Content Warnings specific to this chapter: mild medical kink, sex 
involving an ill person, straight loli-on-shota action, no futa.

Author's notes: I hope this chapter doesn't start a fight between 
Hazuki/Masaru and Masaru/Shiori fans, especially since I've had this 
chapter planned since before I brought Hazuki/Masaru into the story and 
already have a resolution to this love triangle planned.

Futanari Outbreak by Imouto Kitten

Chapter 22: The Quiet Boy and The Ill Girl

Masaru Yada sat quietly in one of the guest chairs in the hospital room of 
Shiori Nakayama. Neither preteen spoke, merely enjoying each other's 
presence in companionable silence.

After quite some time, Shiori, squirming as she sits up in bed, calls out, 
"Ma-Masaru-kun."

Cracking an eye to glance at his childhood friend, Masaru replies, "Yes, 
Nakayama?"

Blushing profusely, the brunette speaks barely above a whisper, Masaru 
hearing her thanks only to the otherwise dead quiet of the room, "I...I 
need to...I need to pee. I've been holding it for a while, and I don't 
want to use my bed pan because then I'd have to call a nurse to clean it 
and Masaru-kun would have to leave..." Masaru quiets her rambling with a 
finger to her lips, having crossed the distance between them while she was 
talking.

"Would you like me to help you to the bathrroom?" Asks the boy.

Her blush deepening, she can only nod as she pushes her sheets off of her 
lap and legs. Without another word from either of them, Masaru helps 
Shiori turn so her legs are dangling off the side of the bed. As he hugs 
her to his chest, she wraps her legs around his waist, one of her arms 
returning the hug while her other reaches out to grip the pole holding her 
IV. Despite him wearing a thick shirt and her wearing one of her own night 
gowns her parents brought from home instead of one of the flimsy gowns 
provided by the hospital, Masaru can feel both her heart and her piddle 
pot pounding against him, the two hollow, muscular organs pulsing in time 
with one another.

Lifting her off the bed, Masaru starts towards the hospital room's en 
suite, moving carefully to avoid knocking over her IV pole or accidentally 
ripping the line from her arm.

Reaching the toilet, Masaru gently sits Shiori upon the seat, both 
preteens grateful that there's no panties in need of removal as the sound 
of her tinkle streaming into the bowl fills the small bathroom.

As Shiori sighs in relief, her eyes fluttering close, Masaru can't help 
glancing down to the source of the melody echoing off the walls. All 
Masaru can see of his childhood friend's privates is a brief glimpse of 
pale thigh that would normally be concealed by her bed coverings or her 
skirt on the rare days she's well enough to attend school, but even that, 
coupled with the slightly yellow stream he can see between them is enough 
to make Masaru grow semi-erect. Blushing to match Shiori and glad for his 
baggy pants, Masaru averts his gaze and tries to tune out the sounds of 
his friend peeing, going as far as to turn his back to her.

As the sound of water hitting water fades to a trickle and then halts 
altogether, Shiori's voice, again in a near whisper reaches Masaru's ears, 
"Masaru-kun, we have another problem." As the boy turns to look at his 
childhood friend, the girl, her face scarlett and too embarrassed to 
speak, gestures with her head and unemcumbered arm towards the arm with 
her IV. Following her gestures, Masaru notices that her IV is on the same 
side as the toilet paper dispenser.

Realizing the problem, Masaru's face turns scarlett as well as he asks, 
"You...You want me to...to..." the boy unable to finish the question and 
the girl only able to nod to the incomplete question.

Tearing off a few sheets of toilet paper, Masaru reaches under the hem of 
Shiori's night gown, careful to not push it up in order to preserve her 
modesty as he wipes her girlhood dry, trying to ignore the way she shivers 
at his touch and the soft, nearly inaudible moans that reach his ears from 
her lips.

As he drops the last square of tissue into the bowl, Masaru announces, 
"I'm done." but before he can extract his arm from between her legs, she 
closes her thighs and grabs his forearm with both hands to try and hold 
him in place.

Her grip is rather feeble, but the fear of hurting her if he tries to 
break free has the boy frozen in place as Shiori begs, "Please, 
Masaru-kun. "Please touch me... please touch me more... down there."

