Fucking With Jeane

Story by WotanAnubis

TITLE: Fucking with Jeane

AUTHOR: WotanAnubis

FANDOM: No More Heroes

DISCLAIMER: I don't own No More Heroes or any of its characters. No profit is being made.

RATING: NC-17

PAIRING: Shinobu/Jeane/Shinobu

NOTE: Since this is a fic about Jeane, I figured that I shouldn't leave the fourth wall intact. This is my first time playing around with it, so it's probably a good thing I'm doing it in a fandom few people care about.

NOTE THE SECOND: This is a sequel to the non-futa story Fucking With Me. You don't need to have read that one to understand this one, though.

WARNING: Selfcest, multicock

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Jeane stood on top a tall building with no immediately visible means of getting onto the roof with an implausible huge full moon shining brightly behind her. She was waiting. She didn't need to wait long, of course, and soon spotted her target emerging from a nearby building. Jeane made a swan dive off the roof, somersaulted in mid-air, then landed lightly on her feet. Shinobu's visible eye went wide when she saw her dropping down in front of her and took a step back, one hand immediately flying towards the hilt of her sword.

"Hey there," said Jeane.

"What do you want?" the semi-samurai schoolgirl demanded.

"Nothing much," the red-eyed blonde replied. "I just want you teach me how to duplicate myself."

Shinobu suddenly went quiet and her eyes narrowed. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh please," said Jeane. "We both know there are plenty of you walking around the city."

Shinobu appeared to think for a while. "You should ask Death Metal," she said. "He's the one who taught me."

"I would, but unfortunately this is a shameless porn fic. So it's gotta be you," Jeane said.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Shinobu asked.

Jeane shook her head. "Never mind. Your character's not important enough."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing, just a simple statement of fact. So. Made up your mind yet?"

"Why should I teach you anything?"

Jeane smiled. "Because you haven't got much choice. Besides, I'll teach you something in return."

"Yeah? What?"

"I'll show you when we get to your place. Trust me, you'll like it."

Shinobu went quiet as she considered the offer. Jeane supposed she ought to feel nervous about the uncertainty or something, but she found it pretty hard. If Shinobu refused, there wouldn't be a story. And we couldn't have that, could we?

"Fine," Shinobu said. "We'll talk it over at my place."

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Jeane didn't think anything could surprise her, but it turned out that Shinobu's place could. She'd more or less expected it to be filled with the black girl's duplicates. And it was. It's just that the many Shinobus weren't in any way having any kind of sex with each other. One Shinobu sat on the couch, playing some videogame. Another Shinobu sat next to her, reading a book. Sitting on the floor in front of the two was Shinobu, holding the player 2 controller. Four Shinobus sat at the dinner table, doing their homework. She could even glimpse through the door to the kitchen, where she spotted at least two Shinobus preparing a dinner that didn't involve cucumbers or bananas or anything. None of the Shinobus were naked and nobody was kissing anybody else. Heck, there weren't even any flirtatious glances. It was just about possible that some of the studying Shinobus were playing footsies with each other under the table, but that could just as easily have been a trick of the light.

None of this made any sense. It wasn't supposed to be like this!

Much to Jeane's relief another Shinobu came rushing down the stairs towards them. Unlike any of the others, she was almost completely naked, wearing only a pair of lacy black fingerless gloves and a black choker. She silently hurried towards the Shinobu Jeane had come in with, took her sword and rushed away again, probably to go clean it.

"So is that one always playing the submissive maid, or do you girls trade places?"

Shinobu gave her a look. "None of your business."

"I guess not," Jeane admitted. "Unless there's a sequel."

Shinobu chose to ignore that remark, asking instead, "Why do you want to learn to duplicate yourself anyway?"

"Because I know what you're going to do," Jeane replied. "I suppose you could say it's insurance."

"Right," said Shinobu. "And the thing you'll teach me in return?"

"Let's discuss that in private," Jeane replied. "I think your bedroom'd be appropriate."

"Sure," said Shinobu. "Whatever."

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There was already a Shinobu in the bedroom and Jeane couldn't help giving a little relieved sigh. It was bad enough that the Shinobus downstairs weren't having an orgy, but if the bedroom had been used for actual sleeping she probably would've had to start questioning the very nature of reality. Well, the very nature of this reality, anyway.

Fortunately, the room's occupant was blissfully naked, lying on top of the covers, writhin

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