Bible K-ON (closed, futa, N/C, jpop)

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Do you enjoy Light Music? Would you sell your soul to the devil? Does fu-fu-fu mean futa and fun?
If so, join the Light Music Club! We'll be waiting for you! IN THE PITS OF HELL. XD

Yes, that's right. A crossover between the moe blob K-ON and the hentai-futanari-rape-sacrifice-more-futanari Bible Black.
We've added a few other ideas of our own. Enjoy!

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"Kimiko-chan?"

Keiko-Sensei sighed a bit. This was the second time this month Sensei caught her asleep in her music class. At least she did this during breaks and after class. She rolled up the papers in her hand and...

*WHAP*

"Kimiko-san," Keiko started. "Your grades have been very poor. I know you have talent, but there is more to music than singing alone." Keiko paused a bit, with a reluctant frown. "I highly recommend you join the 'Light Music Club' this afternoon," she curtly said. "Here is the location of the club." Keiko-Sensei pushed up her glasses, wrote a note, and gave it to Kimiko.

Class was ending. Kimiko's friends started to gather around her desk, quickly glancing at Keiko-Sensei, as she left the room. "What happened? What did Keiko-Sensei say? I heard something about the Light Music Club?"

After hearing Kimiko's reply, her friend Kouyuu said, "The Light Music Club advised by Keiko-Sensei herself! If you thought she was a strict teacher, who knows what that club is like! I heard the only students to become members were doing very poorly, but gave fantastic performances at the school cultural festival. One of them even became an idol! You're very talented, Kimoko-chan. I know you can do it!"

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Kimiko couldn't believe what was happening. She had basically just been given extra tutorial! Her parents would kill her when they got back from their business trips to the States. She tried to be happy about it though. As her friends had said, it was the students with bad marks who got an invitation, and it was those who gave the best performances at the end of the year..

"Hai! I'm so excited about it!" Kimiko replied, smiling at the friends around her. She flicked back her hair off her face as she studied the note in her hand. She had a growing sense of disappointment in her stomach about being labelled as a failing student, but it turned into a strong resolve to do her best with this opputunity. If she didn't, she'd probably get expelled from the school.

"Minna-chaaan, I'll see all you guys later okay?" Kimiko said to them as she stood up. They all wished her good luck, Kouyuu even hugging her. As she left the room, Kimiko looked at the note for the room's location. It wasn't faraway. It was in the old music corridor.

Five minutes later, Kimiko was in front of the door the instructions told her to go to. With only a little hesitance showing, she knocked on the door..

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There was no response from the other side of the door. Only a curious echo. The old music hall seemed forlorn, almost old and deserted. Opening the door yielded a curious flight of steps downwards, to a part of the school perhaps almost never tread by student or rumor. Down, down, the flight of steps to yet another corridor, this one untouched by the light from above, replacing bland beige paint with grey stony concrete. The light was supplied by dim bulbs, and cold pipes ran against the walls.

Yet a mysterious dulcet awaited her at the end of the corridor. Audible was the most magnificent voice one would hear in the school. Yet it could only be heard by selected ears alone. "Ah, you made it," she smiled, the lips of Keiko-Sensei beaming. She wore a curious almost formless dress, more of a cloak with a hood than anything else. In the shadows, it was hard to distinguish. She was surrounded by glowing candles, flickering in the sullen darkness. "I hoped you would come. You are a good student." Keiko-Sensei then pointed to a crack in the wall, more of a hole. "Do you see it?" she said. Something there began to glow, as if sensing Kimiko. "There is a book. Will you get it for me? We must have it before we begin." Keiko-Sensei began to sing again, a song only Kimiko could hear alone.

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No one had answered the door, so Kimi had no choice but to open it herself and hope she wouldn't get in trouble for it. When the door slowly creaked open at her slight touch, she felt even more curious at the sight of a small flight of stairs, looking abandoned and slightly older than the rest of the school, leading downwards to the lower depths. Kimiko didn't even know the school had a basement. With nervousness starting to affect her, she closed the door behind her, making her way down the stairs. It got colder as she went down and a shiver ran through her body, and she wrapped one arm around herself as she peered round the corridor corner at the end of the stairs. It was like there was no well-lit building above them; it was dimly lit, thin cracks running along the unpainted floors and ceiling, unhidden pipes clinging to the walls like over-large insects. She shivered again; this time not because of the cold..

Then suddenly, she heard a beautiful singing. Entranced, Kimiko followed it until she started to see her new tutor, Keiko-sensei. She was wearing something very different from earlier; her smart clothes had gone to be replaced by a dark shapeless dress, and she was surrounded by flickering candles that cast dark shadows on the walls. She smiled at Kimi as she approached, beckoning her closer. As she greeted her, Kimi felt a little more at ease. Her tutor was here and was happy. It was all okay.

"Do you see it?" Keiko-sensei said to Kimi when she was close enough. She pointed to a larger crack in the wall, where as soon as Kimi looked, a soft glowing appeared...

"There is a book. Will you get it for me? We must have it before we begin."

Kimiko looked at her; but Keiko-sensei only started to sing again. Gulping back her growing fear, Kimi felt into the dark crack, her hands clutching at the book she had to get. Grabbing it, she sighed in relief as she held it out to Keiko-sensei.

"Sensei, I got it for you!" she said.

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"Sensei, I got it for you!" she said.

"Thank you so much," replied sensei. But it was not in the dulcet voice of the woman who had sung earlier. This reply was drawn from a crackle, a dried throat dead from the ages. Sensei's eyes dried up, dessicated sockets hinting of a time long past. Her mouth curled up, into a catlike death's grin.

Or did it? The candles flickered again, to show the beautiful teacher in a free-flowing dress. It was made of simple cloth, and she gently stroked the young girl's face. "Thank you so much for retrieving the book," she said, her voice as normal as could be. "It is dangerous enough to touch the pages, but the book itself..." Keiko-sensei cruelly smiled.

The covers of the book began to drip. A horrible reddish fluid slowly wound its way down Kimiko's hands and wrists, painfully binding them to the book. Twisting tendrils, they clutched like bony fingers, forcing themselves down Kimiko's arms to her shoulders, raising them upwards. They dripped down her back, inscribing painful sigils down her flesh.

"If you kneel and hold the book above your head, it will be less painful," Keiko-sensei smiled. From whence the candles were set, the floor lit with inscribed runes, circles as carefully enscribed as the tendrils holding her arms were twisted.

"Fu-fu-fu-fu-fuu..." Keiko-sensei laughed. "So you wish to sing as well as I? You wish to become some sort of idol, perhaps? Foolish child." The book opened for Keiko, and she began to chant. A hideous light poured from the book, radiating throughout the room and her body. "Do you feel it, Kimiko?" Keiko-sensei asked. "It wants to taste your flesh. It wants to feel your body from within." Keiko-sensei stood in front of the pinned Kimiko, a restless stirring just emerging from underneath Keiko's dress. She slowly undid her dress, the front parting enough to show her breasts, stomach, then sex. From her patch had emerged something that was not part of a woman. "Yes, Kimiko. This is how we shall be within you." The penis in front of Kimiko slowly bobbed, growing stiffer and thicker in the light of the room. "Suck it, Kimiko. Take us within you. You shall be our pleasure."