Kaichou was always so busy. If it wasn’t student council work, it was training. If it wasn’t training, it was helping other students. She hardly even had time to praise me anymore.
I think I was starting to get withdrawals.
In the end, there was only one solution. Even if I wasn’t a member of the student council, even if I had my own stuff to take care of, I wanted to help her as much as possible! That way she could finish up sooner, and maybe, finally take a break. The fact that she’d be happy with me for helping her was definitely a bonus too.
Every day, whenever I had a chance, I’d show up at the student council room and help her with whatever she needed, and every day, she’d shower me with praise. It was the perfect feedback loop. I was Kaichou’s little helper, and that made me more happy than anything. I felt closer to her than I ever had before, and spending time with her did great things for my mood too! I started running faster, winning by bigger and bigger margins in my races. If this kept up, then one day I’d definitely be able to run against her and win!
On one particular day, I arrived at the student council room, the same as always. And there was Kaichou, the same as always. Air Groove was out doing who knows what. The two of us were alone. I scampered into the room, excited to help with whatever needed doing. I almost didn’t notice the glint she had in her eyes.
“Good afternoon, Teio.” She was sitting at her desk, smiling as she looked at me. Her voice was calm and measured, confident and strong as always. “You’ve been working awfully hard lately, haven’t you?”
“Only because I want to help you, Kaichou. If you were willing to rest every now and then, I wouldn’t need to work so hard either.” As much as I looked up to her, sometimes I worried about her too.
“So I’ve noticed.” There was still that strange look in her eyes. “In that case, you’ll be quite happy to learn that I have absolutely no responsibilities for the next two hours.”
“I just really think you push yourse- wait, what?”
I must’ve misheard her, right? My brain couldn’t process what she’d just said. She had no responsibilities?? No obligations???? She was taking a break?!?!? I was happy to hear it, ecstatic even, but I just couldn’t wrap my head around the idea.
“For the next two hours, I intend to engage in some minor stress relief. With all your help lately, I can afford that much.” I think I was just standing there, still dumbstruck. “As you well know, my goal has long been to stand as an ideal for all uma musume to strive for. To be a guiding light that can push them to achieve greatness, in whatever form that takes. I hope to encourage all uma musume to be the very best they can be.”
She stood up from her chair, circling around the desk towards me.
“To that end. I cannot show weakness. I cannot show vulnerability. I cannot be anything less than perfect. The only individuals who have witnessed anything but are my trainer, Air Groove, and you, Teio.” She kept walking, past me to the door. She locked it. “Fully against my will, you have seen me struggle, and yet still you place your faith in me. Still you strive for greatness and dream of surpassing me, and as I have struggled, you… heh… you stepped up, and you did everything you could to help.”
Did she just… even with the bad joke, there was a tension in the room. I felt a sort of pressure from her like I’ve never felt before. She was looking at me in a way I’d never seen her look at anyone. I was nervous.
“For the next two hours, Teio, I have no obligations, and so… I would like to ask you to help me spend that time. I would like for you to join me in some much needed stress relief. I expect we both need it.” She had returned from the door now, and she was stalking towards me. That was the only way I could describe it. Stalking, like a predator creeping towards its prey. I felt warm and tingly and nervous. I squeezed my thighs together without thinking, and her eyes shot to my legs for just a moment, that look in her eyes growing sharper. I backed away, she followed, I bumped into the desk behind me. “You’re a smart girl, Teio. You know what I’m talking about. You’re more than welcome to say no, but… if you don’t, we have the room to ourselves.”
I did. I did know.
I figured it out a while ago.
Or at least, some part of me did, if the state of my panties was anything to go off of.
She came closer.
And closer.
And closer.
She pressed up against me. Something big and warm and hard was brushing against my thighs. I probably would’ve seen it tenting her skirt if I’d been able to take my eyes off her face. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t breathe. All the praise. All the headpats. All the acknowledgement. None of it meant anything compared to this. Compared to what I’d wanted the whole time. How long had she known I felt this way? How long had she felt the same?
She leaned in close, close enough that her breath tickled my ear, and I couldn’t stop it from twitching slightly.
“This is my way of thanking you, Teio.”
With one hand she ripped my panties off.
“My.”
She lifted me onto the desk, and spread my legs wide.
“Little.”
Her skirt was gone. When did she take it off? Her… her uhm… it was as thick as my forearm… and she was lining it up.
After my win at the Arima, both of us worked harder than ever to claw our way back to top form. It wasn't easy, not for either of us. The pain never really went away, and there were days where it was hard even to walk, but we both kept pushing, we kept trying, and today, finally, she was racing again.
