Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. The Popular Girl Chapter 10 By: Anime Lover (ANIME) LOLI, YURI Disclaimer: None Needed -Following morningThe day was like any other, The alarm clock rung, waking Sara up from her slumber. Groggily, Sara lifted herself up on her hands and knees and sitting up on her legs, revealing the pink pajama's she wore and while her eye's were still closed, she reached her right hand out to the ringing clock and hit the small button on top of the clock before stretching out her arms yawning. When Sara opened her eyes though, she was in for a surprise... "Huh?" she states as she sleepily looks around her room, rubbing her eyes with her hands for a moment before opening them again. "What the heck, everything's glowing..." Indeed, the moment Sara had opened her eye's, everything she saw had a soft glow, a sort of Bloom effect that some games have. "This is weird..." comments Sara, before gasping a little and getting off her bed and walking to her dresser and looking into the mirror, and seeing her still white colored eyes. "Maybe... is this how Ginger see's stuff?" -Later in the morningSara was now arriving at school, wearing a red T-shirt and jeans, though more oddness was soon to follow as she walked through the double doors. A few random students, emitted a sort of light from their bodies, an aura. Sara only counted about 6-8 students as she walked through the hall, Sara even recognized one of her friends as they walked pass her, who greeted her with a `Hey' and a wave of the hand before continuing on. Upon making her way to her home room, Sara didn't see Ginger in the room, though after getting to her seat and waiting for about a minute, Ginger walks into class, wearing a white shirt and blue jeans, walking to her seat. "Hey Sara." greets Ginger smiling, as she lowers her back pack to the floor beside her desk and sitting down, then turning around enough to look at Sara. "Hey, theirs something I need to ask you." replies Sara. "What is it?" asks Ginger. "Since I woke up, my eyes have been acting weird, everything has a glow." Ginger looked mildly surprised, before asking, "Really?" "Yeah, do you know what's wrong?" "Well, nothing's wrong, just seems like your progressing pretty fast, it happens sometimes." "So, I'm fine then?" asks Sara. "Yeah, your just starting to mature faster, like puberty for other people." "OK." replies Sara smiling. "oh, and another thing, some people I saw as I walked through the halls had a kind of light coming from them, what does that mean?" "The people that glow are the unwoken Hybrids." "Oh, so that's how you can tell." Ginger smiles before the bell rings and Ginger turns back around in her seat as a handle of students rush into the classroom, who were quickly followed by the teacher. -About 15 minutes laterAfter the start of class and the students working on a one-sided worksheet the teacher left for them to work on as she left the room for a little while, Sara looked up from her piece of paper for a moment to look up at the clock, but notice something strange with Ginger in front of her. Ginger's body seemed to glow, dimly, and there was a sort of pulsing coming from her, but it was different, as the ripples reached the edge of her body, the waves bounced back towards the center of Ginger's body, as if some sort of energy was being contained within her, unable to be released. Puzzled by this, Sara reached out her left hand and tapped the raven-haired girl on the shoulder. Strangely, it took a few moments for Ginger to respond, turning around a little to look at her. "Y-yeah?" whispers Ginger shakily. Sara quickly noticed that Ginger looked a little winded and her forehead had a mild shine from sweat. "Are... you ok?" whispers Sara. "I'm seeing this weird glow and wave coming from you." Ginger once again looked surprised and even puzzled. "You can see that? Already?" "What exactly am I seeing?" asks Sara. "I'm trancing r-right now." "Really? Your doing a really good job resisting it." "Heh, it's not a normal trance. I'm doing something called Retrograde Trancing, but I haven't perfected using it though." "Retrograde Trancing?" questions Sara. "What's that?" "It's basically Trancing in a way that drastically lowers the sensation and urge that it causes, in case that you can't or don't want to create a large scene. It keeps the sensation inward and doesn't allow it to leave your body. If the energy is allowed to leave, then