Chapter 17-My Lovely Stalker Girlfriend

Akira and Sayako had been dating for a month and a half now, and Akira was starting to get the hang of things. Despite Sayako being generally creepy and possessive, and having a mother who acted just like her but only scarier, and having three little sisters who acted more like actual centipedes than little monster girls, Akira found himself enjoying more and more of her time. Hell, they didn't even have sex all that much anymore whenever they were alone...at least in public. Privately was another matter entirely.

Now that Akira had passed the visitation and meet the parents stage, Sayako had taken to getting Akira to fuck her at least once whenever he had the chance to visit. At least half their study sessions consisted of him sinking his cock into her ever constricting cunt, her giving him one of her famous titjobs, or him eating her to (a special birthday present that she'd never forget).

However, while sitting through last period at school, Akira realized something; they've never been on a date. Spending time at each other's houses and hanging out afterschool to fuck didn't count. They've never taken an entire day to just hang out as a couple, doing couple things that don't just involve sex. It never crossed Sayako's mind once, seeing as she was just content to be with him, but Akira was nothing if not thorough. He wanted to do something for her for a change. Spice things up a bit.

Which was why, when school ended, he asked her the big question.

"Do you want to go on a date?" He suddenly asked her.

Sayako blinked at him with wide eyes, honestly shocked at the question. "A...date?"

"Yeah, just the two of us, spending the day out doing regular couple stuff. That kind of date." He said. He looked nonchalant, but inside he was nervous. He wasn't sure how the normally introverted oomukade would take to the idea. But like he was about most things in life, he was completely wrong.

"O-Okay. We can go out." Sayako said with a blush on her face. An actual date, the thought made her smile. Not one of her creepy smiles, but a lovely one that just made her whole face light up.

Akira knew he made the right decision.

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Sunday came, and Akira was the first to make it to the meeting place in Akibahara, where they would go out on their date. Sayako wanted to meet up at the park instead of having Akira escort her from her house, wanting to draw out the suspense. He spent the entire morning making sure he looked good, ignoring the teasing from his mom, and fighting with traffic trying to get there early.

Everything was fine, though it was Sayako who was a few minutes late. He had called her up to see if she was alright, and she texted him back saying that she had some last minute preparations to do.

"Preparations? What's she mean by that." Akira muttered, leaning against the lamp post. It was certainly crowded today. With the weather so warm and sunny, it wasn't rare to see so many couples, human and monster, milling about the metropolitan area. "Maybe she's getting date coaching from her sisters or something."

"Akira?" Someone poked him in the arm. "Akira, I'm here. Sorry I'm late."

"Huh? Oh, S-Sayako, hey!" Akira spun around to greet his girlfriend. "It's okay, I wasn't here long..."

Akira went silent as he took in Sayako's appearance. It was as if she did a complete 180 with her look; her long black hair was tied back in a bun, with her bangs framing her face, which had a light coating of make up on her cheeks and lips. Instead of dark clothes, she wore a bright blue blouse that was tight against her large chest, with a sun yellow cardigan over it, and a flowing white skirt over her lower half.

'Holy shit.' Akira could scarcely believe his eyes. He had gotten used to the gloomy horror film look Sayako always had and had considered it to be one of her more unique features, scary as they were. But seeing her look like...like a normal girl was something that blew him out of this world.

"A-Akira, are you okay?" Sayako asked shyly. "Do I look weird? I don't usually wear this kind of clothing..."

"No, of course not! You look great!" Akira said, blushing furiously. "You...honestly, you look gorgeous."

"Y-You do?" Sayako blushed and that creepy smile he came to love spread across her face. "That's great! I heard from my hidden microphone I placed in your room that you have a thing for fashionable girls, and my aunt got me some dresses for my birthday last year that I had on hand. Thank goodness you like how I look."

'There's my creepy centipede girl.' Akira smiled as Sayako grabbed his hand.

"Come on, I don't want to waste our first date standing here." She said eagerly and pulled him along down the street. This was going to be the best day of her life!