We went out for shaved ice a couple hours before the race. Honey lemon flavor, obviously, and then it was time for a rapid onslaught of interviews and prep work and warm ups, and then... she won.
Her return race, a long distance G2, she won. It wasn't even close. She was back.
Of course, that meant more interviews and photo shoots and a winning concert. I didn't have the chance to see her again until much later, after it was all over. I was waiting for her in the dressing room backstage, and the moment the door swung open and she stepped inside, I wrapped my arms tight around her waist and pulled her in close, kissing her long and deep.
She was shaking, and her cheeks were flush with color. She couldn't even look me in the eyes. I don't think either of us were this nervous since we first started dating. Guess the race had her really amped up, huh.
"T-Teio, you... I didn't know you were going to be here."
Oh, she was really nervous, wasn't she?
"Of course! It's your big day, I wanted to see you as soon as I could!" I gave her a little boop on the nose, and she almost flinched. Hmm... "Mcqueen... are you doing ok?"
"W-what? I'm fine!" She said, much too quickly. "Whatever gave you the idea that I'm not?"
"Well, I mean the shaking and the no eye contact and the stuttering... should I go on? You know you can tell me things, right? Is your leg hurting? Are you worried you might've pushed too hard today?"
"No! No. It's not my leg. It's doing quite well today, actually. It's just... I'm sorry, I think I should go for just a moment. I'll be right back." She pulled away, reaching to open the door.
Nuh uh.
Not a chance.
We were girlfriends, and I wasn't going to let her go bury whatever she was feeling. I reached out and grabbed her hand.
"Mcqueen!" She let out a little eep noise. "Whatever this is, we can talk about it, ok? You don't need to worry about your reputation or the family name with me, you know that, right?"
"T-Teio, it's not- I- that's not-! Oh... oh n-no..." She blushed bright red, staring straight at the ground. My eyes followed, and that's when I noticed. Her legs were wet, rivulets of water were running down her legs from under her skirt, droplets were beginning to fall to the floor, and her breathing was starting to hitch. She was crying. "Teioooooo..."
She was so pretty, and so talented, and so dumb sometimes.
"Mcqueen... you could've just said you had to pee."
"But... but that's..."
"Everybody does it. It wouldn't tarnish the Mejiro name for you to ask for a bathroom break." I rolled my eyes. "How long have you been holding it in for?"
"I... it was... I can't..." She hadn't stopped peeing. Guess I should probably deal with that first.
"Mcqueen, you should've asked to go to the bathroom. Needing to pee doesn't hurt your reputation, but wetting yourself might've. Thankfully, it's just me in here, and I still think you're cute, so no worries. You just stay right here, and I'll take care of everything."
With that, I scampered out of the dressing room and ran to a nearby janitor's closet. I pilfered some cleaning supplies, and then I came running back. By the time I got there, Mcqueen had stopped peeing, but she was now just standing there awkwardly in the puddle, she hardly seemed aware.
I set the cleaning supplies aside and walked back over to her. I took her hand in mine and gently led her to the other side of the room.
"Mcqueen, we need to get your concert outfit off, ok? It'll all need to be washed, and you need to get cleaned up anyway. Do you want my help?"
"Teio... how can you..?" She seemed to reconsider whatever she was about to ask, and instead she just gave me a little nod.
"Ok."
I knelt down in front of her, untying her boots and gently pulling them off. Then came her socks, and her skirt and panties. The top half we could deal with later, right now I just wanted to get her out of the wet stuff.
"Mcqueen, I know I've touched you down there before, plenty of times, but this is a little different. Are you ok with me cleaning you up a bit?"
Another shaky little nod.
Good enough.
I grabbed a roll of paper towel and ripped off a few sheets. I began gently wiping her down, starting at her calves, then moving up to her thighs, then as carefully as I could, I wiped between her legs. She'd stopped crying now, but she was brushing even more than before, if that was even possible.
Cute.
I continued to wipe away, drying her off entirely.
"Mcqueen. This doesn't change what I think about you, ok? Things happen. Maybe we shouldn't have had that shaved ice this morning, but what's done is done. I still think you're beautiful. I still think you're amazing. I still think you're someone I look up to and admire. This moment is nothing but a cute little surprise, ok? I can mop up the floor before we go, we can throw away these paper towels, and we can put those clothes in the wash. Nobody will ever know. So stop worrying so much, ok?"
To emphasize my point, I took advantage of my position, moving in close, pushing my head between her legs, and planting a kiss right on her clit.