you start losing control and moaning." explains Ginger. "Wow, I would love to be able Retrograde Trance!" replies Sara. "Unfortunately, since I'm still learning it, I couldn't teach it to you." replies Ginger. "Aww..." whines Sara. "Heh, it's surprising how quickly your going through the stages though..." states Ginger. "It usually takes about a week for the eye thing to start up." "Heh, I'm a quick learner with some things." replies Sara smiling, as the teacher walks back into the room and announcing that the class can stop working on their assignment. "Is their a next stage?" asks Sara. "Yeah... it's, umm..." answers Ginger, closing her eyes in thought, before quickly opening her eyes, clearly surprised by something as she states, "oh no!" lowly. Ginger then surprises Sara as she moves her left hand to Sara's forehead and turning back around a little to face the front of the class and raise her right hand in the air, causing the teacher to look at her. The teacher couldn't ask `What?' before Ginger quickly states, "I think Sara's sick, can I help her to the bathroom?" "Huh?" Replies Sara. "Sara looks fine though." replies Ms. Hana. "I just have a strong feeling that she's going to be feeling really sick soon." quickly states Ginger. "Well..." replies Ms. Hana looking unsure. "Ok, go." Ginger then gets up from her seat and picks up the confused Sara and leads her out of the room and heads, instead of the direction of the bathroom, to the Gym. "What's going on, Where are we going?" "I'll explain at the Gym." Replies Ginger as she pulls Sara along. Upon reaching the girl's locker-room, Ginger instructed Sara to sit on the bench in-between the lockers and she did the same, facing her. "Ok, Here's the thing..." begins Ginger. "With as quick as the last two stages you went through, I can only assume the third one isn't far behind." "Ok, but what is the third stage?" asks Sara. "Soon your going to experience something called, amazingly enough, a Trance Attack." answers Ginger as she starts to remove her shirt, revealing her nearly flat chest. Sara looked at Ginger with confusion clear on her face, "Ok... so theirs regular Trances, Retrograde Trances and now, Trance Attacks? What the heck is that? And why are you taking off your clothes?" "Ok, a Trance Attack is a type of Trance directed AT someone other than yourself. Only Hybrids like you or me experience it, but it's really rare, but one of the stages in maturing is to experience it." "So that's why you got me alone huh?" "Yeah, 90% of the time, a person having a Trance Attack will target another Tragilin. So theirs a chance you'll target a human." "So targeting a human is bad?" asks Sara. "Yeah, all the records of Hybrids targeting a human during a Trance Attack always ends in death for the human." "What!?" "It's because they struggle." states Ginger, standing up as she unbuttons/zips her jeans. "Struggling during someone's attack is almost always lethal to the victim." "So your basically going to sacrifice yourself!?" asks Sara shocked. "I can't let you do that, I'll just resist it as much as I can." "Heh, you won't be able to, this is your first one, so your not going to remimber it, your basically going to black out while your body acts on it's own. Don't worry about me, I won't struggle." states Ginger as she begins to pull down her jeans. "Just before it start's your going to feel a little light-headed..." As Ginger said the end of her statement, Sara closed her eyes and raises her right hand up to her head, Ginger had taken her eyes off her for the moment... "I just hope I can resist Trancing during your Attack." Ginger pulled her right foot from her pants, though before she could free her left foot, she suddenly gasped out as she felt herself tackled roughly to the floor, banging the back of her head against the hard floor. From the mild head injury disorienting her, Ginger quickly fought back in reflex, pushing her hands up blindly, feeling a face, though seconds into her resistance, she felt hands around her neck and squeeze hard. Cutting off her flow of oxygen with a gasp and sending her hands down to try to pry the hands from around her neck. Ginger opened her eyes at this point and saw that it was Sara who loomed over her, a her face red in a blush, but otherwise a blank look on her face and eyes. `Dang, I still need to take my panties off...' thinks Ginger. Seeing that her `attacker' was Sara, Ginger quickly released her hands from