Chapter 0 - Honey Garden of Sekirei

It was a normal evening in the Izumo Inn as the inhabitants of the place gathered in the living room to watch TV, with the exception of Minato, who had been called away earlier that day by his sister Yukari, and Homura, who had gone along as an escort. Both of them had yet to return, and the residents of Izumo Inn had already eaten their dinner.
 
Sekirei Number 88, Musubi, a busty brunette in a miko outfit was quietly bickering with her rival Sekirei Tsukiumi, about which of them was the true wife in their relationship with their Ashikabi. The blonde Water Sekirei's insistence on filling that role was deflected by Musubi's simple-minded stubbornness, which resulted in that conflict.
 
Playing audience to the pair were Matsu, Uzume, and Kazehana. The former two were greatly amused by the show, while the Wind Sekirei was daydreaming about her lover, wondering what he was up to.
 
The only one actually paying attention to the TV was young Kusano, who stared at the screen over the potted plant she was holding with both hands.
 
"I will be the one to sleep with Minato tonight!" Tsukiumi snapped. "That's what a wife is supposed to do!"
 
"Musubi is also Minato-san's wife!"
 
Before Tsukiumi could reply, a metal ladle rapped both of them on the head. Wincing in pain, the two Sekirei looked up to see a stern Miya.
 
"Do I need to remind you two, that no illicit relationships are allowed in Izumo Inn?"
 
Chastised, Musubi and Tsukiumi ceased their argument, to the disappointment of Matsu and Uzume.
 
Suddenly, the TV began emitting a strange noise that captured everyone's attention, one that rose up and down in a weird pattern. At the same time, the screen started to flash in a vaguely entrancing way.
 
"What's wrong with the TV?" Uzume asked.
 
"The remote's not working for some reason." Matsu fiddled with the handheld device.
 
"Oooh! Kusano sees something!" Kusano exclaimed.
 
Hearing that, the rest of them peered more closely at the screen, unknowingly exposing themselves further to its effects.
 
Watch closely... focus on the screen... pay attention to the sound... listen carefully...
 
The commands entered into their subconscious, preventing them from doing anything other than letting themselves get affected, their vulnerability to its control increasing with the exposure to its influence.
 
"I don't see any..." Uzume trailed off, her eyes locked on the flashing lights.
 
The only one who sensed anything wrong was Matsu, whose expertise lay in information, but by the time she realized, her body had already fallen under its spell. The whole room was silent save for the TV, as all the Sekireis did nothing but watch. After several seconds, the inaudible commands changed to a new tone.
 
Sex... pleasure... fuck... 
 
The more mature among them began to respond unconsciously; their hearts began beating faster, and their breathing became quicker.
 
Arousal... need... desire...
 
Now Musubi, Uzume and Tsukiumi started to experience a burning urge, one that they recognized as a desire to earn their wings. But this time was different, corrupted.
 
For some reason, only Kusano remained unaffected, though her mind continued to absorb the signals from the TV.
 
Lust... sex... bliss...
 
If any of the adult Sekirei weren't showing signs of arousal, they were now; nipples were hardened underneath clothes, and several pairs of panties gained stains in the crotch.
 
Breasts... nipples... pussies... cunts...
 
Images appeared in their minds, and their bodies acted, guided by instinct.
 
Musubi stripped off her top, slipping her arms free of the sleeves, and started massaging her breasts. Next to her, Tsukiumi spread open her legs and started rubbing her wet, swollen nether lips, gasping with delighted pleasure. Hearing her rival's voice, Musubi turned her lust-filled gaze in that direction.
 
"Mmph!" Tsukiumi let out a muffled cry of surprise when the Fist Sekirei's lips mashed against hers, but soon returned the show of affection. "Mmm~..."
 
Uzume had both hands down her jeans, and was working her fingers in and out of her hole furiously, biting her lip to keep the moans in. Nearby, Matsu and Kazehana had paired off just as their fellow Sekirei had, facing each other one hand on their own breast and the other on their partner's, both pairs of boob flesh being molested fervently as their tongues played against each other.
 
But the one most affected was Miya; the normally refined landlady had bared both her breasts and pussy for all to see in a manner that could only be described as exhibitionistic, and was masturbating with the handle of the ladle she carried.
 
"Illicit relationships are allowed... no, mandatory in Izumo Inn!" The purple-haired lady declared. "Aahn!" She squealed as the thick handle plunged past the entrance of her sex, scraping against the meat walls of her sensitive tunnel.
 
As the lesbian orgy developed around her, Kusano continued to watch the TV screen. The content that was being transmitted changed once more.
 
Cocks... phalluses... fill holes... pleasure... feel good...
 
Kusano suddenly understood. Mu-chan, Tsu-chan, Ma-chan, Fuu-chan and the rest, they all needed Onii-chan's thingy in their holes! But Onii-chan wasn't around! That meant that Ku-chan had to help. Then when Onii-chan came back, he would praise Ku-chan!
 
The plant in the pot she carried suddenly burst to life, growing and mutating at an incredible pace. Some of the other Sekireis yelped when they found themselves being manhandled by the green tendrils, but their tone soon changed as they discovered the pleasure the newcomer brought.
 
A tentacle snaked down the back of Musubi's skirt, jerking her backwards to sit on top of the table and tearing the piece of clothing away, leaving her with only her white stockings. Before she could figure out what was going on, a pair of tentacles curled around her legs and spread them wide open, leaving her pussy exposed for a third to plunge right into.
 