"Teio!" There's my Mcqueen. No more tears. She gave me a playful little smack to the head.
"Later?"
"Yes, later. When we're back at the dorms, and I've had a shower, and there isn't a puddle of... of urine in the doorway."
"Ha." I gave her one last peck between the legs before standing, tossing her a cheeky wink as I turned towards the bucket and mop I'd taken. "Maybe we should do this again though. You got so blushy and cute after. Just something to think about."
"Teio!"
I laughed as I started to mop up the puddle. It was so improper, of course she'd react like that. Of course, I knew that in private, with me, the things she actually wanted would win in the end.
I'd it about two weeks before she'd "accidentally" wet the bed.
Who am I kidding, she'd be lucky to make it through one.
A featureless room with a camera and a speaker in the corner. The red recording light blinking down at me.
Not far away, someone else stirred. Symboli Rudolf was slowly beginning to wake up.
"What the..." She sat up and rubbed her eyes, apparently just as confused as I was. She was wearing loose pants and a tank top that rode up just a little as she moved, giving me a glimpse at her WHY AM I FOCUSING ON THAT RIGHT NOW.
Suddenly, there was a crackle over the speaker, and a voice rang out. A very familiar voice.
"Ah, finally! It seems that both test subjects are awake! I was beginning to wonder if I ought to come in and check on you." Agnes Tachyon. The two of didn't talk much, but from what I knew about her, I guess this wasn't so surprising. "Symboli Rudolf-kun, Tokai Teio-kun, the experiment begins now."
When she said that, I sort of expected something to happen, but instead the speaker shut off, and that was that. Kaichou and I were left alone, with nothing but each other and the blinking red light on the camera to keep us company.
What could she want from us? She'd never paid either of us that much attention before. I knew she'd done some questionable things before, but always to Scarlet or Cafe or Pokke. ESPECIALLY Pokke. What was the point of locking us in a room? What was she hoping to achieve?!?
"Teio!" Kaichou's voice cut through my thoughts. "Breathe."
I realized I'd been hyperventilating, panicking as I tried to figure out what was going on. I took a deep, shuddering breath in.
"Good. Now breathe out." I did as she asked, breathing slowly, in and out. Slowly, I started to calm down. I was still stressed and scared and my leg was feeling pretty sore today, but at least I wasn't alone. Kaichou had me. It'd be alright. At some point she'd come over and sat down next to me on the floor, wrapping her arms around me and pulling me close, gently running her fingers through my hair, past my ears. It felt... nice. "You're ok, Teio. It's ok. Just keep breathing for me. We'll figure this out."
Of course, that was easier said than done. How were we supposed to know what was being tested? I guess, given enough time, we could probably kick down the door, but we couldn't know that for sure. And even if we did manage it, how could we be sure Tachyon wouldn't just do something like this again in the future?
I was starting to panic again, but I cut those thoughts off and took another deep, steadying breath. That didn't matter right now. What mattered was the here and now. We could do this. Together.
As I began to truly calm down, I leaned into Kaichou's arms, letting her touch ground me. As I did, a hidden panel on the wall suddenly slid open, revealing a screen. The screen flashed for just a second, a bright green light.
Where the heck did Tachy get the budget for this?
I felt Kaichou jolt slightly with surprise, and on impulse, I reached behind me and patter her leg, trying to comfort her like she'd comforted me.
The screen flashed green again.
Did that mean...
Was that supposed to be a sign that we were doing something right? We were just comforting each other, and in this situation, why wouldn't we be? There's no way this was all Tachyon wanted, and yet...
"U-uhm, Tachyon-san, this seems... sorta elaborate." I wasn't really expecting her to answer, but I had to ask. "What kind of data are you even hoping for here?"
There was no response.
Kaichou and I stayed there, sitting together on the floor. She kept idly running her fingers through my hair, I stayed close to her, leaning back against her strong frame.
Eventually the screen stopped flashing green.
We sat in silence.
It flashed red.
"So what the heck do you want from us??" I tried, and failed, to keep the whine out of my voice. It just flashed red again. "Kaichou..."
I craned my neck up to look at her behind me, seeking comfort once again. In the corner of my eyes I saw the screen flash red again. It felt brighter, more piercing this time.
Rudolf tried to help me keep calm, and the two of us tried everything we could think of to make the screen turn green again, but it just flashed red, the color getting brighter, the screen flashing longer. The claustrophobia of the space was getting to us, and the complete lack of clarity on what we were supposed to do just kept getting more and more frustrating.