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The date was going swimmingly. Despite being dragged around by Sayako like a ragdoll, Akira was actually having a lot of fun. He didn't even mind going with her to the places that she normally goes to on her time alone, like the bookstore that was run by a jurogumo who had a rather unhealthy interest in their relationship. To his surprise, Sayako was actually a fan of gothic style stories, like the Memoirs of Frank Stein, the incubus monster doctor. She didn't even like horror all that much. Who would've thought?

Sayako was also having the time of her life. Being able to go out on a real date with her boyfriend, the guy she had been spying on since her first year of high school. She loved the way he looked at her, still star struck by her new appearance. She had been apprehensive at first wearing such bright clothing and pulling her hair back to show off her face; the result of her natural inclination as an oomukade. But seeing the love in Akira's eyes certainly made the effort worth it.

It almost made her forget about the stares the other monsters were giving her as they walked down the streets. Almost.

After the bookstore, Akira and Sayako went to eat at a restaurant that Sayako knew that catered to mainly insectoid monsters like her. Thankfully the place's menu had the kind of food that Akira liked, because Sayako wasn't going to go anywhere that Akira didn't like. There was enough room to coil her centipede body under her as they ate and talk, just chatting about everyday things like normal teenagers. Though, Akira did most of the talking while Sayako just sat there gazing lovingly at him.

"I didn't know you read Frank Stein." Akira said. "I mean, don't take this the wrong way, but I thought that, considering how you look and acted, that you were more of a horror gal."

"Most oomukade have an interest in horror," Sayako admitted. It was a common stereotype, among other things. "But I've always been interested in reading about the world's first human monster doctor. His story always had a gothic feel to it that I loved."

"Huh, I never thought of it like that. I've always been a bit of a fantasy nerd myself." Akira grinned. "But you already know that from snooping around in my room."

"I was merely making sure that there were no threats to your safety." Sayako defended herself without an ounce of shame. "Some other girls have made their interest in you very clear and I can't take any chances."

'Huh, I thought that was just my imagination.' Akira thought. He noticed a few other monsters eying him, but he didn't think anything of it. Was it because he was dating the school outcast?

After they ate, Sayako brought Akira over to a clothing store where she usually got her clothes. With her attitude as sunny as her appearance, she snatched up any kind of dark clothing that matched her usual style and asked if he liked them.

"I think black and red match your style more. You pull those colors off really well." Akira said.

"Really? People usually associate oomukade with colors like purple and yellow. Mostly jurogumo." She said.

"Everyone has their preferences. Honestly, it's a bit stupid that people associate color schemes with monster species in this day and age. Not everyone's the same." Akira huffed. Sayako smiled again, and it made Akira smile in turn.

"What?" She giggled.

"Your smile. I swear, it's like the world just lights up when you do that." Akira said. "When you're not chasing away other girls, that is."

Sayako felt her cheeks turn red and she looked away, catching her reflection in a full body mirror. She looked good standing next to Akira. They looked like a normal couple...when she ignored her lower body. Oomukade weren't normally this outgoing, introverts by nature they were, and dressed up like this, acting to bright and outgoing...it felt strange to Sayako.

"Akira, do you like it when I dress like this?" Sayako asked him. "I can get more dresses like this if you really like it."

Akira looked up at her. "Sayako, you look great, really, but I think I like your usual look more. It's natural, you know?"

Sayako smiled at him and gripped his hand. Her Akira was so loving and virtuous! He was the best boyfriend in the world!

"Is that really an oomukade?"

Sayako tensed up when she heard the whispers. Two kitsune were looking her way, whispering about her and Akira.

"Don't they live in caves and stuff? What's she doing here?"

"The real question is what is she wearing? That's a cute blouse, but it doesn't really match with her giant centipede body."

"I'm more concerned about that boy she's with. I hope he's not being forced to go out with her. There's this ongoing court case with an oomukade in some town a train ride from here that kidnapped a boy she liked and held him captive for weeks."

"Honestly, they're worse than jurogumo during sex."

"Never seen one wear clothes like that. If she thinks that looking pretty is going to hide what she's really like, then she's stupider than you."

"Hey!"

Sayako but her lip and tried to ignore them, but the stares from the other monsters were getting to her. Was the difference between her and Akira that noticeable?