Sara's around her neck and moved then to the floor, up by her head, Surrendering to her and stopping her thrashing as Sara's hands remained closed around her neck. Fortunately though, seconds after her surrender, Sara loosened her hands grip around Ginger's neck, allowing the raven-haired girl to quickly gasp for the precious air she was denied. A few breathes later, Ginger looked up to Sara, who was now smiling down at her, her hands still around her neck though before Sara lowers her face down towards Ginger's and kissing her, invading her tongue into Ginger's mouth, starting a brief wrestling match with their tongue's, which Ginger submitted to as well, allowing Sara's tongue toss hers around in her mouth. Upon the match ending, Sara disengaged their lips, revealing a single thick string of saliva connecting their tongues for a moment. After sitting up at arms length, Sara, slowly removes her hands from around Ginger's neck, moving them to her face, before using her right hand to brush Ginger's bangs back for a moment, before trailing her hands back down, never complexly removing her hands from Ginger's skin. Sara trailed her hands over Ginger's shoulders and to her chest, resting her hands on the only slightly raised mounds of Ginger's developing chest, before pinching the two protrusions of Ginger's breasts, elicited a quick moan from her as she raised her chest up a little. Sara continued to play with Ginger's nipples, releasing more and more moans from her as she squirmed under Sara. Turns out Ginger's nipples were just as sensitive as Sara's, it wasn't long before her honey started to leak out of her nipples, wetting Sara's fingertips as she continued to pinch, pull and roll the two nubs between her fingers. `I-I don't know how much more of this I can take!' thought Ginger desperately. Ginger's Retrograde Trancing was failing, she could feel a burning need raising from her pussy, the strip of cloth over her labia was starting to feel uncomfortable, her body was heating up, her skin was getting sensitive to touch. `I have to hold out...' thinks Ginger, her eyes tightly closed and her hands in a fist. Meanwhile Sara continued to focus on her erect nipples, though she released the right one, only to lower her mouth to it and lick, then suck on it, lastly a playful bit, causing Ginger to gasp out quickly in the mild pain. The same gasp was repeated as Sara did the same to Ginger's left nipple, before moving down Ginger's body, removing her panties and spread her legs. When Sara saw the strip over Ginger's labia though, she frowned, before moving her right hand to it and gripping the corner, then quickly snatching the strip off, releasing a cry of pain from Ginger as she lifted her hips up for a few moments as pain seared through her pussy. Sara didn't seem to care about Ginger's pain though, only smiling as she saw Ginger's honey quickly oozing out of her slit. Sara placed her hands on Ginger's hips and pushed her rear back down to the floor, allowing Ginger's honey to pool out below her. `Well, that certainly helped.' thinks Ginger, cringing as her pussy ached with actual pain, instead of need now. The pain didn't last too long though as soon after, Ginger felt the soothing touch of Sara's tongue entering her and her lips pressed against Ginger's labia. Ginger gasps in pleasure as Sara darted her tongue in and out of the raven-haired girl's fleshy orifice. The pain of Sara ripping of the clothe that was covering her may have helped reduce the arrival of her trance, but it was only temporary as Sara's tongue continued to please her. The burning need from her pussy was returning, and Sara's tongue was doing nothing to satisfy it. "I'm losing it!" cried out Ginger before groaning and tensing her body and squirmed around on the floor, not from pleasure, but trying to resist Trancing. Though Sara didn't want squirming and tightened her grip around Ginger's waist, pretty much stopping her from moving her hips. Still remaining in control, Ginger felt Sara's lips and tongue leave her, numerous strings of her honey connecting her mouth to Ginger's pussy as she moved her head away smiling. Ginger waited for what Sara was going to do next, desperately trying to resist her Trance, though, after about fifteen solid seconds of nothing but Sara's hands wrapped around her waist. Ginger opened her eyes and lifted her head to see Sara just smiling at her. "I can't take it anymore!" quickly states Ginger before