Mei waited nervously at the train station for the girl from the school. Although she was ethnically full blooded Japanese, she'd been born and raised in the US, and as a result her Japanese language skills were marginal at best. So she waited quietly, trying her best to blend in.
Satsuki was beginning her senior year at University, and had come up a little shy in the tuition department. She'd been approached about taking on a roommate, helping her with her Japanese, and the modest stipend was enough to bridge the gap. She really hadn't had to think twice about it.
She pulled into the train station parking lot just as the train was departing for its next destination. Her intention was to have arrived a few minute before the train was scheduled to arrive, but one thing had led to another as was so often the case with her. Still, the crowd had thinned and Mei wasn't hard to spot over by the luggage claim area.
Satsuki sized her up from across the platform. A skinny Five-two, straight dark brown hair kept short and neat. Simple white blouse and skirt with knee socks and flats. Cute little nose and full, slightly pouty lips. Classic. She made her way over to the girl as the platform emptied out.
"Hello" Satsuki said. "You must be Mei."
"And you must be Satsuki. Nice to meet you, and thanks for picking me up here!" Mei replied.
Mei looked at the older girl. She was at least half a head taller than Mei, long black hair gathered in a ponytail, athletic build with C cup breasts, and an air of self confidence that Mei immediately admired.
Satsuki grabbed a couple of Mei's bags and ushered her out of the station and towards her car. Throwing the bags in the trunk, the two women climbed into the car and Satsuki started the short drive back to the campus dorms.
The dorm was comprised of small efficiency apartments. Each having sleeping room and a common room with a small kitchenette on one side, and a bath with a shower on the other. The bedroom had two futons on the floor with a couple of dressers in between on opposite walls. Satsuki's futon was against the far wall, underneath the single window that looked out over the campus.
"Cozy." Mei said.
"You'll get used to it." Satsuki replied.
Once she had her things unpacked, it looked a little less austere. In fact, she was quite pleased with the way things were shaping up.
"You have a boyfriend?" Mei asked.
Satsuki looked shocked. "No!"
"Take it easy. I was Just asking." Mei assured her new roommate. "You're really cute, and I figured if there were times, you know. I could make myself scarce."
"I see." Satsuki replied. "You'll be the first to know."
She was.
Things had gone extremely well the first couple weeks. Satsuki would stay out late with friends a couple times a week, but other than that, they'd had plenty of time to get to know each other, and things seemed to be nothing other than normal, verging on dull.
The night that all changed, it did so in an instant. Mei had been studying for an upcoming exam, and had stayed late at the library. Out of respect for Satsuki, she entered the dorm as quietly as she could. Without turning on the lights in the bedroom she instead relied on the indirect lighting from the hallway. As her eyes adjusted, she could see Satsuki naked on top of her futon. She was trembling and twitching as if in a dream. Only. She was covered in something.
Mei drew closer to her roommate's bed. Satsuki's eyes were half open but blank. There was a sweet smell with a musky overtone. At least a quart of a viscous substance covered most of her face and body. It was white and runny. It was jizz, Mei concluded in shock. Lots and lots of jizz. More jizz than a whole baseball team could produce.
Satsuki appeared to be slowly regaining her faculties, and she squinted up at Mei. "Hey baby Mei, how's my girl?" she slurred.
"Satsuki!" Mei scolded. "I don't know what you got into. Or what this stuff is, but you're a mess. How do I straighten you back out?"
"No worries, baby Mei. I'll be fine in a while. I got a fine fine load tonight." Satsuki said in a sing songy voice, gathering up some of the jizz from her tummy and bringing the fingers to her mouth. "It's the best, baby. You should try some."
"Ugh. No thanks!" Mei said with revulsion. "Let's get you cleaned up."
She helped the older girl to her feet. Satsuki was covered in jizz, and ropes of it flowed from her pussy and anus. Mei tried her best not to touch any of it, but that proved to be impossible. It was the source of the sweet musky odor, and although the appearance was gross, it was also admittedly fascinating. Mei guided her as they staggered into the bathroom. Mei started the shower and then helped Satsuki in, steadying her until she felt she was okay alone.