"Aaah! Oh, ohhh!" Musubi cried out at the sensation.
 
"Aahn, don't run away..." Tsukiumi mewed, feeling lonely after her kissing partner was yanked away.
 
The blonde climbed up onto the table next to her rival,  eager to resume their oral play. Another tentacle rubbed itself against the crotch of her panties, seeking further access. Tsukiumi obliged by lifting up one leg, only for it to curl around the small piece of white fabric and tear it away. Rather than protest the rough treatment of her undergarments, Tsukiumi just sucked on Musubi's tongue, even as the guilty tentacle returned to fill her hole.
 
"Nnnn! Ah, uhhh... Mmm, Musubi..."
 
"Tsukiumi, you taste delicious..."
 
The tentacles going after Uzume weren't as kind; one of them curled around her neck and pulled her up onto her knees, choking her a little. The tip curled around the hem of her shirt and pulled it up, causing her breasts to spill out into the open, showing off her long erect nipples. At the same time, two more tentacles wrapped around her arms and pulled them out of the way, allowing another tentacle to take advantage of her new pose by slipping down into the vacated space.
 
"Uuoohhh!" Uzume groaned as the rough surface of the tendril rubbed against her pussy lips. "M-More..."
 
However, instead of penetrating her, it traveled around her hips to come up from behind, before lowering down and taking her jeans and panties with it. Uzume wriggled against her restraints, but there was no way of escaping them. She glanced around as best as she could with the tentacle around her neck, and caught sight of the screen again.
 
Horny... lust... fill holes...
 
Her nipples stiffened further, and several drops of her arousal ran down her thighs. Uzume moaned, feeling the cool air against her erogenous zones. Straining against the force controlling her arms, she managed to get her fingers near her sex, and spread it open as best as she could.
 
"Fill my... horny cunt..." The Veil Sekirei begged, and her plea was promptly answered. "UHHHNNGH!"
 
Matsu was another victim of rough treatment; yanked away from her fun with Kazehana, she found herself against the side of the TV. A tentacle coiled around her right thigh and jerked the leg upwards. As with Tsukiumi, the revealed panties were ripped away, exposing her dripping pussy. What she didn't expect was a second tentacle, which penetrated her anal orifice at the same time as the first.
 
"AAAGGGH!" The glasses-wearing Sekirei screamed, only to have her mouth suddenly plugged by a third tentacle. "UURGGHG!"
 
It hurt at first, but the pain soon faded, replaced by pleasure as the tendrils stimulated her in all three holes. Matsu had originally desired to experiment doing all sorts of things with Minato, but the newfound experience was beyond her wildest imagination. Each thrust of the tentacles in her cunt and ass shook her body and caused her to let out grunts of ecstasy.
 
Off to the side, Kazehana welcomed the tentacles' attention as they slid underneath her dress, seeking to bring her pleasure.
 
"Oohh... oh yes, right there..." The busty Sekirei wriggled as one of them snaked up the bottom of her dress and into her panties, while another came from behind to curl around one of her breasts. "Ah, be gentle with my tits..."
 
Two more came directly towards her body, seeking her nipples. However, they were caught by her hands before they managed to make contact.
 
"Hey now... you can't be like that..." Kazehana chided.
 
More explicit images filtered into Kusano's mind, and her power shaped the tentacles into new forms.
 
"Oh! Oh my..." Kazehana gasped as the tips of the tentacles in her hands and sticking out from her cleavage began to swell, shifting around against her skin. "They look so delicious..."
 
She brought the swollen tips closer to her face, and started to lick them each in turn. Occasionally Kazehana would put the entire thing inside her mouth to suck for a few moments, but she paid equal attention to each of them, though the tentacle pleasuring her pussy in return frequently interrupted by causing her to moan and gasp.
 
Above Musubi and Tsukiumi, three plant tendrils twined together and formed a flower at the tip, one whose inner petals resembled a woman's labia. It added another tinge of sweetness of the scent of sex that had already filled the room, as nectar began to fall from it. The sweet fluid landed on Tsukiumi's face, who lapped it up eagerly even as Musubi licked some from her lips as well. The sapphic pair continued to indulge in nectar-smeared kisses, all the while as the tentacles within their dripping cunts continued to pulse, pounding against their wombs.
 
The only one who didn't have any tentacles attacking her was Miya, mainly due to Kusano's healthy fear of the woman. But as Miya continued to fuck herself with her own ladle, the sight of the woman's breasts bobbing up and down called out to the younger girl. Almost timidly, a tendril tipped with a sucker crept up towards Miya's shaking figure, before suddenly darting forward and attaching to one of her nipples.
 
"Ahn!" Miya squealed, her body flinching. "That feels... good! Harder... suck harder!"
 
The hand holding the ladle moved faster, matching the suckling motion of the tentacle that was stretching out her breast. When Miya came, the orgasm hit her hard enough that her eyes rolled up in her head. Her mouth, usually in the shape of a smile, was now wide open with her tongue out in an obscene moan.
 
Throughout the room, each of the adult Sekireis were engrossed in their own little worlds; Matsu was massaging one breast as she continued to get spit-roasted by three tentacles, Kazehana happily received showers of white plant sap from three tendrils, Uzume struggled to lap up some sap of her own from the tentacle pod that was leaking more white sap just out of reach, Miya continued to work herself to another orgasm with her own cooking implement, and the pair of Musubi and Tsukiumi had only eyes and tongue for each other. Nothing mattered to them except the sexual bliss they felt.
 
The TV continued to broadcast its signal, and the orgy continued on...