly upside down, legs spread wide and back bent slightly so her face appears, right under her womanhood vertically. Arms pressed together and behind her back, Sayuri can only watch as the tentacles line up with her holes, before deeply penetrating her in her ass and pussy. She cries out in the pain as another one stuffs itself in her mouth. She's surprised when the ones in her lower holes seem to change, becoming more rough textured and harder to resist. The triple hole raping and deep, deep penetration driving her to an orgasm quickly. As her fluids flow, the tentacles seem to absorb some of them, becoming bigger, as some of it drips down onto her face.

The tentacles continue to pound, driving her to orgasm after orgasm, and just as she's falling asleep, she can feel a bulge moving down each of the tentacles as it sprays into her, deeply filling every hole with tentacle spunk. The feeling causes her to orgasm again, making the tentacles grow even still, as she passes out. The tentacles fuck her for a while long, before setting her aside.
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She wakes up later, a pool of tentacle cum formed under her as the fluid leaked from her body while she slept.

 

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Sayuri pulls at her arms as she's lifted into the air, grunting. Her body is too sore and beaten to even budge. Her face contorts from the strain as she struggles to free herself, though her fighting weakens as she finds pieces of her clothing start to fall away in tattered bits, dissolving in the air beneath her. Her eyes widen as she finds her chest exposed, topped with pink nipples that already harden from the abuse. Her entire face burns red as she finds herself naked, and her shaved mon bared. The cool air causes a shiver to stir within her body, and in anticipation of what is about to happen.

"H-hey, take it easy, it's only a game!" She cries with a shriller voice that shakes, though finds no solace as the tentacles grind and slide across her body; between her thighs and over her chest, lifting and rubbing across her sensitive petals and nipples. Each pass forces moans and whimpers as her bare petals slicken with her juices. "nngh, I don't get this wet..." She stammers, feeling her nectar slide down her bare thighs as the tentacles tighten their grip and press firmly to press apart her folds as it curls around to slide between her cheeks.

Flipping through the air, and getting quite dizzy from it, she finds herself stopping upside down with her orbs pressing against her collar bones with her arms pulled tight behind her. She looks upward, watching as a pair of tentacles hold either leg, two slide in to press against her two entrances. Her eyes widen as she takes a deep breath, cringing and causing her entrances to tighten. After some strain, they both force themselves into her holes; one slick and smoothly sliding in, while the other spears into her after tensing against the back door. The double penetration forces a pronounced cry and squeal, forcing her body to squirm and wriggle as she whines in mid air.

Her juices start to trickle down her bare midsection and across her chest, the end of the squeal is cut short by a tentacle shoved into her mouth, forcing itself across her tongue and down her throat. Her body tenses up as the appendages fill her, and grind against every channel they can access, forcing her mind to swim in the mixture of pain and pleasure. Her chest bounces with the thrusts, flicking her copious wetness against the floor as her tits make hard stops with her throat stopping her body. She holds onto the small comfort that it's at it's worst...

The tentacle changing within her backdoor disproves that, becoming textured and tugging at her pucker that is already stretched tight around it. It forces renewed squeals and cries as she feels her orgasm nearing quickly, her cervix pounded against by the other tentacle. her body jerks and spasms before tightening, curling her toes as her muscles squeeze and wring the tentacles with splashes of her cum. She gives a muffled groan, eyes rolling backward while the tentacles abuse her reddened asshole and lips, swollen from abuse and arousal, forcing more and more orgasms and coat her body with her lube. At the time her consciousness is drowning on the edge of her final orgasm, she feels herself filled to the brim with their spunk, forcing her body to swell from the volume before being tossed aside. She lays there, passing out in the exhaustion of the battle and the defeat while she leaks onto the floor...

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Sayuri finally comes to, sweaty, sticky, and very sore, she coughs up what remains of the spunk in her throat, face and hair smeared with the cum while she tries to regain her bearings. Getting to her feet, she trembles and picks up the sword. "I thought... I had to start at the beginning again..." She whispers in spite, rubbing a hand over her naked body. "Lets just find a place to rest... and a bath." She groans, walking along.