Mei returned to the bedroom to try and clean things up. There were puddles of jizz on Satsuki's futon as well as on the floor. Out of eyeshot of the senior, Mei gave in to a momentary curiosity, and gathering a dollop of the substance on her finger, she raised it to her nose and gave it a good sniff. It smelled, in a word, delicious. Sweet, musky, tangy and earthy all at the same time. She slowly stuck a little bit of her tongue out and licked her finger.
It tasted even better than it smelled. Like all her favorite decadent treats combine together into a superbly delicious essence. She tried some more savoring the flavor fest that was dancing off of her taste buds. Gradually she became aware of another feeling. It was narcotic, but in a good way. It made her feel funny, in the same way that kissing that boy last summer had made her feel only times 100. It made her feel....soft and pretty.
She shook her head and fought back to clarity. She finished cleaning things up and went in to check on Satsuki. She was looking a lot more steady and avoided Mei's gaze as much as she could.
"Oh my God, Mei," Satsuki said unsteadily, "That was not supposed to happen. Ever. I am so sorry. I can't even begin..."
"Forget it, roomie." Mei said trying to lighten the atmosphere up. In the back of her mind still feeling the effects of the jizz she had ingested, she couldn't help but look at her nude roommate with a little lustful appreciation. She was hot, even as messed up as she was, Mei admitted to herself.
In a typical fashion the girls went several days before the subject was brought up. They had decided to splurge a little and Satsuki took Mei to one of her favorite local sushi bars. As usual, the food was delicious, and the girls decided to take a walk down along the river.
"So. What was that all about the other night, Satsuki? I've been trying to figure it out, all that jizz and stuff." Mei started quietly.
"No who, but what is the correct question." Satsuki said. "Do you really want to know? Because there's nothing other than to tell you the whole thing once I start down the rabbit hole."
"I think I want to know." Mei whispered.
"You tried it the other night." Satsuki stated. There was no wiggle room or room for doubt in her inflection.
"Yes, just a little bit. How did you know?" Mei asked astonished.
"Listen. I'll explain." Satsuki intoned. "You know that Japanese mythology is full of tales of supernatural beings, demons and monsters? And you know that I belong to a club that is interested in that type of thing."
"It sounds pretty exclusive the way you've talked about it before." Mei admitted.
"Oh! It is. But my Mom was a member, so I got a chance to join when I was a freshman like you are now." Satsuki stated. "And the substance you tasted the other night, is part of it. After a while it's like how one bee can always tell other bees from its own hive by the way they smell and taste, or so it has been thought. So. We kind of refer to our collective self as The Hive."
"I suppose that makes sense." Mei offered. "Is that stuff your honey?" she ask, half joking.
"Kind of. But not exactly." Satsuki said seriously. "There is something metaphysical we all have in common with each other once we join with the hive. Call it a sense of awareness, or even a bond of sisterhood. At any rate, you can almost always tell another member of the hive. You just know for all the reasons you are interconnected."
"I'm not sure I quite understand." Mei said.
"There is something like a collective consciousness we share together. This is reinforced through the substance you tasted. Although just a small part of it, you could feel me in ways you would otherwise call abnormal. You sensed and reacted to my essential state in a way that wasn't quite....voluntary. Am I right?" Satsuki asked, knowing that she already knew the answer to that one.
"Yeah, well I guess in the moment I thought you were hot. But then you also had jizz running out of all your holes and you were pretty faced. Are you a prostitute or something? That was more jizz than a a whole room full of guys could throw down in one session. I just don't get it." Mei said.
"You were feeling some of my sexual energy through the...jizz." Satsuki tried. "There was a certain connection that we made for a minute or so, and NO. I am not a prostitute. Thanks for that one!"
"So, what did that to you?" Mei implored.
"I guess you could call it a demon. Although, truthfully it's not evil, or good for that matter. It just is what it is!" Satsuki said matter of factly. "You never really see them, except for the tentacles. They're good at avoiding humans unless they're drawn to them."