"Tachyon, that is enough! I've humored your little experiments for too long! Your concoctions were always odd, but largely harmless, this, however... this is a step too far!" Kaichou's voice was loud and angry and almost raspy. She sounded a lot more stressed about this than I realized. "Forced confinement like this is not only incredibly illegal, but clearly distressing to Teio! I will not allow you to treat my-! You... You can't treat her like this!"
The light stopped flashing red, but there was no green either.
"Kaichou... can you please stop yelling. It's not... it won't help." I twisted in her arms to face her, sitting awkwardly in her lap. Her eyes met mine with a level of concern and care I'd never seen before. "It's like you said, we'll figure this out."
Green.
"The light's flashed green three times, and it stopped flashing read when you said what you said... we just need to figure out what those things have in common."
Green.
"Four then... There was the time I leaned against you, again when I patted your leg, and twice just now when I-" I had a sudden realization. It was me. The light flashed green whenever I took an active role in comforting Kaichou. "Tachyon... can you flash the light green if I make a good guess about the... experiment or whatever this is?"
Green.
"You wanted me to comfort Kaichou, right?"
Green.
"But you haven't let us go, so there's gotta be more to it, right?"
Green again.
"Is there a reason you stopped with the red light when Kaichou said not to treat me like that?" Green. "And is there a reason you didn't flash green then?"
There was one more green flash.
"Kaichou... what were you about to call me?"
I'd been so distracted trying to puzzle out the solution, that I hadn't noticed that Kaichou wasn't looking at me anymore. She was staring directly at the floor, and she was blushing. There was a theory starting to build in my mind. I still had no clue why Tachyon would care about this, but it was the only idea I had.
"I think you need to tell me if we want to get out."
She mumbled something under her breath, my ears twitched, but I couldn't quite catch it.
"Kaichou..."
"Daughter..."
"E-eh?"
"I was going to call you... I was... you know, you've been hanging around me for a while now, and I've felt exceptionally proud to see you grow and succeed and overcome everything in your way. Apparently, part of me sees you like a daughter."
The light turned green and it stayed that way.
Hmph.
So that's how it was.
Part of me was happy. I wanted to be close to her, and I really did see her as my biggest role model, but even still, another part of me felt almost devastated. Part of me wanted something... not something more, but something different. Sitting here, like this, in her lap, her lips so close to mine.
I could even feel what was beneath those pajamas she was wearing.
I stood up, turning away from her, walking to the other side of the room. I wanted to reciprocate her feelings. I wanted to so bad, but how could I? Those other thoughts, those other feelings, they weren't the kind a daughter should have. If I was her daughter, if we saw our relationship that way, then we could never have anything else. To me, it was almost better to stew in unfulfilled yearning. At least then, the possibility would still be there.
"Teio..." The light had gone a deep red without me noticing. It could only mean one thing. Tachyon had figured out at least part of the feelings we'd been burying. She knew that Kaichou saw me as a daughter, and she knew that I admired her in a way that was deeper than just as her kouhai. She locked us in here to force us to be honest. For... some reason. "Teio, look at me."
Her voice was cracking. My rejection was hurting her. I didn't want that. I hated it more than anything in the world, but how was I supposed to turn around. How was I supposed to face her when what I wanted was impossible? When it would ruin everything? The relationship we had, her reputation, my dignity, it would all go up in smoke if I took what I wanted.
I wanted to be her daughter.
And I wanted...
I really wanted...
Goddesses I wanted her inside me so so so so bad.
I needed to get out of this room.
There was only one way out.
Why was there only one way out...
"Kaichou..." I turned to look at her. I can only imagine what kind of expression I had, what emotions had to be painted across my face. "I need you to promise you'll forget everything I'm about to say to you once we're out of here."
"Teio, that's- I'm certain that whatever you have to say, whatever feelings you're processing right now. It's not going to drive me away."
She was wrong and I knew it, but oh well.
"I think I see you the same way, like a mother..." She smiled. She probably thought that was all. It really, really wasn't. "But I also see you as someone I want to beat. Someone I want to topple. To overcome."
"I know, Teio, and that's fi-"
"Not just on the racecourse. I want... Kaichou, when I was sitting on your lap before, I wanted to kiss you. I wanted to pin you to the ground, and kiss you, and rip off that top, and, and then I wanted to start biting and kissing and licking and pulling your pants down and then... and then..."
I had lost myself in the fantasy, and as I spoke, I saw something happen. Kaichou was blushing again, her eyes were shining with some emotion I couldn't place, and looking down I could see.
Maybe it wasn't so hopeless after all.
The light turned green. The speaker crackled to life.
