Since there were still a few days until Tov Kyle’s device had finished gathering all the relevant data, he decided to work on that bet.

The device had finished coming up with a very useful software. It included an algorithm that could allow graphics that currently needed intense GPUs to run with a GPU of half the normal power. This was a software that was desperately needed as this species slowly reached the peak of what their technology could handle.

The first thing he did was create a professional-looking website. This required some money that he borrowed from his father’s credit card, and some basic knowledge of programming websites he’d stolen from human Kyle, who’d taken many computer programming classes over the years.

He also had his device come up with art for the website based on various other similar sites advertising professional algorithms. Though none of them could compete with his own. At least not yet. Maybe give them a few years.

With a grin, he had his device access several accounts he’d researched before. And he sent several emails out in the guise of trusted friends to certain individuals at each company responsible for researching and presenting new opportunities to each large company. He set his device to intercept any incoming emails to be reviewed before letting them through.

Kyle sighed. So much work.

Then he went to sleep and let the money roll into his private bank account that he’d recently set up.

***

During school hours, Hanna Kept her eye out for Brandon. There always seemed to be women around him recently. But he refused every advance. Just like the human Brandon always had.

Was he really the Lusundai? Kyle had confirmed it with DNA, but this Bradon seemed to match the original’s habits and personality so well, that she couldn’t tell the difference.

He could be acting.

Each day, she arrived early with Kyle, and would then proceed to stalk Brandon.

Considering that she’d told him off a few weeks back and said that he’d never see her again, she felt a little bad about this predicament. But she didn’t have a choice. She had to become the queen of cockblocking.

And the only way to do that, was to check on Brandon every day at school.

And after school, she focused on studying. Of course.

After school was Kyle’s turn to use his programs to check Brandon’s behavior.

For the most part, Brandon avoided the advances of women all by himself.

***

Wednesday, Hanna noticed Brandon brought a bag full of basketballs back to the school’s supply closet.

Seeing this gave her the urge to bang her head against the wall.

Didn’t he fucking know what happened in supply closets in Hentai? Because she certainly did.

Over the weeks she’d been in this world, she’d walked in on one too many people fucking around in them. And yes, she meant that both ways.

So, not being able to sit still when humanity was at stake, she marched up to the closet and opened the heavy metal door. What met her eyes was two women holding Brandon down while one had lowered his pants to reveal his erect cock...

And now that she got a good look at it, she couldn’t help but have the bad thought that her brother’s was bigger.

She crossed her arms over her chest and tapped her foot. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing in here?”

“Not you again!” Danni said. She had one hand on his shoulder and the other clasping his wrist to the chair’s armrest.

“Yeah, me again!” She said as the heavy door closed behind her. “Get the fuck out of here before I call campus security.”

The girls looked at each other and grinned.

And Hanna realized then that she was way the fuck outnumbered.

There were two girls holding him down, one on her knees getting him hard, and two off to the side, watching. And those two had nothing to do.

Hanna grabbed the door behind her and threw it open to leave, but it was too late. The muscular girls who were part of the women’s softball team grabbed her and pulled her back into the room. Then Danni closed the door.

The two girls even pulled out some duct tape that Hanna now realized they’d used to tape Brandon’s arms to the chair and taped her mouth shut. Then they used it to tie her arms behind her back and throw her to the floor.

She glowered at them.

Danni smirked down at her. “You’re always getting in my way, Hanna.” She crossed her arms over her chest. “I’ve done my research on you. You were obsessed with Brandon, but he refused you every time. And here you are, unable to stand someone else having their way with him. You’ve been trying to get in our way since last week.”

Well, that first one actually hadn’t been on purpose, but the other ones had been.

“Now you’re going to watch while we fuck your beloved Brandon. And if you’re very lucky, we’ll let you fuck him too.”

Ew. Double ew! No, thank you. Seriously, just thinking about this was making her sick for a variety of reasons and on all levels.

“You’ll never get away with his,” Brandon’s muffled voice came from his own taped mouth.