It felt good to have the object of her affections doting on her after watching him from afar. She genuinely liked him, and he liked her back. By rights, she should be ecstatic. But now that she had a good look at them, she couldn't help but notice the different.

Here he was, this perfect guy, and he was spending time with her, a creepy monster girl from a race known for their borderline psychotic tendencies and for living in equally creepy places. Oomukade didn't have a stellar reputation back in the old days, and that barely changed in modern times.

"Hey, Sayako."

Sayako jumped when she felt a hand on her lower back. She cleared her throat and looked at Akira.

"You want to head out? We can go to this karaoke place Taichi told me about." He said.

"Y-yes, that sounds like fun." She said, giving him a mostly real smile.

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By the time they got done with karaoke and bowling (Sayako turned out to be a prodigy at that, a result of training to throw knives at potential love rivals' heads in her hunt for Akira) the sun was already starting to go down and the pair went to rest up at the park for a moment.

"It's almost dark." Sayako noted, looking up at the darkening sky. "I didn't realize it was getting so late."

"Well, time flies when you're having fun." Akira sighed.

They sat in silence for a few minutes before Akira glanced over at Sayako.

"Sayako, is something the matter?" He asked. Seeing her surprised look, he said, "Don't think I didn't notice your mood after we left the clothing store. You aren't a master at hiding her emotions."

"Right...you would notice that." Sayako gave a sad chuckle and looked down at her hands. "Akira...I'm sure you must've noticed everyone staring at us today. It's different than when we're at school."

Akira nodded but didn't say anything. This was something he needed to here completely.

"You're a handsome guy, Akira, and you're fun to hang out with. You have that rugged bad boy look that girls love, but your personality is actually pretty outgoing and friendly underneath the surface, which some girls also love. Any girl would be lucky to have you for a boyfriend, myself included..." Sayako looked away, her bangs covering her eyes.

"I know I'm not the ideal girlfriend to have. Oomukade have a bad reputation that isn't too exaggerated, and it's made people wary of us. We're naturally violent and possessive, and that turns people away. We're not as beautiful as other monsters; we aren't as soft, or cuddly, or cute, or even sultry or seductive like jurogumo and keijoro." She whispered. "Sometimes I hear other girls muttering about what I might've done to get you to go on a date with me. They think I'm blackmailing you or forcing you, which is expected of someone like me. Still, I...I can't help but feel a bit inadequate compared to other, prettier girls.

"I don't think I'm suitable to be your girlfriend. I'm a pathetic mess compared to all the other girls you could be with right now..."

Sayako paused when she felt a hand on her shoulder and yelped when she was suddenly taken into Akira's arms, her lower body wrapped around his as he struggled to lift her up in a bridal carry while having a hard look in his face.

"A-Akira?!"

"Sayako, come with me," He said, looking into her eyes. "We have one more stop on our date."

"Where are we going?"

"To a love hotel!"

"Eh?!"

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Unknown to Sayako, Akira had mentally charted all available love hotels within the vicinity of their date just in case she got rowdy and wanted to fuck. It was a precaution so that they weren't taken in for public indecency when she inevitably tried to fuck him in the middle of Akibahara. Though, now this knowledge was used for a different purpose.

Helping his girl regain her confidence.

As soon as he got a room for them, Akira dropped her onto the bed, pulled up her blouse, and dived headfirst into her bountiful chest, licking and biting at her pale orbs while tugging at her nipples. Not even seconds passed before Sayako was already getting hot and bothered by his treatment of her breast. Her lower half twitched and coiled around his body even as he practically tore off his shirt and pants to free his hardening cock.

"A-Akira!" Sayako gasped, clutching his shoulders to anchor herself through his ferocious assault.

"Who cares what those other girls think?" Akira panted, biting his lip as he ran his cockhead up and down the moist slit in her underside. Sayako blushed at the intense gaze he gave her as he teased her soaked cunt. "I don't know if you've forgotten, but you're my girlfriend, not them! I could care less what they think about us."

"B-But they all look better than me. They're not so gloomy and creepy and..."

Akira's head shot down and took both her nipples into his mouth. Sayako's mind went blank as he sucked her nips extra hard, her eyes rolling back a bit in pleasure. Once he was done inhaling her nipples, he looked up at her through the soft expanse of her cleavage.