The pleading look in Shiori's eyes is more than the boy can stand, and he 
lets his fingers wander back to her femininity. As he resumes his caresses 
of her nether lips, this time without toilet tissue insulating the silky 
skin of her most precious place from the rougher skin of his fingertips, 
her shivers and moans are more pronounced, harder for the boy to ignore. 
The knowledge that something so simple is giving her so much pleasure 
causes Masaru to grow fully erect, and despite his baggy pants, he's soon 
sporting a tent Shiori can't help noticing.

Releasing her grip on his forearm, the girl places the palm of the hand 
not connected to her IV upon the bulge in his pants as she asks, "Is 
Masaru-kun getting excited too?" Before he can answer, Shiori has unzipped 
his pants and freed his member. "Wow! It's much bigger than I imagined!" 
as she starts stroking the boy. If he was able to think clearly at the 
moment, Masaru might have realised that his cock was at least twice the 
length and girth it was when he took Hazuki's virginity the other day, but 
with another girl, every bit as cute and charming as Hazuki playing with 
him, all he can do is continue playing with her girlhood.

Eventually having his fingers dance across her most precious place isn't 
enough for the girl and she pulls up the hem of her gown as she scoots her 
butt to the front of the toilet seat, continueing to stroke him as she 
declares, "I want this inside me!"

Reclining as much as possible upon the toilet seat, Shiori reaches down 
with both hands to part her labia as she begs, "Please Masaru-kun...Please 
stuff my hole with that magnificent man meat!"

Masaru is torn. On the one hand, he doesn't want to take advantage of 
Shiori with her being in such a vulnerable state, nor does he want to 
cheat on Hazuki. However, the look of desire in Shiori's eyes, a look that 
threatens tears if he refuses is nearly heartbraking, and if he's honest 
with himself, his throbbing manhood wants to be buried in her feminine 
flesh as much as she wants to be wrapped around him.

Interleaving his fingers behind her head to prevent her from smashing her 
skull against the toilet's tank and lining his tip up with her opening, 
Masaru asks, "Are you sure?"

"Yes! I want to be one with Masaru-kun!" cries the girl, trying to wrap 
her legs around his waist and force him inside herself, though she lacks 
the strength to pull such a manuever off.

Giving into her demands, Masaru pushes forward, half-expecting a scream of 
pain like when he took Hazuki's virginity, but his precum, now altered by 
the infection, painlessly dissolves Shiori's hymen and her only reaction 
is one of pleasure as her insides are stretched in all kinds of wonderful 
ways as he fills her beyond her wildest dreams.

Wrapping her legs around his waist and cupping his cheeks, she cries out, 
"So big! Your thing is so big! It's filling me up so good!" before pulling 
him in close for a kiss. As the two do the tongue tango, Masaru starts 
thrusting in and out of Shiori's passage, the two swallowing each other's 
moans.

Whether its the thrill of possibly getting caught by a nurse doing their 
routine rounds or Shiori recieving another visitor or just how much 
tighter Shiori feels given his enhanced girth, Masaru feels himself 
approaching the edge very quickly as he breaks the kiss and announces, 
"Shiori-chan, I'm gonna cum!"

"Do it Masaru-kun!" cries the girl in reply, "Shoot it all deep inside 
me!" and as if his member was just awaiting her permisssion, he cums right 
then and there, flooding her young womb and sending her over the edge as 
well, her pussy milking him for all he's worth.

When Shiori finally catches her breath, she comments, "That was amazing!"

"It sure was," replies Masaru, "but we should probably get you back into 
your bed before someone discovers us."

With that, He pulls out and does his best to wipe away the remnants of 
their releases from her girlhood before carrying her back to her bed.

As soon as Masaru lays Shiori back in her hospital bed, the exertion of 
losing her virginity catches up with Shiori, the girl falling asleep as 
soon as her head hits the pillow. After assuring himself that she's 
breathing easily and that her pulse is steady, the boy decides to leave 
early to let her rest, neither of them aware that he passed a magical 
infection to her, or how its currently repairing the damage her illness 
has done to her body in preparation for her coming transformation.