Subject: [FANFIC] No It's Not Another Lemon
From: Robert Pattillo
Date: 2/15/1997, 8:19 AM
To: fanfic@fanfic.com
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rpattill@ix.netcom.com

Sorry guys, it's NOT another Lemon but it's a relatively decent
story.  Enjoy, and for God's sake, send an author some C&C evey now and
then ;)
             Ecchi Muyo Or No Need for Perverts 
                   Part 1
 
     The dark figure watched the girl from the window.  She was young,
and was totally unsuspecting of the horror that awaited her.  In the
casual way of one with no true fears, the next mid-term exam not
withstanding, she prepared for bed.
 
     "Poor, poor girl!" chuckled the dark figure, with no trace of
mercy, as he rose a hand to the window.
 
     The glass shattered into hundreds of shimmering fragments as the
young woman screamed in fright and surprise.  A figure calmly walked
into the room, ducking under the few remaining pieces of glass.  With an
evil grin he turned to the helpless young woman.  After surveying the
room, he slowly held up his hand and began to focus his chi.

     "Founding School of Anything Goes Martial Arts Hentia Attack...
Panty Vacum!"  The chi enery swirled into a tight sphere above his hands
and turned dark, crackling with blue and black energy.  With a yell, he
slammed the ball of power onto the ground.   It exploded into hundreds
of black tendrils(TENDRILS...not tentacles...I told you, this isn't a
Lemon).
     
     The tendrils covered the room and some simply seemed to vanish. 
Those that hadn't had landed on either the young girls chest... of
drawers, or on the girl herself.  Then, the energy seemed to resurge and
the explosion began to work itself backwards, imploding.  When the
attack was over, the sphere was gone and in it's place was a small pile
of panties.

     The girl was to shocked to speak.  Then something, or the lack
there of, tugged at her mind.  Trembling, she looked under her covers,
and gasped her Sailor Moon panties were gone!
 
     The assailant chuckled evily, as he rubbed the pink underwear
against his face.  Even the picture of Usagi on the back of the female
unmetionables seemed to be revolted.
     
     "Arigato!" the young man said, stepping into the glow of the
Totorro Nite Light.  His cold eyes of blue and long black hair made him
seem cast from some strange Bioushen mold, as though someones Shojo
character had escaped thier world of cherry blossoms and men who looked
like women.  Then, with a smile on his lips and a small puddle of drool
on his face, he picked up his ill gotten botty and leaped through the
window...almost.  His foot having caught on the window sill, he plumeted
to the ground, looking like some suicidal stock brockure who had put too
much capital into the UnderRoo's company.
 
     Flailing desperatly, the CLAMP refugee managed to force one pair of
panties ahead of him to lighten his fall.  With a silky crunch, he
landed.

     The girl took this moment to scream with all her might...
"Eeeeeeeeccccccccchhhhhhhiiiiiii!!!"

     Elsewher, a dimuitive figure was sleeping soundlessly, give are
take a few "Hotcha momma's!", on a pile of lingerie.  He awoke suddenly
and looked around, fiercly protecting his hoard like some minature
Hentai dragon.  Then, the girl's scream echoed softly from somewhere far
to the south.

     Lighting his pipe, Happosai settled in to his master posture. 
"Hmmmmm, sounds like someone's coming," he foreshadowed darkly,"I must
prepare!"  

     He promptly began to hide his collection, as the reader face
faulted.

END part 1