sending her hands downward. Though Ginger's hands were abruptly stopped just short of her aching pussy by Sara's hands. "Let me go!" pleads Ginger desperately as she tries to free her hands. Sara held on strongly though as she looked up at Ginger smiling. It was then that Ginger realized this was the next thing Sara was doing to her. `She's not going to let me Trance.' thinks Ginger, both disappointed and happy. As if able to hear her thoughts, Sara smiles even more, before Ginger's lowers her head back to the floor crying out from the burning need she felt from her pussy. She wanted so badly to touch herself, to give in, her fingers were so close, but Sara prevented it. Ginger's entire body trembled and quaked, pleasure was still going through her, she had already begun Trancing, but couldn't indulge it. Ginger's body squirmed about frantically, Her pussy oozed out her honey at a speedy pace, her trance was passing her by. Ginger didn't want it to! She wanted to shove her fingers deep inside of her drooling pussy and come, come, come, come! The closer toward the end of her trance, the more pleasure flowed through her body, that and the unbelievable raising need to masturbate had caused Ginger to flail around frantically trying to free her hands from Sara's tight hold. Not long after this, Ginger's body quickly stopped it's squirming and went ridged before Ginger cried out again and a wet splat rung through the locker room as a large, `glob' of her honey was ejected from her pussy and hit Sara in the face, who giggles for a moment as Ginger's body quickly went limp and trembled vigorously. Sara then released Ginger's hands, allowing them to slide down to the side of her body while Sara was already on to her next `activity' for Ginger. Sara's moved her hands from around Ginger's waist and used her left hand to spread Ginger's honey-covered, slippery labia to reveal her erect, throbbing clit peeking out of her clitoral hood. Sara wasn't just satisfied with the sensitive nub peeking out though. While keeping her labia spread enough, Sara used her left hands fingers to pull back Ginger's clitoral hood all the way, completely exposing the centimeter long protrusion. Sara then lowers her mouth down, stuck out her tongue and quickly began rapidly flicking her tongue over the highly sensitive and swollen nub. Ginger's reaction to this was immediate, a shriek-like cry, causing her to quickly move her hands up over her mouth as she screamed, her eye's tightly closed as Sara mercilessly assaulted the most sensitive spot on her. It was only seconds into this that Ginger's body quickly stiffened and moaned out into her hands before another `splat' sound rung, as more of her honey was ejected from her pussy. Though Sara's tongue didn't stop, she continued through Ginger's orgasm, who was now crying from the intense pleasure going through her. For nearly five solid minutes, Sara tongued Ginger's clit, bringing her to orgasm, after orgasm, after orgasm, after orgasm. Ginger's nipples were continually oozing out honey now, her entire face and much of her chest had become red, a large pool of her honey had formed under her hips. Ginger was allowed a short break though as Sara stopped her tongue, moving it back into her mouth, though she wasn't done with the clit assault, her tongue was replace with her right index finger and quickly rubbing her finger-tip over the throbbing nub repeatedly and just as, if not, more mercilessly, renewing Ginger's tiring cries of pleasure. This assault continued for close to seven minutes, towards the halfway mark, Ginger had begun to lose feeling in her abused clit, it had become partially numb, but she still felt much pleasure from Sara's actions to it. Though Ginger was now too tired to even moan out loudly from the pleasure. Ginger quickly cringing and tensing up momentarily signaled yet another orgasm, though soon after, she felt a pressure on her abdomen. With nearly zero energy, Ginger lifted her head a little and saw Sara's head resting on her and managed a smile. `It's over...' Ginger thinks, lowering her head back to the floor. A few minutes later, Sara sat up, raising her right had up to her head. "Ohhh, what happe-" she starts, before seeing Ginger's naked body laying out in front of her, sleeping, her body shone with sweat, trails of honey from her nipples and a large pool of it between her legs. "Man, Ginger looks worn out... I don't remimber a single thing I did." END.