If Rintaro's entire life could be summed up in one word, it would be ‘normal’. Today however, the precious mundane life he once had was whisked away. Through a sudden gap in space he was plucked and unceremoniously dropped into a room unfamiliar to him. It was foreign, yet there was a human touch to the decorum: to the casual observer it was the spitting image of a rural home in his country. Before he could wonder whether this were all a dream, a portal appeared before him—a deep violet abyss bearing hundreds of predatory eyes staring back at him.
To his surprise, what emerged out of the eldritch rift was not an equally eldritch monster, but the top half of a woman dressed in flashy purple clothing, smiling at him with a veneer of innocence. Having long blond hair and ample features that her outfit struggled to hide, this woman of exceptional beauty had an undeniable sense of maturity around her. The smiling lady lifted herself out, her legs crossed as she sat in the air with a parasol twirling in her delicate hands.
Primeval instincts screamed within Rintaro, warning of the aberration in the shape of a human girl. In an instant, he clambered back only to press against the wall directly behind him.
His antics seemed to only amuse her. "Pleased to meet you, my name is Yukari Yakumo," she introduced herself nonchalantly.
"T-the pleasure is all mine. My name's Rintaro Kita." he stuttered in trepidation, fumbling his hand behind him in hope of finding the handle for a door.
"I see… I'm glad we're finally meeting," she said, dropping her parasol through a conjured portal. "But it appears you still don't understand the situation you have found yourself in." Sounding somewhat amazed, the woman named Yukari let out a quiet sigh.
He took the turn of silence granted to him to pull himself together. If she could speak she could be reasoned with.
In that time she began speaking again; leering with just the corner of her mouth, turning it into an eerie parody of a smile. "You have been spirited away!" she exclaimed, her gloved hand concluding with a flourish. Her voice was as gentle as a whisper, but her words pierced straight through him like a spear. "This is no dream, nor are you hallucinating. This is reality, as it is, here and now. You, Rintaro Kita, are in the Land of Fantasy; sequestered away from the droll outside world."
"If it is fantasy, then could you kindly return—" he was cut off by a wave of her hand, interrupting him mid-sentence with a callous laugh.
"No need to continue. I am aware of your wish to be returned to your former life; however, I have other plans for you. You see, it's been dreadfully boring lately with a dear friend of mine doing her job for once. I have no desire to stir up trouble with her—not after the last time—so I brought you here to kill time. To that end I believe I have a proposition you will find 'very' hard to turn down," Yukari said, her gaze piercing through Rintaro like a knife.
She rose from her floating seat and began walking towards him, his posture stiffened to keep the distance between them. She stopped a few feet away, golden eyes peering straight into his. "Allow me to demonstrate." Her hand slipped into another eerie gap, she herself bearing a smile that could only be described as hedonistic.
Before Rintaro could question what she meant to do next, a jolt shot up his spine. Something was writhing in his pants and it had him squarely by the balls.
Her hot silk laced fingers swam through his boxers, teasing him to a full erection. "Oho? It seems you're enjoying yourself already."
"Wha—?!" There was nothing he could do but endure the sensation of her disembodied hand rummaging around.
Having been satisfied by the display thus far, Yukari withdrew her hand from the shoulder height gap, drawing his erection out with it. It laid stiff, supported by her palm as it protruded from the gap, mere inches away from her bust.
"Ahh, such a wonderful specimen," she cooed, stroking his shaft slowly. "Fufu… Just what should I do I wonder?" A wicked grin spread across her lips.