Linhart awoke some hours ter to the irritating sensation of something pushing against his face. It was Chloe’s foot. She and Zoey were both sprawled on top of him, and Chloe was kicking in her sleep.

  Linhart, still half-asleep, grabbed ahold of it and admired its smooth clean skin closely. He didn’t have a foot fetish or anything like that, but he couldn’t resist trying something. He stuck her biggest toe in his mouth and sucked on it for a moment. Her feet were dainty and cute just like the rest of her.

  With some difficulty, he managed to roll out of bed without waking either of them. It was early morning now, and with the twilight hour came the realization that this was really a girl's room.

  The room was strewn with clothing. A clothesline was hung in front of the window that he used to leave open to sneak out at night. It was currently draped with panties, skirts, and what looked like bikini tops.

  What had happened to his cozy little dorm room? He couldn’t help but feel sad about losing this pce. He had lost his life, his friends, and now he had lost his home, as well.

  Feeling a bit gloomy, he walked to the shower room to wash up, even though he had no fresh uniform to change into. Where was his wardrobe?

  The students in Nexus Academy were quite pampered in some ways. They studied hard all day and endured painful lessons, but their living conditions were comfortable and every dorm was fitted with a deluxe shower and bathing facility.

  Linhart, still naked from the night before, stepped into the shower room and engaged the water. The walls and floor of this sunlit closet were paved in hard stone. Pores in the ceiling released streams of conjured water that would fall down upon the occupant like a warm rain. A single metal grate in the center of the floor allowed waste water to flow away, along with the sweat and filth of the day.

  Linhart let the water run over him for a long while, thinking dark thoughts about his prospects in life. He was no longer sure he could even become a Fighter, let alone an elite Fighter. He had been beaten again st night. And this time not by the seniors or the Stratega, but by two little girls. Cute little girls who made the cutest noises when they were excited.

  Thinking about the love battle they had st night, Linhart spun the settings on his ID bracer to check his progress. His score was now 565. He had lost 45 points since yesterday!

  “Gods be damned, I’ll end up at zero if I continue this way!” he cursed.

  Where had he lost them? Was it when he was pying with Poppy at the Last Meal? Nah, if anything that should have earned him points. Was it that domineering little loli in the next room that took his points? As if by summoning magic, the sound of light footsteps reached his ears.

  “Looks like the trespassing little boy is stealing our water now.” a sharp voice teased from behind him. Linhart turned to find Chloe standing blocking the shower exit. “You’re going to have to pay for that, you know.”

  She was completely naked. Her hands were busy pulling her long blonde hair up into a ponytail. Her cute little breasts jiggled with the motion. She was shorter than he recalled, but then again they hadn’t stood face to face like this before. His eyes wandered down. He couldn’t believe he had been inside that adorable body st night. She looked like a child.

  “I don’t have any money,” he snapped back, turning away from her before he got too excited. “I don’t even know where my belongings are.”

  A moment ter he felt hands grab his arm and he was being hauled down backwards. He caught himself before his head hit the stone tiles, and she was on him like a fsh. Her iron-strong thighs pushed down on his shoulders, pinning him to the shower floor.

  “You think you can use my water for free? Are you a thief and a trespasser now?”

  What followed was a struggle, simir to the night before. Linhart fought her off, but his heart wasn’t in it. Before he knew it, she was forcing her pussy into his face saying, “Drink it down, Linhart! You’re going to be drinking my pussy water all year long.” Her voice was triumphant and Linhart was starting to understand where his score had gone. But the feel of Chloe forcing her fragrant little muff in his face, rhythmically rubbing it against his open mouth, was so heavenly that he couldn’t fight her anymore. He started licking her pretty pink lips with fervor.

  “Aaaaa, hhhaaaahhh, hhaaah!” Her squeals of pleasure echoed off the walls of the shower. The water rained down on them both, mixing with his saliva and her juices. Her pussy was so sweet!

  “Yeah, you’re my little sve, aren’t you?” Her voice was so cute and so cruel all at once. “I want your dick now, so get it hard.”

  He was already hard.

  She turned around and stuck her cute little ass out. Using both hands, she spread her rounded cheeks, revealing her lower lips. They were opening wide for him.

  "Now put it in," she purred, "And you better do it all the way, or I'll get rough with you."

  "Yes, Chloe," Linhart said, sounding resigned. This was his chance to get back at her.

  Positioning himself at her level, he pushed his cockhead in an inch. The heavenly feeling of sliding into her love tunnel was even better now that he was pushing in from behind. Sliding his hands over her soft round butt, he gripped her narrow hips and began pressing his rod in hard. It wasn't easy. They were both wet as hell, but she was so tight. He forced it in inch by inch until his balls were bumping against her thighs.

  "How's that, Chloe? Uugh. I'm pushing up into your womb now." Linhart stressed as he continued to press. "It looks like there's no more room in your pussy."

  He was pissed off at this little girl, and the satisfying yell of pain she let out, as he stretched her pussy to new limits, was just the medicine he needed. "Who's the sve now, bitch?"

  She had tensed up and was filing her arms, but he held onto her tight. Her hands fell to the floor, her blond ponytail was like a mop on the tiles, and her small, thin body was like a pyramid with her ass in the air. Downward dog position.

  Rocking in and out, Linhart was growing more excited by the sounds of her high-pitched squeaks and yelps. He kept at it several minutes, poking around her deepest reaches while she twisted in his grip, her hands and feet slipping on the wet floor.