"Congratulations, my dear guinea pigs! This test was an exercise in honesty. I hope to see if relief from the feelings you've kept buried might improve your overall emotional state and improve your running in the future, the door is now unlocked, and you are free to go!"
Was someone saying something right now?
Maybe.
Kaichou's pants... did she wear any panties when she went to sleep? It didn't look like it. It'd be hard to tent her pajamas like that if she did, right?
I start walking back towards her, eyes laser focused on her crotch. Nothing else mattered. I couldn't think. Couldn't care. Kaichou was horny. She was horny for me. I did that. I made her feel that. With nothing but words.
"T-Teio..." She sounded kinda worried. Didn't know why. Tachyon was recording this, sure, but she wasn't the type to blackmail people without reason, right? Besides, even if Kaichou was older than me, even if she'd first met me when I was just a kid, it was fine now, right? We were both mature umas. "Teio, did you hear that? We can go."
Hmm...
Was that so?
Then why hadn't she left?
After she heard what I said, why hadn't she left? Why didn't she run away?
"Kaichou... M-Mommy..." Even with how stupid and horny I was feeling, that still felt like a lot to say. "If you don't want this, leave."
Her breath hitched. She stammered something, but I couldn't understand it.
"Mommy... if you don't want this, don't kneel."
I don't know where that came from. I don't know where I got that confidence, but it did something to her. Her legs crumpled beneath her, and she dropped to her knees.
I finished my slow walk over to her, put my hands on her shoulders, and pushed her back into a sitting position. Before I could second guess myself, I plopped down into her lap.
I could feel her beneath me, long and hard and perfect and everything I dreamed she would be. I gave an experimental little wiggle, and I could feel her twitch. She gasped sharply before she groaned out my name.
"Teio... this isn't... we shouldn't be doing this."
"Tell me to stop."
"Fffuck."
"Only if you want me to, Mommy."
I was drunk.
I mean, I'd never actually been drunk before, but this has to be what it was like. I felt powerful. Kaichou was so... pathetic beneath me. All it took was a little bit of teasing, and she was like putty. Could I have done this the whole time? I'd always wanted to. Was I the only thing holding myself back?
I leaned in and kissed her. It was sloppy and desperate, and for just a moment, it looked like she wasn't going to kiss back.
Then she grabbed me by the hair and pulled hard, her other hand slipping behind my back as she pressed our whole bodies together, as tight as she could. Her tongue forced its way past my lips. It was overwhelming. It was way way way way wayyyy too much. I'd kissed Mcqueen before, sure, but she'd been just as new to it as me. With Kaichou, with Mommy, she had years of experience and something way more pent up and desperate.
It was amazing.
I wanted to just let her take me.
I knew she wouldn't though.
At some point she'd get scared and back out. She was only brave enough to go this far because I'd been the one to start things. I had to keep going.
My hand slipped under her tank top, running up her abs before cupping her chest. I squeezed and pinched and twisted. There was no control, no finesse, I didn't have any idea what I was doing. I just needed to get her more riled up, more desperate, more forceful.
It worked.
Before I knew it, she'd pushed me off of her, tore off my panties, and had her beautiful perfect amazing cock lined up to my pussy, the tip leaking precum like a faucet. She was right there. She was RIGHT THERE. A flicker of doubt and fear flashed across her face.
"Mommy..." I sounded pathetic. Weak. Vulnerable. Needy. It was exactly what she needed. "Mommy please... please I need this."
Her fist clenched, her face got all scrunched up as she tried to work up the courage for what she was about to do.
"Tachyon!!" She shouted, she sounded feral. "You tell nobody about this, and I promise I'll keep quiet about the kidnapping, got it?!?"
There was no reply, but the recording light on the camera stopped blinking. Good enough, I guess. She looked back at me.
"You horny, manipulative little shit of a filly. My impulsive, stupid, talented daughter. Congrats. You win. Now take your fucking prize."
She wasn't slow or careful or gentle. She was pent up and angry and probably a little scared. She didn't have the energy to worry about me. One second there was nothing, and the next she'd pounded into me, stretching me as far as I could take.
It hurt. It really hurt, but at the same time, it was everything I'd been waiting for, from the moment I was accepted into Tracen. Every night, I'd dreamed of this. It hurt. I think I might've started crying. I was so so happy.
"I'm gonna start really moving now, Teio. I'm not gonna stop till I cum. You're gonna take it for me, right?"
Even with the pain and the tears, this was everything. I nodded.
"Y-yes Mommy."
"That's my good girl."
Slowly she pulled back, most of her length leaving my body, then she slammed into me again.