“Oh, come on, Brandon sugar,” Danni said. “You’ve been coming on to us every these past two weeks. We know you want this as much as we do. And it’s not like you’re a pure and innocent virgin. I’ve seen you with my own eyes. So, can you please just admit that you want this as much as we all do?”

“Shut up!” He said, then tried to break his restraints. They didn’t seem to budge.

Danni smiled then she lowered her head towards the man’s erect cock.

The door slammed open. And Kyle, breathing hard, entered the room.

One of the girls blushed. “K-Kyle.”

“Get out,” He said.

This time, the girls did so, leaving Hanna and Brandon tied up.

Kyle first went to Hanna and undid her bindings. He then ripped the duct tape from her mouth.

“Ow!”

“Are you okay, Hanna?” He whispered softly.

Her eyes watered. She convinced herself that it was from the pain of having duct tape ripped off, but it was also from how sweet and protective her alien brother was being. Here, she’d gotten herself into a damn classic Hentai world situation and he’d stopped it where she could only find it. She threw herself into his arms and hugged him.

If they’d been alone, she might also have kissed him. Unfortunately, she could practically feel Brandon’s eyes boring into her back.

She glanced at the Lusundai version of the man her original had wanted. Kyle sighed, took out a plastic knife, and used it to help rip the duct tape away from Brandon’s hands. He then handed the tool to him so he could do the rest.

Brandon immediately tore off the duct tape on his face and then on his legs.

He stood, closed his fly, and glowered down at Hanna. When he glanced at Kyle to do the same but stopped himself. Likely, he realized that since he was only a couple centimeters taller than Kyle, glowering wouldn’t work.

“Thank you for saving me, but I think you should mind your own business before you get hurt. Next time, go to the campus security first.”

Then he walked away like nothing happened.

What the actual fuck?

Kyle closed the door behind Brandon. Then he turned, wrapped his arms around her, and forcefully kissed her as if he’d almost lost her.

“From now on, if you see something like this happening again, don’t break it up all by yourself, okay?”

She nodded. “I’m sorry. I just wasn’t thinking. And then, Bradon was being tied down with duct tape and taken advantage of.”

“He wasn’t.”

She blinked and tilted her head. “What do you mean? Are you trying to tell me that he wanted those women to do that to him?”

He nodded.

But it didn’t look like it to Hanna. She narrowed her eyes at her alien brother. “Are you fucking kidding me?”

“Right now, he’s playing the part of Brandon. Brandon is, by all accounts, a man who eschews sex and relationships. In order for this Lusindai to remain in character he has to convince these women to take advantage of him.”

“But he was duct-taped! I saw him struggle to escape!”

He sighed. “Hanna, Do you think that duct tape would hold me down?”

She smirked and crossed her arms under her breasts.

It was duct tape. Of course it could. “It’s pretty fucking strong, Kyle.”

He grinned and sat down in the chair where Brandon had been sitting.

“Let’s do an experiment.”

She bit her lip and grabbed the silver tape. Then she taped each of his arms to the chair using the same thickness that was used on Brandon.

Then she did the same with his legs. Then she grinned mischievously.

She threw the roll onto the floor then caged her brother in on both sides just before she stole a kiss. Then she backed away.

She was looking forward to watching him struggle. Because Duct tape was strong as fuck. There was no way he could break—

Kyle breathed in and then out. As he did so he jerked his arm up. The tape tore at the spot where the thin square metal bars on the armrests were.

Hanna’s eyes bulged. Holy fuck!

Then he did the same thing with his other arm and then both legs, not even bothering to reach down to tear the duct tape off his legs.

He then stalked up to her, lifted her up to lean against the wall, and kissed her back. She could feel his hardness between his legs. And the bell rang signifying that class was starting soon.

He slowly let her down and grimaced. “I guess now isn’t the best time.”

“It’s not.”

“We could ditch.”

“Don’t tempt me right now.”

He chuckled. “As much as I really want to, I do have an important test next class.” He smiled. “That said, did you see how easy it was for me?”

She nodded.

“As a Lusundai, the prince isn’t much weaker than I am. If he wanted to escape from that, he could have.”

She groaned. “So I just interrupted a damn play they were putting on?”

He nodded.

Fuck. She hated Hentai world!