  His body grew hotter, and Chloe’s shrieks were more pleasure than pain now. She was shaking so much. Was she climaxing? The sight and feel of her writhing loli body finally sent him over the edge, and he clutched her tight to him, as his body shook with an earth-shattering orgasm.

  Cum came pouring out, deep into her hole. When he finally let her go, she dropped like a ragdoll. Her pussy, still up in the air was gaping wide open.

  Checking his score, he saw it tick up to 576. That's a gain of 11. Linhart whooped in victory then he turned off the water and grabbed a towel.

  It was time for him to get away from here, before Chloe woke up and wanted a revenge fuck. He wasn’t confident that he could take her again, especially if she had Zoey's help.

  He left her there, colpsed and semi-conscious on the floor of the shower. Back in the main room, he hesitated before entering. The other sister, Zoey, was sitting at the desk with her knees tucked up to her chest. She was wearing the same skimpy top and panties from st night, and she was reading from what looked to be his registration papers. Her head shot up and he entered.

  “Linhart,” she breathed. Her expression was one of concern, but her eyes were following his naked body closely. “I- I- I'm so sorry!”

  “Sorry for what?” Linhart replied lightly. The previous night she had held him down while Chloe fucked him. “Sorry for what happened st night, or for what happened in the shower just now?”

  Her cheeks reddened, and she nodded. “Both.” Her eyes locked on his dick again. “I wanted to help you, but you know… I can't go against her.”

  Linhart picked his clothes off the floor and started to put his uniform on right in front of her. He liked her reserved demeanor and the gentleness in her voice. Zoey was the exact opposite of Chloe.

  “Why were you looking at my schedule?” Linhart asked pyfully, noting how lovely her butt looked from this angle. They really were identical. “You aren’t stalking me, are you?”

  “No, of course not!” Zoey quickly replied, though she continued to stare, even after he was fully dressed.

  “I wanted to warn you Linhart, that you share a css with Chloe,” she expined, then added with regret, “We don’t have any csses together.”

  “Oh great,” Linhart sighed, “Another pce for your sister to assault me.” He moved behind Zoey and looked down at his css schedule. He had received the list of csses just before the Last Meal, and due to the distraction of the speeches and the sex, he hadn’t really looked at his courses carefully yet. It read:

  7:00 AM - Anatomy

  9:00 AM - Men’s Studies

  11:00 AM - Hour of Mentoring

  12:00 PM - Midday Meal

  1:00 PM - Basic Armor Wearing and Usage

  3:00 PM - Grappling / Wrestling 101

  5:00 PM - Advanced Battle Tactics - Small Group with Stratega Xenia

  Some of these courses were familiar, being the same ones he’d studied in his previous freshman year. But some of them hadn’t even existed in his previous world.

  “Which one is Chloe in?”

  “Anatomy.”

  She turned to him and said in a rush of words, “Listen, Linhart. You have to get away from here and stay away from Chloe. I saw the way she looks at you and she’s serious when she says she’s not going to let you go. I can help you, if you'll let me.”

  Linhart saw the sincerity in her face. Also, he couldn’t help but admire this lovely girl’s bare legs. She had unwittingly spread them wide and the muscles in her thighs were stretched tight pointing down to the crotch of her yellow panties. They were hard to look away from.

  “Zoey,” he paused dramatically, “I need your help. Can you save me?”

  “I will try, Linhart.” It sounded like she had rehearsed this. “I remember… Haaaaahhh!” her voice cut out into a long moan. Linhart had wrapped his arms around her. His palms pressing down on her round little tits.

  “Thank you, Zoey.” he said in a low voice. “I need you.”

  Zoey, shocked by the sudden intimacy, took a moment to respond. “Aaahh, if you need me, I'll be there. I heard from a senior that… Uuuuhhhaaaah Haah…. I mean, I heard that the keys in this dorm are organized… oooooo… aaaahhhh… You’re squeezing my nipples, Linhart. Just like you did st night! Hhhaaaaahhhh.”

  Linhart had pulled off her crop top and was now massaging her tits, watching her eyes shift from a look of surprise to one of surrender. Zoey, unlike her feisty sister, didn’t move when she was being pleasured. Her nipples seemed to be a sensitive spot, and Linhart would take full advantage of it.

  “Zoey, I'm doing this to show how much I appreciate you. You really are the only friend I’ve made since I got to the Academy. Can I just show you how thankful I am?”

  Zoey’s legs were twitching, and her panties had a rge wet spot on them now.

  “Yes, Linhart. Please show me…. Aaahhh… how thankful you are. Haah… That’d make me…. Ooo… so haaaaaappy.”

  “You make me so happy too, Zoey. Keep your hands down while I show my appreciation with my hands.”

  Linhart went to work. He alternated between massaging her small tits, to pressing them ft against her heaving chest, to grabbing her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and pulling them as far from her chest as they would go. He never touched her pussy. Every once in a while Zoey’s hand would reach beneath her panties, but he would stop her, pulling it back out, saying “Please don’t move while I show my appreciation.” She squirmed in a mixture of agony and delight. Bancing on the edge of orgasm, she never quite reached there.

  Time passed and Zoey seemed to have lost her senses. Linhart checked the time on his ID bracer. “Oh shit, my first css is about to start, I’ve got to go… I’ll be back again… Zoey, I want to see you again, okay?”

  Zoey moved her head incoherently, but he was already racing for the door. A huge smile on his face. His ID bracer read 601, up 25 points since he’d started pying with her.

  Linhart had found his first prize. A shining gem in the Fighter css. A girl he could milk to raise his Fighter score.