"I told you, I don't care!" Akira growled. "You're cool, you rock that gloomy look wonderfully, and your yandere attitude is the cutest thing ever!"

"Eh?!"

Something snapped in Sayako's mind. Hearing Akira, the young man of her dreams, actually admit that her obsessive, violent and protective personality was cute had brought her headfirst into the most powerful orgasm she ever had up to that point, rivaling the first orgasm she had when losing her virginity to Akira. It wasn't caused by his cock rubbing against her folds, though it did have a part in it, it was knowing that her boyfriend loved her for who she was even though she wasn't the prettiest or smartest girl he ever met.

She squirted all over his cock with such intensity that even he was surprised. But that naughty grin she loved so much returned in full force as he pulled back and aimed his cock.

"If ya don't believe me, then here's my proof!"

A piercing shriek shot from Sayako's pink lips as he thrusted his thick schlong right up into her cunt. His dick barreled right through her clenching folds and her hundred legs wrapped around his body, not constricting, but just needing something to hold on to.

She orgasmed again, and then again and again as he fucked her as hard as he could, using her body as a cushion to do so. His fingers dug into her naked tits and his legs worked tirelessly to maintain balance as her centipede body tightened around him. He slammed into her over and over and over again, while she was laid out on the bed, unable to do anything but take her lover's heavy thrusts and thick cock as it buried itself in her womb repeatedly.

"You're the only girl I've been looking at the entire day!" Akira grunted as he pounded into her. His entire body was covered in sweat as he fucked her as hard as he could, and even though his muscles burned, he didn't dare slow down. "I'm not interested in any of the other women out there! I didn't even give a thought about them!"

'Akira...' Sayako thought dreamily. She gasped as he reached up and grabbed a fistful of her long hair to force her head back. He suckled on her throat, nipping at her neck as she moaned at the harsh treatment, shuddering in orgasmic bliss as his tongue slid up her neck onto her shin.

"I love you, Akira!"

Her declaration of love made Akira grin, and she cried out as he redoubled his pace inside her before suddenly cumming. His seed filled her and Sayako cried out as she orgasmed once again around his thick shaft, her pussy walls tightening and spasming and milking every last drop of his cum from his length.

Sayako went limp in his arms, which held her tight as he continued pumping inhumanly large amounts of jizz into her womb. Her hair had fallen from its bun and was draped over her sweaty, flushed face as she panted from the amazing fucking she just received. Akira, too, was also exhausted and thoroughly satisfied. When he finial stopped cumming, his arms sagged and he fell face first into her bountiful bosom, and Sayako mustered up the strength to hold his body close to hers with her lower body.

"I'm...forever yours, Akira," Sayako panted. "You're the only one I love."

Akira smiled up at her and leaned up to give her one last kiss before they both passed out. Ironically, Akira was the first to enter dreamland, and Sayako giggled as he fell asleep on her heaving breasts.

"We're the best couple in the world!" She squealed. This was the best day of her life!

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The weeks following that memorable date were nothing short of magical. Life went on for Akira and Sayako; they went to school, hung out together, they fucked in an empty classroom afterschool without fail. Business as usual. But the other students realized that they looked...closer than before. Happier, even. Seeing Akira the loner actually smile most of the day and not give some sarcastic comment to strangers was an odd sight that only the monster students of the school saw as the result of true love.

It seemed rather hard to understand how Akira was able to fall in love with the creepy stalker oomukade with yandere tendencies. Not that the couple themselves really cared. All that mattered was that they were together, and that's all they could ask for.

"So...my parents are coming home from their business trip." Akira said one afternoon. Sayako, as always, was hovering over his shoulder like his second shadow. "Why don't you bring your parents over so they can meet? Mom and dad really want to meet you."

"Really?" Sayako said in surprise. "You...want our families to have a get together?"

"With the holiday weekend coming up, I'd say that we have enough time. It'll be a good chance for our families to get to know each other well, since we're dating and...stuff."

Sayako smiled, and like it was ripped right out of some cheesy romance anime, the clouds drew away from the sun and the world seemed to get brighter as she smiled up at him. Akira blushed.